[instrumental]

2. Alone

The moon's greygolden meshes make
All nights a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name - his name -
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.

[James Joyce]

3. I Wish You Could Smile

When I see you... I smile.
I still care for you. I cry.

When I think things go my way...
I have what I thought I wanted;
yet I'm still sad for you.

Once you told me times would change...
threw me to the brittle air;
but I still care for you.

I wish you could smile.
I wish you could smile.

[Sam Rosenthal]

4. Think About Eternity

[Instrumental]

5. Maare

[1.] Keshite Yasura gukotononai omae
Shikashi Soledemonao kagilinonai
Tshitsujoo Nashiteilu

Sokoshilenu Fukasao himeteilu Omae

[2.] Hateshinai Umiyo umiyo
Hateshinaku Hiloku sokoshilenu

Hateshinai Umiyo Umiyo

[Keiji Sayama/O. Parusel]

6. Chanson D'Automne

Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l'automne
Blessent mon coeur
D'une langueur
Monotone.

Tout suffocant
Et Blкme, quand
Sonne l'heure
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens
Et je pleure...

Et je m'en vais
Auvent meuvais
Qui m'emporte
deзa, dela,
Pareil а la
Feuille morte.

[Paul Verlaine]

7. Winter

[Instrumental]

8. Ariels Song

Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made...
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange ...
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell.

Ding-Dong.

Hark! now I hear them -
Ding-dong bell.

[William Shakespeare]

9. Soft Snow

I walked abroad in a snowy day
I ask'd the soft snow with me to play...

She play'd and she melted in all her prime,
And the winter call'd it a dreadfull crime.

[William Blake]

10. Nubibus Atris

Si mare volvens
turbidus Auster
misceat aestum,
vitrea dudum
parque serenis
unda diebus
mox resoluto
sordida caeno
visibus obstat.

Nubibus atris
condita nullum
fundere possunt
sidera lumen.

[Boethius]

11. Puisque Tout Passe

Puisque tout passe,
faisons la mйlodie passagиre;
celle qui nous dйsaltиre
aura de nous,
aura raison.

Chantons qui nous
quitte avec amour et art;
soyons plus vite
que le rapide dйpart.

[Rainer Maria Rilke]