Текст песни The Murder Mystery (The Velvet Underground) с переводом

Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic

Requiring memories

Both lovely and guilt free

Lurid and lovely with twilight of ages

Luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter

Laconic giggles

Ennui fort the passions

In order to justify most spurious desires

Rectify moments

Most serious and urgent

To hail upon the face of most odious time

Requiring replies most facile and vacuous

With words nearly singed

With the heartbeat of passions

Spew forth with the grace of a tart going under

Subject of great concern

Noble origin

Denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns

Skewer the sieve of optical sewer

Release the handle that holds all the gates up

Puncture the eyeballs that seep all the muck up

Read all the books and the people worth reading

And still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling

Please raise the flag

Rosy red carpet envy

English used here

Is messenger is nervous

It’s no fun at all

Out here in the hall

Mister moonlight

Succulent smooth and gorgeous

Isn’t it nice?

We’re number One and so forth

Isn’t it sweet

Being unique?

For screeching and yelling and various offenses

Lower the queen and bend her over the tub

Against the state, the country, the committee

Hold her head under the water please for an hour

For groveling and spewing and various offenses

Puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow

The inverse, the obverse, the converse, the reverse

The sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow

For suitable reckonings too numerous to mention

As the queen is fat she is devoured by rats

There is one way to skin a cat

Or poison a rat it is hetero

Four hear to three forthrightly stated"

Relent

And obverse

And inverse

And perverse

And reverse

The inverse

Of perverse

And reverse

And reverse

And reverse

And reverse

And chop it

And pluck it

And cut it

And spit it

And sew it

To joy

On the edge

Of a cyclops

And spinet it

To rage

On the edge

Of a cylindrical minute

Put down that rag

Simpering, callow and morose

Who let you in?

If I knew, then I could get out

The murder you see

Is a mystery to me

Dear Mister Muse

Fellow of wit and gentry

Medieval ruse

Filling the shallow and empty

Fools that duel

Duel in pools

To Rembrandt and Oswald

To peanuts and ketchup

Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes

Up to the stand with your foot on the bible

As king I must order and constantly arouse

If you swear to catch up and throw up and up up

A king full of virgin kiss me and spin it

Excuse to willow and wander dark wonders

Divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat

The fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms

The king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe

The torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry

And set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse

Tantalize poets with visions of grandeur

Their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost

As the living try hard to retain what the dead lost

With double dead sickness from writing at what cost

And business

And business

And reverse

And reverse

And set the brain reeling

The inverse

And perverse

Objections suffice

Apelike and tactile bassoon

Oboeing me

Cordon the virus' section

Off to the left

Is what is not right

English arcane

Tantamount here to frenzy

Passing for me

Lascivious elder passion

Corpulent filth

Disguised as silk

Contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom

I shall poison the city and sink it with fire

For Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor

The messenger’s wig seems fraught with desire

For blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies

The messenger’s skirt, would you please hook it higher

For children and adults all those under ninety

How truly disgusting. Would you please put it down?

A stray in this fray is no condom worth saving

As king I’m quite just, but it’s just quite impossible

A robe and a robe and a robe and a bat

No double class inverse could make lying worth dying

With cheap simian melodies

Hillbilly outgush

For illiterate ramblings

For cheap understanding

For mass understanding

The simple

The inverse

The compost

The reverse

The obtuse

And stupid

And business

And business

And cheap, stupid lyrics

And simple mass reverse

While the real thing is dying

Exit the pig

Enter the Owl and Gorgeous

King on the left

It on the right and primping

Adjusting his nose

As he reads from his scroll

Folksy knockwurst

Peel back the skin of French and

What do you find?

Follicles intertwinning

Succulent prose

Wrapped up in robes

Off with his head

Take his head from his neck off

Requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree

Put out his eyes, then cut his nose off

Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes

Scoop out his brain

Put a string where his ears were

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men

Swing the whole mess at the end of the wire

Scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor

Let the wire extend from the tip of a rose

Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh!

