Lyrics The Rape of Lucretia, Op. 37: Here the thirsty evening - Sir Peter Pears feat. English Chamber Orchestra & Benjamin Britten

Here the thirsty evening has drunk the wine of light
Sated, the sun falls to the horizon
The ele- elephants sit on their backs like a heavy bear
Only the noise of crickets alleviates
The weight of this silent evening
Horses, sensing thunder, stand in their stables
Bullfrogs break their persistent float
Centurions curse their men, and their men curse their
Luck as they look towards those distant lights, which
Bedimmed by the diner, beckon through the night