Testi Soundtracks :: M

Rosa:

Love is but a word that wandered here from pastures green

Where it was rarely said or seen and seldom sung.

Innocent enough, it was intended to be used on rare occasions.

Not abused by every tongue.

Rarely has a word been ever taken so in vain.

What little meaning might remain is quickly blurred.

Never has there been so quite exhausted such a term -

Your sighs and syllables confirmed how drained this word.



Rosa:

You call it love.

I call it rude.

I call it lust.

I call it lewd.

I call it cruel.

I cannot bear

To call it love.

I think it foul.

I think it vile.

No more I'll take

of cunning guile.

You're worse than bad:

You give to sin

The name of love.



Jasper:

I call it love.

You call it rude.

You think me just

A bit too crude.

And I the fool,

Yet I still dare

To call it love.

I see you scowl,

You see me smile.

'Tis you I'll break!

I've no denial

My words are mad:

I speak them in the name of love.



Rosa:

Rose Bud, the dainty little face whose every curl

Confirms that she's a child, a girl, a neophyte:

Rosa is the only soul in Cloisterham, it seems,

Who senses just the sort of dreams you dream at night.

Did you think your stare would stop my seeing?

Every fibre of my being told me since I was betrothed

That your most unnatural attention conjures words I dare not mention.

You must know how much I loathed.



Rosa: To know your wants.

To see your clutch.

To hear your

To feel your touch

A dreadful task

To even speak

The name of love.



I will not fear

My tragic plight!

I have a choice -

I'll take to flight!

I'll not permit

You to desecrate

The name of love!



And in the moonfall,

Can you not see this victim, and lo,

his slave

Save me -

And yet he seems so in pain!

John, you make me like stone,

Transfixed with wonder,

Mixed with the thunder

Of this love.

Your name of love is chilling to me!



Jasper:

You know my wants

to need not clutch.

You have no choice.

Is it so much

For me to ask?

I only seek

The name of love.



I love to hear

The angry bite

of your fair voice!

One blazing night,

You will submit

And give your fate

The name of love!



And in the moonfall

Can you not free this victim you so

Enslave?

Save me,

And let these dreams remain

Awake my own,

Transfixed with one...

Of this love.

My all, my love,

Your name is love and thrilling to me!



Rosa & Jasper:

Beneath these skies one night unknown,

would (s)he dare?

Between our eyes one sight alone we share:

The sight of moonfall

As it comes into view...



Rosa:

So that

Soon I

only see but

You!



Jasper:

So I promise that you shall be

Soon a golden idol whom I

Own and love and lead into a

Sea of light! 'Tis but the falling

Moon!