| I’m in love with Witold Gombrowicz
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| That sombre Polish man
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| I journey to the end of night with Louis F. Celine
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| But when I’m tired of reading novels by melancholy authors
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| I bounce on an enormous trampoline
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| 'Pornographia', 'Ferdydurke', the Polish avant garde
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| I find Schšnberg's 'Verklarte Nacht' the loveliest thing I’ve heard
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| But when I’ve lost my taste for the highest and the best
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| I bounce, I bounce, I bounce with zest
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| I’m very fond of Karlheinz Stockhausen
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| 'Musique Concrete' excites me
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| Luciano Berio inflames my very being
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| But when I’ve left behind my passion for serial composition
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| I bite at an enormous tangerine
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| Giacomo Leopardi,
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| Stephane MallarmŽ
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| Diaghilev and Rilke
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| Lou Andreas Salome
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| But when I’ve lost my taste for the highest and the best
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| I bite, I bite, I bite with zest
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| I’m in love with Frederic Chopin and Isabelle Adjani
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| I play Charlotte Gainsbourg, Bambou and Jane Birkin at my party
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| But when the radiant night is over and the sun begins to shine
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| I kiss the simple lover who is mine
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| 'Pornographia', 'Ferdydurke', the Polish avant garde
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| I find Schšnberg's 'Verklarte Nacht' the loveliest thing I’ve heard
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| But when I’ve lost my taste for the highest and the best
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| I kiss, I kiss, I kiss with zest
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| Giacomo Leopardi, Stephane MallarmŽ
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| Diaghilev and Rilke, Lou Andreas Salome
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| But when I’ve lost my taste for the highest and the best
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| I laugh, I live, I love with the best |