I Don't Speak Latin
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Plug for "Cupid's Fire"
RECITAL WEDNESDAY NIGHT AT 5:30. featuring a lutinist and my studio... Lots of lewd (hahaha... lute...) songs. Mine goes like this:
Beauty, since you so much desire,
to know the place of Cupid's fire:
About you somewhere doth it rest,
Yet never harboured in your breast:
Nor gout-like in your heel or toe;
What fool would seek Love's flame so low?
But a little higher,
But a little higher,
There, there, oh there,
Lies Cupid's fire.
;)
Come on out, it'll be good times!
(And hopefully I'll have a voice by then *fucking cold*)
Beauty, since you so much desire,
to know the place of Cupid's fire:
About you somewhere doth it rest,
Yet never harboured in your breast:
Nor gout-like in your heel or toe;
What fool would seek Love's flame so low?
But a little higher,
But a little higher,
There, there, oh there,
Lies Cupid's fire.
;)
Come on out, it'll be good times!
(And hopefully I'll have a voice by then *fucking cold*)