Eiffel Tower"
To Robert Delaunay

Eiffel Tower
Guitar of the sky

Your wireless telegraphy
Attracts words
As a rosebush the bees

During the night
The Seine no longer flows

Telescope or bugle

EIFFEL TOWER

And it's a hive of words
Or an inkwell of honey

At the bottom of dawn
A spider with barbed-wire legs
Was making its web of clouds

My little boy
To climb the Eiffel Tower
You climb on a song

Do
re
mi
fa
sol
la
ti
do

We are up on top

A bird sings
in the telegraph
antennae

It's the wind
Of Europe
The electric wind

Over there

The hats fly away
They have wings but they don't sing

Jacqueline
Daughter of France
What do you see up there

The Seine is asleep
Under the shadow of its bridges

I see the Earth turning
And I blow my bugle
Toward all the seas

On the path
Of your perfume
All the bees and the words go their way

On the four horizons
Who has not heard this song

I AM THE QUEEN OF THE DAWN OF THE POLES
I AM THE COMPASS THE ROSE OF THE WINDS THAT FADES
EVERY FALL
AND ALL FULL OF SNOW
I DIE FROM THE DEATH OF THAT ROSE
IN MY HEAD A BIRD SINGS ALL YEAR LONG

That's the way the Tower spoke to me one day

Eiffel Tower
Aviary of the world
Sing Sing
Chimes of Paris

The giant hanging in the midst of the void
Is the poster of France

The day of Victory
You will tell it to the stars

Autor: Vicente Huidobro

Eiffel Tower" <br />To Robert Delaunay<br /><br />Eiffel Tower <br />Guitar of the sky<br /><br />Your wireless telegraphy <br />Attracts words <br />As a rosebush the bees<br /><br />During the night <br />The Seine no longer flows<br /><br />Telescope or bugle<br /><br />EIFFEL TOWER<br /><br />And it's a hive of words <br />Or an inkwell of honey<br /><br />At the bottom of dawn <br />A spider with barbed-wire legs <br />Was making its web of clouds<br /><br />My little boy <br />To climb the Eiffel Tower <br />You climb on a song<br /><br />Do <br />re <br />mi <br />fa <br />sol <br />la <br />ti <br />do <br /><br />We are up on top <br /><br />A bird sings <br />in the telegraph <br />antennae <br /><br />It's the wind <br />Of Europe <br />The electric wind<br /><br />Over there <br /><br />The hats fly away <br />They have wings but they don't sing<br /> <br />Jacqueline <br />Daughter of France <br />What do you see up there<br /> <br />The Seine is asleep <br />Under the shadow of its bridges<br /> <br />I see the Earth turning <br />And I blow my bugle<br />Toward all the seas<br /><br />On the path <br />Of your perfume <br />All the bees and the words go their way<br /><br />On the four horizons <br />Who has not heard this song <br /><br />I AM THE QUEEN OF THE DAWN OF THE POLES <br />I AM THE COMPASS THE ROSE OF THE WINDS THAT FADES<br />EVERY FALL<br />AND ALL FULL OF SNOW <br />I DIE FROM THE DEATH OF THAT ROSE <br />IN MY HEAD A BIRD SINGS ALL YEAR LONG<br /><br />That's the way the Tower spoke to me one day<br /><br />Eiffel Tower <br />Aviary of the world <br />Sing Sing<br />Chimes of Paris<br /><br />The giant hanging in the midst of the void <br />Is the poster of France<br /><br />The day of Victory <br />You will tell it to the stars - Vicente Huidobro

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