But retains the remnants of what once was a nose

Pass me my robe

Fill my bath up with water

Jumpsuit and pig meat

And making his fortune

While making them happy

With the inverse and obverse

And making them happy

And making them happy

With the coy and the stupid

Just another dumb lackey

Who puts out one thing

While singing the other

But the real thing’s alone

And it is no man’s brother

No one knows

No nose is good news and senseless

Extend the wine

Drink here, a toast to selfless

Ten year old port

Is perfect in court

Safety is nice

Not an unwise word spoken

Scary, bad dreams

Made safe in lovely songs

No doom or gloom

Allowed in this room

Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling

Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven

Skull silly wagon and justice and perverse

And reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse

Blueberry catalog, questionable earnings

Hustler’s lament and the rest will in due cry

To battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt

While chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt

Disease please seems the order of the day

Please the king, please the king, please the king day

Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling

Point of order return the king here to the ceiling

Oh, not to be whistled

Or studied or hummed or

Remembered at nights

When the I is alone

But to skewer and ravage

And savage and split

With the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit

To stun and to stagger with words as such stone

That those who do hear cannot again return home

Razzamatazz

There’s nothing on my shoulder

Lust is a must

Shaving my head’s made me bolder

Will you kindly read

What it was I brought thee

Hello to Ray

Hello to Godiva and Angel

Who let you in?

Isn’t it nice

The party?

Aren’t the lights

Pretty at night?

Sick leaf and sorrow and pincers not scissors

Regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage

Regards for the elders and youngest in carriage

Regard and regard for the inverse and perverse

And obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse

Regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel

From pump’s storing water, like brain is to marrow

X-ray and filthy and cutting and then peeling

To skin and to skin and to bone and to structure

To livid and pallid and turgid and structured

And structured and structured and structured and structured

And regard and refrain, and regard and refrain

The sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse

Contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething

For writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage

For sick with the body and sinister holy

The drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore

The valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling

The pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom

That has no effect for the sick with the see-saw

The inverse, obverse, converse, reverse of inverse

The diverse and converse of reverse and perverse

And sweet pyrotechnics, and let’s have another

Of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse

Hell’s graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains

The slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse

Plowing while it’s done away

Dumb and ready pig meat

Sick upon the carpet

Climb into the casket

Safe within the parapet

Sack is in the parapet

Pigs are out and growling

Slaughter by the seashore

See the lifeguard drowning

Sea is full of fishes

Fishes full of china

China plates are falling

All fall down

Sick and shiny carpet

Lie before my eyes-eyes

Lead me to the ceiling

Walk upon the wall-wall

Tender as the green grass

Drink the whisky horror

See the young girls dancing

Flies upon the beaches

Beaches are for sailors

Nuns across the sea-wall

Black hood horseman raging

Swordsman eating fire

Fire on the carpet

Set the house ablazing

Seize and bring it flaming

Gently to the ground-ground

Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune

Fat and full of love-juice

Drip it on the carpet

Down below the fire hose

Weep and whisky fortune

Sail me to the moon, dear

Drunken dungeon sailors

Headless Roman horsemen

The king and queen are empty

Their heads are in the outhouse

Fish upon the water

Bowl upon the saviour

Toothless wigged Laureate

Plain and full of fancy

Name upon a letterhead

Impressing all the wheat germ

Love you for a nickel

Maul you for a quarter

Set the casket flaming

Do not go gentle blazing

Sick upon the staircase

Sick upon the pulpit

Blood upon the pillow

Climb into the parapet

See the church bells gleaming

Knife that scrapes a sick plate

Dentures full of air holes

The tailor couldn’t mend straight

Shoot her full of air holes

Climbing up the casket

Take me to the casket

Teeth upon her red throat

Screw me in the daisies

Rip upon her holler

Snip the seas fantastic

Treat her like a sailor

Full and free and nervous

Out to make his fortune

Either this or that way

Sickly or in good health

Piss upon a building

Like a dog in training

Teach to heel or holler

Yodel on a sing song

Down upon the carpet

Tickle polyester

Sick within the parapet

Screwing for a dollar

Sucking on a fire-hose

Chewing on a rubber line

Tied to chairs and rarebits

Pay another player

Oh you’re such a good lad

Here’s another dollar

Tie him to the bedpost

Sick with witches' covens

Craving for a raw meat

Bones upon the metal

Sick upon the circle

Down upon the carpet

Down below the parapet

Waiting for your bidding

Pig upon the carpet

Tumenescent railroad

Neuro-anaesthesia analog

Ready for a good look

Drooling at the birches

Swinging from the birches

Succulent Nebraska