Tonight
my assistant
will pass among
you
His cap
will be empty
Hey non-e
non-e
The most intimate
personal choices
and requests
central to your
personal dignity
will be sung
Hey non-e
non-e
Why don't minstrels
go from house
to house
howling songs
the way they
used to?
In vain I
bind another
foot
In vain
and now
the other
foot
LULLABY
LA LA
You can tell
My sweet
little darling
My comfort
and joy
LULLABY
LA LA
You can tell
In beauty
surpassing
are prince's
of Troy
Some are born
to it
You can tell
Some are made
to do it
Some allowed
When I
LULLABY
LA LA
LULLABY
LA LA
Tonight
my assistant
will hear the canals
of Mars
His cap
will be empty
Hey non-e
non-e
The most intimate
personal choices
and requests
central to your
personal dignity
will be sung
Hey non-e
non-e
Why don't painters
paint their cloudy
spines
chiaroscuro
the way they
used to?
In vain I
douse
another lamp
In vain
and now
another lamp
LULLABY
LA LA
You can tell
My sweet
little darling
my comfort
and joy
LULLABY
LA LA
You can tell
In beauty
surpassing
are prince's
of Troy
Some are born
to it
You can tell
Some are made
to do it
Some allowed
When I
LULLABY
LA LA
LULLABY
LA LA
Tonight
my assistant
will pass among
you
His cap
will be empty
The most intimate
personal choices
and requests
central to your
personal autonomy
will be sung
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