My Wife With Champagne Shoulders
Mark Isham Lyrics


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@beatrixsieger6555

L'union libre [Freedom of Love]"

My wife with the hair of a wood fire
With the thoughts of heat lightning
With the waist of an hourglass
With the waist of an otter in the teeth of a tiger
My wife with the lips of a cockade and of a bunch of stars of the last magnitude
With the teeth of tracks of white mice on the white earth
With the tongue of rubbed amber and glass
My wife with the tongue of a stabbed host
With the tongue of a doll that opens and closes its eyes
With the tongue of an unbelievable stone
My wife with the eyelashes of strokes of a child's writing
With brows of the edge of a swallow's nest
My wife with the brow of slates of a hothouse roof
And of steam on the panes
My wife with shoulders of champagne
And of a fountain with dolphin-heads beneath the ice
My wife with wrists of matches
My wife with fingers of luck and ace of hearts
With fingers of mown hay
My wife with armpits of marten and of beechnut
And of Midsummer Night
Of privet and of an angelfish nest
With arms of seafoam and of riverlocks
And of a mingling of the wheat and the mill
My wife with legs of flares
With the movements of clockwork and despair
My wife with calves of eldertree pith
My wife with feet of initials
With feet of rings of keys and Java sparrows drinking
My wife with a neck of unpearled barley
My wife with a throat of the valley of gold
Of a tryst in the very bed of the torrent
With breasts of night
My wife with breasts of a marine molehill
My wife with breasts of the ruby's crucible
With breasts of the rose's spectre beneath the dew
My wife with the belly of an unfolding of the fan of days
With the belly of a gigantic claw
My wife with the back of a bird fleeing vertically
With a back of quicksilver
With a back of light
With a nape of rolled stone and wet chalk
And of the drop of a glass where one has just been drinking
My wife with hips of a skiff
With hips of a chandelier and of arrow-feathers
And of shafts of white peacock plumes
Of an insensible pendulum
My wife with buttocks of sandstone and asbestos
My wife with buttocks of swans' backs
My wife with buttocks of spring
With the sex of an iris
My wife with the sex of a mining-placer and of a platypus
My wife with a sex of seaweed and ancient sweetmeat
My wife with a sex of mirror
My wife with eyes full of tears
With eyes of purple panoply and of a magnetic needle
My wife with savanna eyes
My wife with eyes of water to he drunk in prison
My wife with eyes of wood always under the axe
My wife with eyes of water-level of level of air earth and fire

Andre Breton, Poems of André Breton: A Bilingual Anthology



@AvatarBowler

This is a bit of a late reply, but I figure I could give you guys my best guess and see if you agree with it.

The title implies that the subject of the song is not only married, but he loves her in such a way that the most infatuating aspect of her body is her shoulders, at least in his opinion (for example, some men like a woman’s eyes, some like a woman’s legs, etc.).

To give you an idea of what I’m talking about, imagine a man and a woman standing next to each other, except the man is slightly taller than her. The man is right behind her, ready to touch her gently on the shoulders as if he’s holding something fragile. As he touches her, they close their eyes and enjoy the moment together. She tilts her head to her left and rests it on his chest while keeping her eyes closed, takes a deep breath, and appears to be comfortable with the way things are going. (If you want, you could take it a step further and imagine them kissing in this position.) That’s what I imagine while hearing this song.

Why would I imagine that? Well, think of champagne in general. I think most people would imagine champagne in a tall, thin glass, such as the ones served at fancy and expensive parties. Holding a glass of champagne requires a bit of caution, because one clumsy moment means the glass would break and the drink would be ruined, and no one would want that to happen.

Putting all of this together, where am I going with this? I think we have a song where a man loves his wife and wants to treat her with as much care as he can possibly give because he sees her as delicate and valuable and intoxicating, like a REALLY good glass of champagne. He only thinks of her shoulders like that because, as I said, he fantasizes about that part of her the most and likes to touch her there the most. He also doesn’t want to lose her for as long as they live, like a partygoer trying to not be clumsy with their champagne and drop it on the floor.

Hope this helps. 😁



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@JohnGeorgeHill

I own a lot of Mark Isham. This piece is one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've had the pleasure to hear.

@ribpaie

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@juliejurek5792

I have this song on my Pure Moods CD every once and I while I bring it out and when it comes to this song it brings my emotions to a halt. Most lovely composition I have ever heard...to this day! I told my BFF to play at my funeral. Just bring everyone in the room to a calming moment to be remembered and my spirit being transcended into heaven. Now isn't that a thought.

@juliejurek5792

@UTexas Nurse I never thought anyone would respond on this youTube webpage responses are pretty old! Just had to add my 2 cents! Glad you like the idea!

@societyofroodest.590ad9

This is the most beautiful piece of music ever. Yet, it is somewhat sad to me. I love it.

@brienmaybe.4415

Like going back into a ballroom after eveyone left and the party is over and just sit in a chair and feel the resonance before you leave to go home.
Edit also a great song to play while your wife sleeps in the passenger seat during the ride home. As you drink her in at the stop lights and under those warm hazy orange highway lights and arrive home safely after a great night.

@BladesAndDiamonds

Very pretty. The "Pure moods" cd brought me here. Amazing cd!

@akimhaidoussi3540

Broute your foufe ?

@godisgoodatht

Same. You can still get one on eBay but scarce. And a little expensive for brand new. I've played my CD so much it's significantly scratched. Wish I would have ripped the original and put it away and played a copy CDR

@BladesAndDiamonds

@@godisgoodatht Oh that’s awesome! I might do that. :)

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