Dido's Lament
Jeff Buckley Lyrics


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Thy hand, belinda, darkness shades me.
On thy bosom let me rest.
More I would, but death invades me.
Death is now a welcome guest.

When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast.
Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.




Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Jeff Buckley's song Dido's Lament are actually a translation of the final aria from Henry Purcell's opera Dido and Aeneas. In this song, we see Queen Dido bidding farewell to the world as she prepares to take her own life. Dido's despair is palpable in the opening lines as she pleads with Belinda, her dear friend and confidante, to provide solace in her final moments. The darkness that shadows her is a metaphor for the impending death that she welcomes with open arms.


As the song progresses, Dido becomes increasingly resigned to her fate. She knows that her time has come and that death is now unavoidable. In one of the most poignant lines, she declares that death is now a welcome guest. This acceptance of death is emblematic of Dido's state of mind as she prepares to take her own life. The final lines of the song express a desire for peace for those she leaves behind. Dido hopes that her death will not create any trouble for Belinda and that she will be remembered with fondness, even if her fate is forgotten.


Overall, Dido's Lament is a hauntingly beautiful song that captures the pain and sorrow of a life cut short. Jeff Buckley's interpretation of the song adds an additional layer of emotion to an already powerful piece of music.


Line by Line Meaning

Thy hand, belinda, darkness shades me.
I am in darkness, and your hand is what veils me from the light, Belinda.


On thy bosom let me rest.
Let me find peace on your chest as I go through my final moments.


More I would, but death invades me.
I wish I could keep living, but death is taking over me.


Death is now a welcome guest.
At this point, death doesn't seem like a terrible thing; it feels like a friend who has come to help.


When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
When my body is buried deep in the ground, I hope that the mistakes I made in my life will not cause you any pain.


No trouble in thy breast.
I don't want you to feel any conflict or distress in your heart because of me.


Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
Please think of me and remember me, but I urge you not to dwell on the tragic way in which I left this world.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

astrea59

Thank you for sharing this piece of eternal art with us. It sends shivers through my spine how the lyrics fit him so sadly well, especially the refrain

Remember me!
Remember me!
But Forget my fate
Remember me!
But Forget my fate

Always remember your music, your talent, your voice, you Jeff. Always.



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lifeisaudio

I feel incredibly blessed that someone recorded this.I'm so glad we all get to hear this. God.

Thom Buckley Cobain

Worth reading:
I hope that people who liked him resist the temptation to turn his life and death into some dumb romantic fantasy--he was so much better than that. Not everyone can get up and sing something they take a liking to and make it their own, sing true to their heart and be curious about all different strains of music. Corpus Christi Carol was a completely conceived interpretation. I'd never heard the piece before and when I heard the original I realised what Jeff had done was even more amazing. He'd taken it into his own world. That's something my favorite classical musicians can do, be themselves but use all that expertise to make the music more beautiful. Jeff did that naturally. Only a handful of people are capable of that. I was amazed when he did meltdown. I asked him what he wanted to sing and he said he'd like to do one of Mahler's Kindertotenlieder in the original German! Absolutely fucking fearless. He was convinced he could sing it without rehearsal, just because he liked it. In the end he did a Purcell song, Dido's Lament, which is in danger of sounding incredibly poignant in retrospect: 'Remember me but forget my fate'. But he also sang Boy With the Thorn In His Side because he liked it, and Grace to show something of himself. When he started singing Dido's Lament at the rehearsal, there were all these classical musicians who could not believe it. Here's a guy shuffling up on-stage and singing a piece of music normally thought to be the property of certain types of specifically developed voice, and he's just singing, not doing it like a party piece, but doing something with it. My last memory of him was at the little party in the green room afterwards. There were all these people sitting round Jeff who'd never met before - Fretwork, the viol group, a classical pianist and some jazz player --all talking and laughing about music. He'd charmed everybody. I'd much rather remember that than anything.
Elvis Costello from Mojo Magazine, August 1997.

kennytennessee

dead on. jeff made every song his own, even--perhaps especially--those that he did not write. thanks for sharing.

chenderhan

Thanks for sharing that. It's really cool.

Thomas Gonder

You really leave much to digest there! Kudos! I can't say that my initial reaction to your brief essay elicits an electric response. I've had some wine and I'm listening to Jeff doing Purcell? That is kinda mind blowing stuff right there.

el grace

It's spooky seeing this comment as I have just read this part in the Jeff Buckley: From Hallelujah To The Last Goodbye book

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Steven McBrien

The first time I ever heard this was years ago on a Radio 4 programme and it made my jaw fall. After it, I knew that I had an answer to anyone who might ask of me what was the most beautiful piece of music I had ever heard. I'm a massive Purcell fan and I've never heard anyone - Janet Baker, Catherine Bott, Emma Kirkby...no-one - ever match Buckley's performance here. Interestingly, on the programme in which I first heard this, there was an interview with one of the people in attendance that night. The man in question was a classically trained English musician, and he said words to the effect that he realised when hearing and watching Buckley that, despite all of his years of classical training and performance, he didn't know the first thing about music. As for myself, the closest I can come with human language to describing this performance and its effect on me is to say that he sounds to me like a seraph, one of the highest angels in heaven, in chronic pain. He sounds like a wounded angel. It is utterly exquisite, it is sublime and it is transcendent; I chose all of these words carefully.

Johnny Red

Steven McBrien Very,very well said my friend. I just find myself lucky to have the ability to listen to his beautiful music. It's not even music,more like food for the soul!

Diplomasaurus

Amen xx r.i.p.JB

Steven McBrien

@essentialpheny Thank you, it is! I heard this was it was aired. Ten years ago! My God. :/

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