Leopards prowl the studios of the Duc de great chateau Where Cocteau's beast rehearses Beauty's Lewis Carroll marks his diary a small white stone As Kuniyoshi Kaneko prepares to
Listen to the shells my darling, what you is not the sea But whispering, malicious human who don't wish to know the Duc de Berry's great chateau And hate the world of and of art
We who paint or photograph to your dying in its path And fix you in the permanence of Can't the prattlers prattling The rattlesnakes who, rattling, see ugliness in every thing See ugliness in every thing
The insolence of little girls in sailor suits Whose seem to say more than they know and ornaments for the libertine in all of us From the cabinet of Kaneko
Follow to the studio where Liddell plays the roles Of naked gypsy girls The Charles L. Dodgson from the darkness of his camera Preserves her for himself and for the
Children by cruel desires, the handiwork of murderers Who hack their bodies to the bone Somehow to tell the tale, astonishingly fit and well They couple in the fabulous
We who paint or to stop your dying in its path And fix you in the of spring Can't stop the prattling The rattlesnakes who, rattling, see ugliness in every thing In lovely living thing
A glass is not a world A painted is not a girl In games there can be no things In life remain considerate, in art the advocate Why that Pegasus has wings In life considerate, in art the Devil incarnate Why deny the when it sings? In games there be no forbidden things
So watch the wall my darling the gentlemen go by And your diary with a small white stone hearts of marzipan and lacquer work from old Japan In the cabinet of Kaneko