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[ar:Ana Silvera]
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[00:00.000]Notes From an Opera - Ana Silvera
[00:10.540]I was in a hotel when the city first fell
[00:13.540]It was gilded and sullen and neoclassical
[00:16.720]I took up with an officer and then his general
[00:20.090]He bought me almond biscuits and a freshwater pearl
[00:23.580]And took me to the opera and after to Pigalle
[00:26.950]A dancer wearing tassels ate the rose off my lapel
[00:30.380]These days I'm wearing Shalimar never my Chanel
[00:33.440]Cos it reminds him of his mother
[00:37.500]He wears me like he does his duty shoes
[00:40.680]Immaculately polished and he keeps my soul
[00:43.860]In the Paris saloons
[00:46.800]And he occupies my moods
[01:00.340]On the Rue des Abesses
[01:03.140]We could see violets had
[01:06.890]Colonised the boulevards in June
[01:13.380]I walk him down to the station
[01:17.430]Banners fly from the irons
[01:20.930]And vapour trails
[01:23.670]Come rising up
[01:27.230]Like dove tails
[01:30.410]Bridal veils
[01:33.280]Sundial creeps its hours
[01:37.340]Into July Among the ruins
[01:42.520]Lanternas light
[01:44.520]I still count his steps
[01:47.010]On this esplanade Like rosaries
[02:05.420]Arms surround me Arms surround me
[02:23.460]I was in the hotel when the first bomb fell
[02:26.520]It shook the chandeliers and that old crystal
[02:30.380]Came tumbling down on the tiles like the steeples
[02:33.130]Of the St Paul bell
[02:36.870]I get my pleasures in the dim stairwells
[02:40.490]In fairground hands I undo myself
[02:44.300]Rise and fall like the painted poles
[02:47.370]Of the carousel And now autumn unthreads
[02:54.550]Her last dress of gold
[02:57.230]Upon long lawns Shadows unfurl
[03:01.720]I still count his steps
[03:04.160]On this esplanade Where violets grow