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This Bird - Winton White
04:02
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This Bird (by the composer)
This bird following me
is making a way
to seek its prey
incessantly.
How strange. It must not see
my whiskers and my teeth
or notice my apathy.
I don't look back
yet it keeps calling for me...
Coo coo, coo coo, coo coo.
This bird sings me a song,
as if it was spring,
a melody lingering
one note too long.
How odd. It does not stop.
I sigh and carry on
despite this flying shawm
I would never feed on.
I took a glance;
a moment of doubt,
but not for long since it keeps singing to me...
Coo coo, coo coo, coo coo.
Then I turned and tried to reply,
"I'm so confused.
Why do you follow me
when I'm the one who pursues?
Why not bees or butterflies or
the leaves
or feed on this prunus?
Does a bird not normally
perch on a tree
while I hunch and crouch
to hunt as they peck at the cherries?
Instead you choose me.
Yet we cannot be.
I wish you know what I'm thinking.
Why can't you just see?"
This bird, eyes full of glaze,
left in the silence
and flew away.
How should a creature behave
when wooed with no constraint?
I gave the look I gave.
I had somethings to say
but it was too late.
It was not my place
to say it doesn’t work that way.
This bird flew off.
The silhouette faded.
I went my way
and yet
I feel the bird echoing:
Coo coo, coo coo, coo coo...
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Azulão - Kyle Hovatter
03:00
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Azulão
Go bluebird, my companion, go!
Go and see my ungrateful love
Say that without her
The wilderness is no longer the wilderness!
Alas, fly bluebird,
Go and tell her, my companion, go!
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Where You Go, I Will Be With You
(adapted by the composer from John Muir)
We do not want anything
from the Great White Father.
The Great Spirit has given us
all we need.
Go then.
Let us remain in the mountains,
where we were born.
Where ashes are given
to the wind.
You may kill me,
but you shall not have peace.
I will follow,
I will not leave,
but be among the rocks,
the waterfalls,
the rivers,
and the winds.
Wherever you go, I will be with you.
You will not see but you will fear.
Wherever you go, I will be with you.
The Great Spirit has spoken.
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Nightpiece - Jon Yu
07:33
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Nightpiece (by James Joyce)
Gaunt in gloom,
The pale stars their torches,
Enshrouded, wave.
Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume,
Arches on soaring arches,
Night's sindark nave.
Seraphim,
The lost hosts awaken
To service till
In moonless gloom each lapses muted, dim,
Raised when she has and shaken
Her thurible.
And long and loud,
To night's nave upsoaring,
A starknell tolls
As the bleak incense surges, cloud on cloud,
Voidward from the adoring
Waste of souls.
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I. Leave Me Here Crying (Ah!)
The scream leaves on the wind
Its shadow of cypress.
Leave me here in these fields
Leave me here crying.
All has broken in the world,
Nothing remains but silence.
Leave me here in these fields
Leave me here crying.
Bitten by bonfires,
Lightless horizons,
Leave me, I tell you,
In these fields here crying.
II. Ditty of First Desire
In the green morning
I wanted to be a heart.
A heart.
In the ripe evening
I wanted to be a nightingale
A nightingale.
(Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.)
In the vivid morning
I wanted to be myself.
A heart.
And at the evening's end
I wanted to be my voice.
A nightingale.
Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.
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Resonance (by Austin Smith)
The blackbirds are asleep in the belfries of the thistles.
The bells have been melted down into ore
and that ore poured into molds to make
little iron horses for the deaf.
And her little horse gallops valiantly on the sill.
And her mother folding linens grits her teeth.
When she is done playing the horse stands in perfect stillness.
Her mother takes it and wraps it in linen.
Later her father walks violently into the meadow
carrying the bundle like an unwanted child
and buries it in the earth.
The birds he scares into the air resettle.
The thistles sway like poor people moved by music.
The girl looks for her horse for a few days,
then gives up and sits for hours
looking out the window at the meadow.
She pretends her hands are horses in love
and runs them along the sill, the four fingers
of their legs, the blind thumb of their heads.
One day she pulls the white linen off the black piano
and brings her hands down hard on the keys.
Something resonates. Her parents run into the room
wringing their hands, but they're too late.
She knows where her little horse is buried.
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Evening Hymn (by William Fuller)
Now that the Sun hath veil'd his Light,
And bid the World good Night;
To the soft Bed, my Body I dispose,
But where shall my Soul repose?
Dear God, even in Thy Arms, and can there be
Any so sweet Security!
Then to thy Rest, O my Soul! And singing, praise
The Mercy that prolongs thy Days.
Hallelujah!
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Azulão
01:54
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Azulão
Go bluebird, my companion, go!
Go and see my ungrateful love
Say that without her
The wilderness is no longer the wilderness!
Alas, fly bluebird,
Go and tell her, my companion, go!
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Evening Hymn
03:56
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Evening Hymn (by William Fuller)
Now that the Sun hath veil'd his Light,
And bid the World good Night;
To the soft Bed, my Body I dispose,
But where shall my Soul repose?
Dear God, even in Thy Arms, and can there be
Any so sweet Security!
Then to thy Rest, O my Soul! And singing, praise
The Mercy that prolongs thy Days.
Hallelujah!
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