“Hôtel,” from Francis Poulenc’s Banalités, with Véronique Gens, soprano, and Roger Vignoles, piano (Virgin Classics 45360)
Starting today, all of the Thursday listening posts will include translations of the texts.
My room has the form of a cage. The sun reaches its arm in through the window. But I want to smoke and make shapes in the air, and so I light my cigarette on the sun's fire. I don't want to work, I want to smoke. (Poem by Guillaume Apollonaire, English translation by Peter Low)
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July 2, 2009 at 11:59 am
thank you for the translation!