King Crimson - Lizard. Мультфильм “Сказка Сказок“, реж. Юрий Норштейн

King Crimson - Cirkus (including Entry of the Chameleons) Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds, Fused my dust from a light year, Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon, Strung my warp across time. Gave me each horse, sunrise and graveyard, Told me only I was her; Bid me face the east closed me in questions Built the sky for my dawn... Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty Zebra ride to the Cirkus, Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox glove Which wrote on my tongue - Pushed me down a slide to the arena, Megaphonium fanfare In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster Bid me join the parade... “Worship!“ - cried the clown. “I’m a T.V. Making bandsmen go clockwork, See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman; Bareback ladies have fish.“ Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman, Acrobatically juggling - Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers Lest the mirror stop turning...