Let me introduce myself, The Mansion Butler, here I am I have been living here Since the day of my birth. When I was just a youth, Surely, sooner than you think. Once, prying around, I stepped into the crypt Downstairs…
Sorrow and grief Are the mazes in my mind I open them to you… Open to you…
Hear the tale of the crypt, Feel the reason lose certainty On the stairs that lead to the crypt, Are you fearless enough?
Before I start my tale Let me give you my advice Don’t try to understand What passes comprehension Mysteries of life Can be ghastly, strange and cruel No helmsman on your ship. Are you ready for the storm?
Easy in the air gentle lights moved And through the room softly they danced, Bounded with the notes of a harpsichord, Playing a somewhat baroque melody. Enchanted I was by their heavenly colours
And, with a hand, I touched one of them… Suddenly I was standing in the void Far down the earth turned on her trail Surrounded I was by bodiless beings Deep in my heart I felt their intention…
Hunger for life in their evil thoughts A dark shade on me I lost my senses…
Here I stood when I woke up the next morning I was feeling strange I went out in the garden I sat near the spring, Its water like a mirror On the surface an old man Staring up, it was me…
You’ve heard the tale of the crypt Your reason lost every certainty On the stairs going back to your life, Are you fearless enough?
Cauda Vainement ma raison voulait prendre la barre; La tempête en jouant déroutait ses efforts, Et mon âme dansait, dansait, vieille gabarre Sans mâts, sur une mer monstrueuse et sans bords! (Ch. Baudelaire 1821-1867)
“Ivano la mia ragione voleva prendere il timone; La tempesta giocando sviava i suoi sforzi. E la mia anima danzava, danzava, vecchia zattera Senza alberi, su un mare mostruoso e senza rive!”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
