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Monica BouBou - music​/​Charles Baudelaire - lyrics - Evening Crepuscule

from Delicious Night by Baudelaire In A Box

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lyrics

Behold, sweet evening, friend of the criminal
Comes like an accomplice, steals in like a wolf
The sky closes slow, slowly, just like an attic door
And impatient man, turns into beast of prey
O, evening, kind evening, desired by him
Whose arms can say without lying today we labored.

It is the evening that comforts
Those minds that are consumed by a savage sorro
The obstinate scholar whose head bends with fatigue
And the bowed laborer who returns to his bed.

Meanwhile in the atmosphere, evil demons
Awaken sluggishly, like businessmen
And take flight, bumping against porch roofs and shutters
Among the gas flames worried by wind.

Prostitution catches alight in the streets
Like an anthill, she lets her worker out
Everywhere she blazes a secret path
Like an enemy who plans a surprise attack.

She moves in her heart, of the city of mire
Like a worm that steals from Man what he eats and
Here and there, one can hear food sizzle in the kitchens
The theaters yell, the orchestras moan
The gambling dens, where games of chance delight
Fill with whores and cardsharps, their allies in deceit.

The burglars, who know neither respite nor mercy
Are soon going to begin their work
They quietly force open cash boxes and doors
To enjoy life and dress their mistresses.

Mediate, o my soul, in this solemn moment
And close your ears to this uproar
It's now that the pains of the sick grow sharper
Somber Night grabs them by the throat: they reach the end

Of their destinies, go to the common pit
The hospitals are filled, filled up with their sighs
More than one will come no more to get his fragrant soup
By the fireside, in the evening
Seated by one's own love, most of them never having
known only sweet, sweetness, the sweetness of a home.

credits

from Delicious Night, released April 9, 2019
Nora Barton - cello, Monica Boubou - vocals, viola, Bobby Conn - vocals, Ronnie Kuller - piano, toy piano, violin

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