The Cold Song // Paris’Click (Henry Purcell aria, John Dryden, King Arthur rock opera)

Публикуется не предмет того, что происходит на свете. К публикации на ютубе добавлено:

Extracted from Paris’Click debut album [RESET]

«In the future, they won’t say the times were dark. Rather they will ask : why were their poets silent», B. Brecht

A Richard Sepot film, starring Fernando Arrabal
Art directors : Laurence Imbert, Ophélia Grimm

D.O.P : Sarah Roussel, Richard Sepot
Coordinator : Mathieu Chateau-Degat
Editor : Marwan Mroweh, colorist : Laurent Hartmann
Sound Design : Studio Elegie
Hairdressing & Make-up : Virginia Ruault, Camille Delattre, Eva Moncadas, Mad Make up

Music : Paris’Click, H. Purcell (arrangement : Jérémy Lecoq)

Singing, Bass, Cello : Jérémy Lecoq, Harp : Ophélia Grimm, Guitar : Kired Olivier Dongala, Drums : Kevin Bedejus, Sound Mixing : Steve Prestage

Cold Genius : Jérémy Lecoq, Spring : Ophélia Grimm
Time Keeper : Victoria Sepot, Dark Angel : Fernando Arrabal
Adviser : Serge Dekramer, Guard : Dominique Oke
Muses : Shade Abayomi, Laura Hatchadourian, Elodie Landa
Culture Workers : Roxane Liaudet, Béatrice Mandelbrot
Stairs Man : Aurélien Bédéneau, Fire eater : Anthony Digne
Dancers : Julian Maniraho, Leila Seri, Cello actor : William Brunard
Crawlers : Shade Abayomi, Celia Clayre, Anthony Digne, Laura Hatchadourian, Elodie Landa, Roxane Liaudet, Julian Maniraho
Encyclopedists : Shade Abayomi, Axel Beaumont, Aurelien Bédéneau, Florian Bernard, Anthony Digne, Nicolas Dupouy, Mathilde Gentil, Haifa Gheribi, Laura Hatchadourian, Richard John-Davies, Elodie Landa, Julian Maniraho, Frederic Morel, Dominique Oke, Clemence Rey-Sourdey, Tony Sloh, Guillaume Tavi, Boris Vernis

SPECIAL THANKS : Luc Lambert, Fuad Kapidzic, Elegance Photo, David Jouary, Boris Vernis



Ну а так на сайте уже, само собой, есть версия Клауса Номи. Там и lyrics:

What Power art thou,
Who from below,
Hast made me rise,
Unwillingly and slow,
From beds of everlasting snow!

See’st thou not how stiff,
And wondrous old,
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold.

I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath.

Let me, let me,
Let me, let me,
Freeze again…
Let me, let me,
Freeze again to death!