Fairy’s Song – Sonority Turner

DRY your eye- Man, dry your eye!

The sun will rise from the night sky.

Stop your noise! Man! stop your noise!

Young bluds don’t sleep they’ll hear your voice

You can’t vent! trust! You cant vent

Cause I was taught in Torment

to bottle my chest of melodies-

                                    Dry your eye.

Head up! Look head up!

Over the blocks get unstuck

Fix up, fix up. No gutter now

On this plush planets crown

See me ! it’s this silvery note

That cures the bad mans gloat

Dry your eye ! Man dry your eye !

The sun will rise from the night sky.

Bless, Bless, I’m out, Bless

I’m gone in the overcast grey-

                                    Bless, Bless !

This was our commissioned poem for the month of May. Sonority called it a ‘translation’ of the Keats poem, Fairy’s Song, which is below.

John Keats – Fairy’s Song

SHED no tear- O, shed no tear!

The flower will bloom another year.

Weep no more! O! Weep no more!

Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

Dry your eyes! Oh! Dry your eyes,

For I was taught in Paradise

To ease my breast of melodies-

                                    Shed no tear.

Overhead! Look overhead!

‘Mong the blossoms white and red-

Look up, look up. I flutter now

On this flush pomegranate bough.

See me! ’tis this silvery bill

Ever cures the good man’s ill.

Shed no tear! O shed no tear!

The flower will bloom another year.

Adieu, Adieu- I fly, adieu,

I vanish in the heaven’s blue-

                                    Adieu, Adieu!

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: