rimbaud - hans werner henze lyrics
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the nights, the railway*arches, the bad sky
his horrible companions did not know it;
but in that child the rhetorician’s lie
burst like a pipe: the cold had made a poet
drinks bought him by his weak and lyric friend
his senses systematically deranged
to all accustomed nonsense put an end;
till he from lyre and weakness was estranged
verse was a special illness of the ear;
integrity was not enough; that seemed
the h*ll of childhood: he must try again
now, galloping through africa, he dreamed
of a new self, a son, the engineer
his truth acceptable to lying men
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