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Happy The Golden Prince

アーティスト：Robyn Hitchcock  作詞：HITCHCOCK ROBYN ROWAN  作曲：HITCHCOCK ROBYN ROWAN 

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Twenty-five hours of love in the life of "Happy the Golden Prince Rides Again", his sluggish purple crest flopping over his dotty eyes as he casts a revolting shadow over the courtyard. For many years he had played by himself in the vaults and turrets of his father's castle, occasionally drawing back the musty curtains of burgundy red that masked him from the challenging sun or the ovulating moon. He would lurch past the flies on the windowsill like a figurehead through a bag of dust, tip over the battlements and cough himself rigid until white tears tumbled sluggishly from the slot in his neck. He would watch them recede into the fiery blue waters of the living moat and hiss with amusement as each drop animated into a steel grey tadpole that writhed and dipped away towards the bank. One lurid afternoon Happy was surprised to see an ex-tadpole of his develop into something he had never before seen. For, living alone as he did, with only mirrors for company, he knew nothing of women. The creature stood motionless on the opposite bank, her alabaster limbs beckoning him from his father's hall. It was weird. She seemed as still and cold as a statue. Indeed Happy fancied he saw ivy curling 'round her feet, yet her very stillness challenged the foetid breeze that stirred the trees and shrubs about the moat. Happy sensed that she was important. Then suddenly she opened both her eyes for what must have been the first time, and he saw that they were trained on him. They were of a powerful matte strawberry hue, and they shone with the luster of newly-opened chestnuts. Her left hand dipped slightly and her mouth turned up at the corner, as if to finally dispel any doubts as to her existence. A creeper that dangled flaccidly from the nearest turret-top brushed against the shoulders of the purple-headed prince as he stood, pinned like a butterfly on a dartboard, transfixed but still writhing at her beauty. Her sneer increased to a smile and, as it did, Happy felt like a bottle of ginger beer that someone had shaken violently and was about to open. Giddily, he swung himself onto the battlements, grabbed the idle creeper, and swung across the water toward the princess. He landed with a milky squelch at her side and beneath an extraordinarily gnarled sumac tree. Instantly she leapt away, giving the lie to her immobility. This was flesh and blood!



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