Blue Sky Crush

A few things to say. I composed this song in 1982, fresh from reading of 'War and Peace'. Now I find a certain youthful verbiage in the lyrics, the song (naked and raw) has a 70s style. The recording of voice and guitar (live) is a few years old, rather sloppy, with bad mixing and excessive application of echo in some places.
To try to rescue it from its obvious banality, and to hide some of the errors and flaws, I've been arranging it these days using some vocal sampling as well, hoping to make it somewhat interesting.

Cover image: Louis-François Lejeune, "Visiting a Bivouac on the Eve of the Battle of Austerlitz, 1st December 1805" (1808). Musée de l’Histoire de France, Versailles.

English lyrics (rough translation)

The French counted the stars under Austerlitz
there had never seen so many fires lit in just one night
memories suspended in the winter, as cold as their hands
they had never been so pale, so skinny and far away
the emperor was dreaming or perhaps not sleeping
a woman he was waiting for in that night 
a war that was not waiting for him

the soldiers sang the cannons were silent
inside the chariots at the bottom of the plain 
the stars chased each other
the emperor drank, drank or maybe got drunk
a woman killed that night
a woman who smiled
the drunken emperor was looking
at that woman he did not know
Paris shrouded in a circle of smoke that was moving away

Paris woman dressed in black
Paris bride then already withered
Paris daughter of old Europe
Paris already betrayed
Paris bride dressed in dark
Paris woman then already grown up
Paris daughter of old Europe
Paris already lost

The French counted the wounded under Austerlitz
there had never seen so crosses hung in just one night
Suspended fragments of anger, hot as their hands
they had never been so pale, so alone and far away
the emperor was sleeping now he was dreaming
a woman who appeared that night 
a war that resembled him

the soldiers were silent the cannons smoked
in the hearts and at the bottom of the plain the voices hid 
the emperor drank, he drank now he got drunk
a woman he loved on that night
that woman frightened him
the drunken emperor was looking
that woman he recognised
Paris at the centre of a circle of light that drew closer

Paris woman dressed in white
Paris young frightened bride
Paris mother of new Europe
Paris already betrayed
Paris bride dressed in white
Paris woman then already grown up
Paris mother of new Europe
Paris already lost

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Music and lyrics by Michele Ansani (1982).
Posted on Soundcloud: 2024, July 2.

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