Sonnets / Unrealities XI
It may not always be so ;
and I say
and if your lips
which I have loved
should touch another’s
and your dear strong fingers clutch
her heart
as mine in time
not far away ;
If on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence
as I know,
or such great writhing words
as, uttering overmuch,
stand helpelessly before the spirit at bay ;
If this should be,
I say
if this should be
you of my heart
send me a little word ;
that I may go
unto her
and take her hands,
saying ;
Accept all happiness from me
Then I shall turn my face
and hear one bird
sing terribly afar
in the lost lands
Infos
Interprété par : Björk avec the Icelandic Choir
Paroles : E.E. Cummings
"Il y a un gros tas de poèmes, et celui-ci n’est que l’un d’entre eux. Je pense que ce poème traite de lui-même (l’auteur lyrique EE Cummings) exaltant sa rage, comme lorsque l’on fait des choses qui nous effraient." (Björk, XFM 25/08/2004)
| Sonnets/Unrealities XI (iTunes Originals version) | 1:52 | Björk |
