Montecute
Coil Lyrics


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To me, fair friend,
You never can be old.
For as you were, when first your eye,
I eyed,
Such seems you beuaty still.
Three winters cold have full forrests shook three summers pride.
Three beautious springs to yellow autumn turned.
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot junes burned.
Since first I saw you fresh which later waned.
Ahh, yet doth beauty like a dour hand
Steal from his figure, only pace percieved.
So your sweet hue, which me thinks still doth stand
Hath motion and mine eye may be decieved.




For fear of which, hear this thou age unbread
Air you were born was beatious summer dead.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Coil's "Montecute" are a poetic tribute to the timeless beauty of a beloved individual. The singer addresses this person as a "fair friend" who never grows old in their eyes, because their beauty remains as captivating as it was when first beheld. The passing of seasons is evoked, with three years of winters, summers, and springs having been witnessed, each with its own unique scents and sights.


Despite the inevitability of time and its effects on physical form, the singer affirms that the beauty of this person endures even as it transforms. The metaphor of a thief stealing away form and pace is introduced, suggesting that beauty may fade but never entirely vanish. The final lines speak of fear that the person's beauty may only appear to persist, and that time has overtaken them unseen, as "Air you were born was beatious summer dead."


The lyrics of "Montecute" reflect on the transient nature of life and the power of beauty to transcend it. The song is a somber meditation on the fleetingness of existence, as well as a celebration of the enduring presence of love and admiration. Through its rich language and striking imagery, the song speaks to the heart of what it means to be human.


Line by Line Meaning

To me, fair friend,
Addressing a beautiful and beloved friend


You never can be old.
You will always be beautiful and never age in my eyes.


For as you were, when first your eye, I eyed,
From the moment I saw you, you were beautiful.


Such seems you beuaty still.
Your beauty has endured over time.


Three winters cold have full forrests shook three summers pride.
I have witnessed three harsh winters take down the pride of three summers.


Three beautious springs to yellow autumn turned.
Three beautiful springs have turned into a yellow autumn.


In process of the seasons have I seen,
Over time, I have seen the seasons change.


Three April perfumes in three hot junes burned.
I have seen three April perfumes burn in three hot Junes.


Since first I saw you fresh which later waned.
Since I first saw you, you have lost some of your freshness.


Ahh, yet doth beauty like a dour hand
But beauty fades like a wilted flower.


Steal from his figure, only pace percieved.
It steals from the overall appearance, only noticeable over time.


So your sweet hue, which me thinks still doth stand
Your beautiful appearance, which I still see.


Hath motion and mine eye may be decieved.
But it changes, and I may be deceived by that change.


For fear of which, hear this thou age unbread
Because of that fear, listen to me, you who are young


Air you were born was beatious summer dead.
The beautiful summer was dead before you were born.




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