Aeria Gloris

By Origa

Ангелы и демоны кружили надо мной
Рассекали тернии и млечные пути
Не знает счастья только тот,
Кто его зова понять не смог

Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, Aeria gloris
Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, aeria gloris

I am calling, calling now
Spirits rise and falling
Собой остаться дольше

Calling, calling, in the depth of longing
Собой остаться дольше...

Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, aeria gloris
Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, aeria gloris

Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning . . .
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and . . .

Бесконечный бег...
Пока жива, я могу стараться на лету не упасть,
Не разучиться мечтать...любить...
Бесконечный бег...

Calling, calling, for the place of knowing
There's more than what can be linked
Calling, calling now, never will I look away
For what life has left for me

Yearning, yearning, for what's left of loving
Собой остаться дольше...
Calling, calling now, spirits rise and falling
Собой остаться дольше...
Calling, calling, in the depth of longing
Собой остаться дольше...

Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, Aeria gloris
Налюбуйтесь, налюбуйтесь
Aeria gloris, aeria gloris

. . .

Music by Yoko Kanno, lyrics by Origa & Shanti Snyder, vocals by Origa & Benedict Del Maestro

Party

Saturday.
Dinner, downtown movie, a last-minute invitation -to go or not to go.
Queen Anne. Strangers. Surprisingly smooth merlot. Lapses of boredom. Meaningless chat in the midst of pseudo bohemian decor -a red ribbon and holes in the walls. Rich, thick, porter. Signatures in a door-frame, #11, a humble servant. Exchanges about who knows whom from where.A friendly surfer-turned-bureaucrat. Outstanding jambalaya. City-planning, friendly people. A ridiculous lamp, the source of the red ribbon discovered. Serious doubts about wasted time in empty socializing for no reason whatsoever. Suddenly, Sunday. More conversation. Fashionable outfits blurring the lines of poor taste. A pretty but too skinny architect. Wigs laying around for no apparent reason. Silly camera phone photographs taken in the spur of the moment. An Ethiopian delicacy -a jar full of tasty seeds, and talk about relationships in an Ethiopian-Italian family with a Spanish last name. A too hard to uncork bottle of something carbonated, passed around until the jubilant climactic cork-shot. Taking a load off on a too-low couch. Fatigue catching up. An art documentary playing in an old laptop screen. Unidentified glowing ornament, intriguing but not enough to take a closer look. Lemon scented chocolate cookies. The occasional exchange with one of two acquaintances. Winding down, slow good-byes. Going home.