King Crimson - Lizard. Мультфильм “Сказка Сказок“, реж. Юрий Норштейн
King Crimson - Cirkus (including Entry of the Chameleons)
Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds,
Fused my dust from a light year,
Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon,
Strung my warp across time.
Gave me each horse, sunrise and graveyard,
Told me only I was her;
Bid me face the east closed me in questions
Built the sky for my dawn...
Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
Zebra ride to the Cirkus,
Past a painted cage,
spoke to the paybox glove
Which wrote on my tongue -
Pushed me down a slide to the arena,
Megaphonium fanfare
In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
Bid me join the parade...
“Worship!“ - cried the clown. “I’m a T.V.
Making bandsmen go clockwork,
See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman;
Bareback ladies have fish.“
Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman,
Acrobatically juggling -
Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
Lest the mirror stop turning...