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Babes and Sucklings
01:37
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Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings
from the mouths of babes, babes and sucklings
comes the fowl, the fowl of the air
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Et Nunc
02:50
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Et nunc his sumus
nonne hic est deus sequi
Puer natus est
Quae gravidam
imitantur
outem illum
sequi vel filios Deus
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Puero
03:01
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Et secutus est
a puero hoc et secutus est a puero, puero, puero
O hic quie duxit nos de nobis
Puella puer secutus puero, puero
De nobis
Puero
Et secutus est
De nobis
Puero
Puero
O hic quie duxit nos de nobis
Et secutus est...
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4. |
Such as I Am
05:49
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Such as he is, let him kiss me, kiss me,
with his whole earth,
whose name is a hot oil poured out
Such as I am, such as I am,
let him take away my cloak and find me,
such as I am, such as I am
And the shadows will flee and leave me such as I am,
not one but two, not two but one,
a bowl well-rounded, a heap of wheat,
the darling of her mother, uncreated,
uncreated
His eyes be turned on me, uncreated
his gladness poured on me, uncreated
his earth be roused
his earth be roused
his earth be roused
his earth be roused
For like as we are compelled, for like as we are
whose name is a hot oil poured out
and whose shadows flee when we arrive
and whose cloak takes itself away and finds me
not one but two, not two but one,
such as he is, such as I am
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5. |
The Sea is His
04:11
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Verbum et verbum et verbum est erat deus est
The sea is His, he made it
but mine’s mine’s mine’s mine, mine’s mine’s mine...
Rend, rend, our mouths shall go,
verbum et verbum et verbum est
The strength of the hills is His, and the sea is His, he made it
Rend, rend, our mouths shall go,
Deus est!
The sea is His, the hills are His,
but mine’s mine our hearts shall go, mine’s mine,
Verbum! Mine’s mine’s mine!
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6. |
Thou Art Not a God
02:46
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Thou art not a god that hath pleasure in art
art not a man that hath pleasure in art
art not a woman that hath pleasure in art
art not a child that hath pleasure in art
art not a dog that hath pleasure in art
art not a worm that hath pleasure in art
Thou art not a tick that hath pleasure in art
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Why do the maidens love you?
I am the maidens
That is why the maidens love you
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8. |
Vex
05:35
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Quod ergo Deus, va caro, oculos eius, super me –
Why vex and vex?
I dashed against him, I broke his teeth,
but could not vex him, nor stop the rushing waters of his voice,
which cannot grow weary – I had grown weary –
so I fell at his feet as though dead, but could not vex him
Why does the leaf rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
Why vex and vex? His delight is to vex and vex
So dash against him, break his teeth,
you will not vex him, nor stop the rushing waters of his voice,
which cannot grow weary – you have grown weary –
so fall at his feet as though dead; you will not vex him
Why does the leaf rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
Why vex and vex, when his delight is to vex and vex?
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You shall never be called tender
or standing walls of flesh
A house full of tossing
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10. |
Death Scene
04:50
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Culex morsus me
en ego morior
Si respiciens requisierit me
Rrrr-o-ü-eu-wooü-üi
Non desset hoc loco –
Soror mea
fugien dum est
quo dam dia mater
mea ne cum
fuge hinc sororem
Hoo-doo, hoo-doo, hoo-doo da-yoo
mé, mé, mé-dor
Fuge hinc sororem, fuge, fuge,
Quo dam dia mater mea me mecum mea
Fuge himc sororem, fuge, fuge
En ego morior
Non des set hoc loco...
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11. |
Burial Scene
05:22
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Between morning and evening
we come from the womb and expire
a bird of prey catches us
we are but ripe dust
You shall no longer be called tender
you, the womb forgets you
We wander abroad for bread
between morning and evening
Where the land gives bread,
we gnaw at the dry ground
We therefore commit this seed to the ground
Rain will give you a body,
though the womb forgets you–
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12. |
Do Not Mourn
06:34
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If a man has a hundred sheep
and if one of them goes astray
does he not leave the ninety-nine on the mountain,
and go in search of the one who went astray?
And if he finds it, truly I say to you,
he rejoices! He rejoices over it,
more than over the ninety-nine who never went astray.
(Matthew 18 :12, 18 :13)
The tree was to be, O
desired
Face of the ground, O
I am, O, I, I am
The musicians at the watering place do not mourn,
do not mourn, do not mourn
Whe-en they crou-ouch to give birth to –
face of the ground, O
The tree was to be, O
desired
I am, O, I, I am
Do not mourn!
Do not mourn!
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13. |
Ghost's Appearance
03:37
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Oh-ü, eu-you
Oh yae! Ay yaar roo
Ae, you – eu yee oo!
Ü-yee, ü-yee—
Jü deux yae füee roh
Su phuh, yee eh, tha-augh,
tha-augh, zü, züü-oh—
Woom bayeu, woom bayeu, weu heu!
Oom ba-ah, oom ba-yay oh—
brrrr-rree—heuuh... heuuh... heuuh...
Shü, shü, obadi oh
Obadi oh—oh...
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14. |
Mine Eyes
04:12
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Mine eyes, conceived, born of mine eyes
Crucified, mine eyes
Descended, mine eyes
Mine eyes, dead and buried,
quick and dead and buried mine eyes,
with hungry things, buried mine eyes
Mine eyes, dead and buried,
arise and go, mine eyes!
Eyes upon eyes upon eyes, arise and go, mine eyes
Scatter! Mine eyes...
Two she-bears came out of the woods,
warned in a dream not to go back—
The star went ahead of them, stopped over the market place—
Two she-bears came out of the woods,
warned in a dream not to go back—
Where young boys lay with lions—
Two she-bears came out of the woods,
warned in a dream not to go back—
Feeling the lust of the ground—
Two she-bears came out of the woods,
warned in a dream not to go back—
And I say, and I say—
Two she-bears came out of the woods—
Scatter—
Warned in a dream not to go back—
make light mine eyes—
Two she-bears came out of the woods—
Defend us—
warned in a dream not to go back—
Defend us!
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15. |
À Bâ
01:40
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E schna biorati, a bâ
Mioh stey diou cood yaarrr, borati
Mmmm gyou mee kehd yaeh, a bâ
E schna miorati steyd yae
Esna do, esna lah
Mm bikileh mm bikilah mi sna sna
Mia bahm g-g-ga mikila la
Esna bikila borati a bâ, geuh, geuh
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16. |
Return of the Babes
03:06
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Out of the mouths
of babes and sucklings
From the mouths of babes
Babes and sucklings
comes the fowl—
the fowl of the air
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17. |
The Godly Man
00:24
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The godly man flitteth past
Flit, flit, godly man!
Flit, flit, godly man!
Flit, flit godly man –
Beast!
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