Maria Teresa Teresa Maria (Live)-Laurie Anderson

歌手 : Laurie Anderson

专辑 : The Ugly One With The Jewels And Other Stories

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:43

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TXT Maria Teresa Teresa Maria (Live)-Laurie Anderson 文本歌词

Maria Teresa Teresa Maria (Live) - Laurie Anderson

Last spring I spent a week in a convent in the midwest

I'd been invited there to do a

Series of seminars on language

They'd gotten my name from a list in washington

From a brochure that described my work as

Deals with the spiritual issues of our time

Undoubtedly a blurb I had written myself

Because of this and also because men

Were not allowed to enter the convert

They asked me to come out

The night I arrived they had a party

For me in a nearby town

In a downstairs lounge of a crystal

Lane's bowling alley

The alley was reserved for the nuns

For their tuesday night tournaments

It was a pizza party

And the lounge was decorated to look like a cave

Every surface was covered with that spray on rock

That's usually used for soundproofing in this case

It had the opposite effect: it amplified every sound

Now the nuns were in the middle

Of their annual tournament playoffs

And we could hear all the bowling balls

Rolling very slowly down the aisles above us

Making the rock club stalactites

Tremble and resonate

Finally the pizza arrived and the mother superior

Began to bless the food

Now this woman normally had a

Gruffed low pitched

Speaking voice but as soon as she

Began to pray her voice rose

Became pure bell like like a child's

The prayer went on and on increasing

In volume each time a sister got a strike

Rising in pitch dear father in heaven

The next day I was scheduled to begin

This seminar on language

I'd been very struck by this prayer and

I wanted to talk about how

Women's voices rise in pitch

When they're asking for things

Especially from men

But it was odd every time I set

A time for the seminar

There was some reason to postpone it

The potatoes had to be dug out

Or a busload of old people would

Appear out of nowhere

And have to be shown around

So I never actually did the seminar

But I spent a lot of time there

Walking around the grounds

And looking at all the crops

Which were all labeled

And there was also a neatly laid out cemetery

Hundreds of identical white crosses in rows

And there were labeled maria

Teresa maria teresa

Teresa maria and the only sadder cemetery

I saw was last summer in switzerland

And I was dragged there by a

Hermann hesse fanatic

Very serecirely swide

Who had never recovered from reading

And one hot august morning

When the sky was quiet

We made a pilgrimage to the cemetery

We brought a lot of flowers and we

Finally found his grave

It was marked with a huge fur tree and

A mammoth stone

That said hesse in huge helvetica bold letters

It looked more like a marquee than a tombstone

And around the corner was this

Tiny stone for his wife

Nina and on it was one word auslander foreigner

And this made me so sad and so mad

That I was sorry

I'd brought the flowers anyway I

Decided to leave the flowers

Along with a mean note and it read

Even though you're not my favorite

Writer by long shots

I leave these flowers on your resting spot