Preludio

ABSCONDO SACRA IN MEMORIA
ET PURPUREA IN TREMORE PERVIGIL
"HEI, VIATOR" INQUAM "DIGNABERE?"

Mara Paltrinieri

Entrata Solenne

SIE RIEF IHN BEIM NAMEN.
"ES FÄLLT MIR SCHWER, DEINER NICHT ZU GEDENKEN."
"DIES IST DIE URSACHE, WARUM ICH DICH BESUCHT HABE."
SIE RIEF IHN BEIM NAMEN.
ER DACHTE AN NICHTS. ENDLICH GENOSS ER DAS GLÜCK DES AUGENBLICKS.

Canzona

LE BANC DES AMOUREUX S'OUVRE COMME UNE VOÛTE CELESTE
JOURNÉE ANTIQUE, JARDINS CACHÉS APERÇUS PAR DES PUISSANTES GRILLES
... ET NOUS RIONS, RIONS, RIONS INSOUCIEUX, SEULS DANS LE LIEU
SACRÉ, MIROIR, D'IRIS, BRANCHES FLOTTANTES QUI DANSENT DANS LE CIEL
AVEC NOUS ET DERRIÈRE SEULEMENT SIÈCLES ET ARCADES ...

Inno Corale

DIIS IRATIS NATUS, OMNIBUS IGNOTUS,
QUI NATUS EST INFELIX, NON VITA MODO TRISTE,
DECURRIT, SUFFICIT DIEI MALITIA SUA,
FELIX QUI POTUIT RERUM COGNOSCERE CAUSA.
MISERERE.

Fuga Trionfale

Ad inferos vehor extremae laetitiae !
Denique introibo ubi magna arborea radicat umbras.
Adsideravit.
Rursus limina surrexunt, nondum existescere coepi
sub pace trepidante ignissimae lunae.
Ad inferos vehor extremae laetitiae !

Preghiera

Dessous le blanc rosier je m'illumine en plein !

Marcia Cerimoniale

Sempervirens panica rosa
obliquitans luces mortisque me invenit
fui parva sparsa beluilla nanciscor sub mucillagine
cupiens aliquot deos,
praeter omnes cerere, Pan et Cibelem
"Hei, viator" inquam "dignabere ?"
"Hei, dignabere ?"
Abscondo sacra in memoria et purpurea in tremore pervigil
"Hei viator, dignabere ?"

Mara Paltrinieri

Elevazione

Riposa sul petto di una morbida compagna
crine di viola eletta dolceridente Saffo
posero intorno al petto fiori di loto ed intrecci di collane
io sono vecchio, ascoltami, sei bella
con quei capelli lunghi e quella veste d'oro
hai cosi' vaga l'anima
voce di cigno sul fluire ondoso dello Xanto
incoronata lei da quei capelli biondi,
desiderio...

Alceo, Alcmane, Ibico

Pastorale

Et quia potes es quisquam venies victurus
necans diffusam mortem albedo ad carnem trahens
ergo in una aut Deum aut pupum te visero
ego puellula olim rapta fide te visero !
Ut quod demonstrandum erat,
vibrante gratia more geometrico vel amoroso fiat !

Mara Paltrinieri

Ode

Free fly the seagulls,
they're white on the geometrical spatial line of many many lands,
plumed voyagers, noble gipsies,
nomads only at the price of their plumes,
vanishing at the surface of the water on the vertex of dots.
Far away, far away in time
he had a body and a mouth
far away, far away in time
beyond the opaque padded border line
free fly the seagulls...
Grey silent sky, flight of gulls skimming over the sea.
I miss...

Vespertilia

Is it to die my night ?
Tonight I dreamt a plan streaked of freshness,
today, I lied in a water urn and like a relic I rested.
Is it to die my night ?
The endless time consumes me like a rustle.
When night vanishes, a gloomy weep colour and we remain, just carried away.
Now that's night my life seems to be a corolla of darkness.
Is it to die my night ?
The marble kiss is on my lips, just carried away...
When I find a word in this silence of mine, it's dug in my life as an abyss.
This sadness of returns had stolen my sleep.
Is it to die my night ?
To enjoy just an instant of initial life, carried away...

G. Ungaretti