Pannonica
Monk T Lyrics
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Light as air and able to fly
Lost songs no bliss while they're waiting for her kiss
Pannonica my butterfly.
Fluttering one fair and bright as the sun
Light as wind embrassing the sky
Colorful wings soft and gaily painted things
Like the lovely flowers i'll wait for hours
Just to fell that touch the touch i love so much
One day she'll flutter by and i'll hold out my hand
cnd capture my butterfly.
Deliicate things such as butterfly wings
Poets can't describle though they try
Love played the tune while she steps from her cacoon
Pannonica my lovely, lovely little butterfly.
In the song "Pannonica" by Monk T, the lyrics paint a vivid and delicate picture of a butterfly, symbolizing beauty, grace, and freedom. The first two lines of the verse describe the butterfly as "softer than silk and as warm as warm milk," highlighting its delicate and gentle nature. The imagery of being "light as air and able to fly" emphasizes the butterfly's agility and ethereal quality, capturing a sense of freedom and grace in its movements.
The lyrics go on to describe how the lost songs find bliss as they wait for the butterfly's kiss, indicating that the presence of the butterfly brings a sense of joy and beauty to the world around it. The repetition of "Pannonica my butterfly" suggests a deep admiration and affection for this creature, with the name "Pannonica" giving the butterfly a sense of identity and uniqueness.
The following stanza continues to exalt the butterfly, describing it as "fluttering one fair and bright as the sun" and "light as wind embracing the sky." The colorful wings and cheerful appearance of the butterfly are highlighted, evoking a sense of wonder and enchantment. The repeated phrase "Pannonica my butterfly" reinforces the admiration and awe felt towards this creature.
The final verse captures a sense of longing and anticipation as the singer expresses their willingness to wait for hours just to feel the butterfly's touch. The imagery of the butterfly emerging from its cocoon symbolizes transformation and renewal, suggesting that encountering Pannonica brings about a sense of rebirth and beauty. The closing line, "Pannonica my lovely, lovely little butterfly," encapsulates the overall sentiment of affection and reverence for this exquisite creature, celebrating its beauty and grace in a poetic and enchanting manner.
Line by Line Meaning
Softer than silk and as warm as warm milk
As gentle as fine fabric and comforting like a soothing drink
Light as air and able to fly
Weightless and with the freedom of flight
Lost songs no bliss while they're waiting for her kiss
Melodies go unheard until she bestows her affection
Pannonica my butterfly.
My delicate and graceful butterfly.
Fluttering one fair and bright as the sun
A lively and radiant being like the sun
Light as wind embracing the sky
Graceful and carefree, soaring through the heavens
Colorful wings soft and gaily painted things
Vibrant and elegantly adorned wings
Pannonica my butterfly.
My enchanting butterfly.
Like the lovely flowers I'll wait for hours
Patiently anticipating her beauty like a blooming blossom
Just to feel that touch the touch I love so much
Yearning for her tender caress that brings joy
One day she'll flutter by and I'll hold out my hand
Anticipating the moment she graces me with her presence
And capture my butterfly.
To embrace and cherish my delicate butterfly.
Delicate things such as butterfly wings
Fragile elements like the wings of a butterfly
Poets can't describe though they try
Even poets struggle to capture her essence in words
Love played the tune while she steps from her cocoon
Love guides her transformation into a beautiful being
Pannonica my lovely, lovely little butterfly.
My adored and cherished butterfly full of grace.
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@LEauReine
Softer than silkย
And as warm as warm milkย
Light as air and able to fly
Blossoms know bliss
While they're waitin for her kiss
Pannonica my butterfly
Fluttering one
Fair and bright as the sun
light as wind embracing the sky
Colorful wingsย
Soft and gaily painted things
Pannonica my butterfly
Like the lovely flowers
I wait for hoursย
Just to feel that touch
The touch that I love so much
One day she'll flutter by
I'll hold out my hand
And capture my butterfly
Delicate thingsย
Such as butterfly wings
Poets can't describeย
Though they try
Love played a tune
When she stepped from her coccoon
Pannonica my butterfly
@hedgeclipper418
learning to play this song has really made me appreciate Monk's genius. None of the usual Jazz cliches and structures are present, but it is still totally consistent somehow. His style is so unique. I wish I could see the keyboard through his eyes.
@MrTubular13
monk "saw" he keyboard with his ears
@johntravena119
hedgeclipper418 Chinese landscape painters have a very high regard for naivete, that one's own unique unlearned originality is to be carefully protected & that once lost it may never be found again. Although Monk was technically a very good pianist, whenever I listen to him I feel like a child again & I believe this is from that spirit of play or naivete - in a profound genius sense of the word. I would've loved Monk had I heard him as a child.
@unruhLEE1
I learned to play it in a community college ensemble in Oakland, California about 6 years ago, too, and definitely had the same experience of appreciating Monk tremendously more from it. I learned it on clarinet, and later on keyboard. It remains one of my favorite songs.
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@LEauReine
Softer than silkย
And as warm as warm milkย
Light as air and able to fly
Blossoms know bliss
While they're waitin for her kiss
Pannonica my butterfly
Fluttering one
Fair and bright as the sun
light as wind embracing the sky
Colorful wingsย
Soft and gaily painted things
Pannonica my butterfly
Like the lovely flowers
I wait for hoursย
Just to feel that touch
The touch that I love so much
One day she'll flutter by
I'll hold out my hand
And capture my butterfly
Delicate thingsย
Such as butterfly wings
Poets can't describeย
Though they try
Love played a tune
When she stepped from her coccoon
Pannonica my butterfly
@sorenhvenegaard6374
Whose lyrics?
@LEauReine
+Soren Hvenegaard Also Monk
@sorenhvenegaard6374
Monk wrote lyrics? Neat.