The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Adonic Angela
Today I stretched out next
to a pure young woman
as if at the shore of a white ocean,
as if at the centre of a burning star
of slow space.
From her lengthily green gaze
the light fell like dry water,
in transparent and deep circles
of fresh force.
Her bosom like a two flamed fire
burned raised in two regions,
and in a double river reached
her large, clear feet.
A climate of gold scarcely ripened
the diurnal length of her body
filling it with extended fruit
sand hidden fire.
The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Adonic AngelaLRC歌词
[00:06.59]Today I stretched out next
[00:08.15]to a pure young woman
[00:09.88]as if at the shore of a white ocean,
[00:12.44]as if at the centre of a burning star
[00:14.56]of slow space.
[00:16.75]From her lengthily green gaze
[00:18.33]the light fell like dry water,
[00:20.84]in transparent and deep circles
[00:22.52]of fresh force.
[00:25.10]Her bosom like a two flamed fire
[00:26.81]burned raised in two regions,
[00:28.71]and in a double river reached
[00:30.13]her large, clear feet.
[00:33.40]A climate of gold scarcely ripened
[00:35.42]the diurnal length of her body
[00:37.00]filling it with extended fruit
[00:38.88]sand hidden fire.
