Vigilia Nocturna
A resonant bass soloist, cathedral organ, and polyphonic vocal textures transform night-shift duty into sacred art.
The stories behind Vigilia Nocturna
- Vigilia Nocturna and the Solemn Depths of Choral Polyphony — A resonant bass soloist, cathedral organ, and polyphonic vocal textures transform night-shift duty into sacred art.
- Vigilia Nocturna and the Deep Watch of the Sub-Basement — Exploring the essential nocturnal maintenance of medical gases, backup power, and infant incubators.
Lyrics
Medeia nocte, medeia nocte,
The world was dormant,
the spirit in our
hearts.
The corridor's cold in the third hour
of night, far below towers of
medicine light. The brotherhood
gathereth where pipes run deep, to
tend the machines while the sufferers sleep.
With oil and with slather, with
meter and fill,
We shift in the dark to the unuttered
way, The pressure must hold,
the vapor must rise,
this morning awake into sorrowful
cries.
All works eternal abide
with us. The Transformers
come in a tranquil refrain,
banishing darkness and banishing pain.
Vigilia nocturna, costos de
coris The Biomed brotherhood sings
in the deep Keeping the process
while sickness doth sleep
No parade on the highway, no laurel
of pride Yes, by your vision the
breath does abide,
the hand that restoreth, the horse that
it loves.
The pressure is fifty,
the oxygen pure, The infant
incubator, warm and secure.
Let all light creepeth through ground level
paths,
another after an affliction of paths.
We lay down our instruments out
to the floor,
and quietly shudder the sub
-basement floor. Oh,
fish in the water, the stars they fall
in, the behemoth of the woods sings
in the deep,
Keeping the horses while the sickness doth sleep,
No parade on the highway, no lull of
pride,
As by a feast on the belt that abides,
The hand that restored the
hearts
that it was
A road of surges
The woods of sleep
