What the Sherpa knows, Angelo Branduardi

[poulpette]

This song by Italian singer Angelo Branduardi (sung in French) is something of a psychedelic UFO. The tune is particularly good at coming up uninvited too, if, like me, you're prone to earworm yourself with a stray thought (in which case, I'm sorry).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q48w9PrLPAs

English version of the lyrics, don't worry if it makes little sense (or none at all), even in French it doesn't.

WHAT THE SHERPA KNOWS
( E. Roda-Gil - Branduardi)

Distrust what shines little girl,
Serious words which you do not understand
Somebody will come between March and daffodils
To tell you what the blind sees

The snow of the distant summits where everything shines
The breadcrumbs and the clear water which you drink
Will come one day to explain to you girl
To tell you what the blind sees

That the hours pass, blue,
Everything arrives and will arrive
And you will see

You will see what sees the Sherpa
You will see
You will see what the blind sees

And you will know what the Sherpa knows…

Little import the hours
That the time counts for you
Only count the minutes
Which look like what you will be
And you will know what the Sherpa knows…

Distrust what shines little girl
Of those who speak without speaking of you
Do not wait before March for daffodils
And you will see what the blind sees …
And you will know what the Sherpa knows

I am sorry, really. ( I blame snorkey, he's the one who's shown it to me first, and now I can't escape it.)