Nico

Amidst water lily fields white and green

Grows a tree

And from the tree hang apples

Not for you to eat.

In a way it matters more

Than it did before

To see the East voyaging through

True hearts of dunes

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

There in harmony

Somersault caravans of fools

As he passes for reply

To sing his songs again.

He sways to kiss the horizontal ground

And from the ground a dove rises

And as a mark of honor

A mask is left behind

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

There in harmony

To gentle form and noble force

Calm and vast his voice cascades

From this gentle stage

Calm and vast the city lies

On a horizontal ground

Kind and calm Julius lies

For Octavian to prevail

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

In harmony

Traverses the peninsula

Aeolus with his whisperwinds to strike

With his gentle kisses the righteous

And wise and doom ambitious praise

With his will his will and order

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

Amidst water lily fields white and green

Grows a tree

And from the tree hang apples

Not for you to eat

Beneath the heaving sea

Where statues and pillars and stone altars rest for all these

Aching bones to guide us far from energy

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

Comments

9 years ago

dreamdimension1

Does anyone know if she performed this one live? I've never seen it on any live albums.

9 years ago

Stephen OToole

Absolutely beautiful and unique. Nico was an old soul born In the body of a beautiful woman in the wrong era. This song wraps around you like a cloak of rich imagery and we are taken to another time and place.

10 years ago

Genghis Khan

Nico's best song. Ancient. Timeless.

10 years ago

+ w o l f r a m

One can trace the different origins of Nico through this album.

11 years ago

chap chap

Stone cold immaculate.

11 years ago

Thomas van den Reydt

This could have been written in Roman times, it sounds ages ages old.

11 years ago

Peter Lewis

category: music

12 years ago

Patomanju

@jackhillty I love this lyric.

12 years ago

jackhillty

not for you to eat

12 years ago

Peter Lewis

and the wind is throwin' Nico's hair everywhere and in front of my little eyes, and I follow the lines made by her hair moving violently with the wind, and she puts me against her chest, and I no longer want to cry, but she keep cryin', because she kills herself tryin' to make me calm while she is more afraid than me at the same time

12 years ago

Peter Lewis

It makes me feel like I am a baby born, naked and I'm warped up warmly in a white blanket, and in the End of this Godess of Ice, who whisper to me this song to make me stop crying, reassuring me that all the horror of bein born, of bein thrown into this world isn't so bad, that I can be someone, someone brave, but at the same time she cries over me because she knows exactly the fear and the horror of it. And we stay like that, in a snowfield.

12 years ago