Elliot Valentine Lee, Mel Hornyak - Your Face
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JÓzef
You go to bed at midnight
Hao
On some nights you snore
It reminds me i don’t have to live alone
(hao settles down by the windowsill.)
JÓzef
You sit there in the morning
Hao
Watching night sky turn to day
JÓzef
In the light your eyes glow
I think of burztyn trapped in stone
Honey-beer, elderberries
Seeds of something sweet
Were sown across your cheeks
Your skin turns copper
Toasted by the heat
Could you show me your face again?
JÓzef/hao
We both do the cooking
Hao
You say my rice is dry
You cook it to a big lumpy paste
JÓzef/hao
Our english is improving
JÓzef
We learn more words to share
Hao
In the light your lips shine
I wonder how they taste
Peaches, summer grass
Colors from evening skies
Skin so thin that pink shines through
Sunflower centers
Blooming in your eyes
Could you show me your face again?
JÓzef
I take him dancing one evening
Hao
Why not? i go with him
JÓzef
The beer is cheap
Hao
The music’s loud
JÓzef
I hope he hears me over the crowd:
Did you know americans drink orange juice at breakfast?
Hao
I can get used to that
JÓzef
Not too sweet?
Hao
Not for me
I can get used to that
(smiles, placing two fingers inside józef’s waist band)
Is there anything wrong with some more sweetness in your life?
JÓzef
I don’t know
(placing his fingers over hao’s)
Maybe i can get used to that
(they sway back and forth gently, dancing with their fingers only.)
Hao
I don’t have the words for what i want
JÓzef
I don’t know the words for what i want
Hao/jÓzef
And if i did i couldn’t say them here
There are no words for what i want
There is no dance for what i want
But that look in your eyes
Makes everything clear
(after their dance, the light melts back to that of their shared room.)
Hao
We don’t go back next week
Did i do something wrong?
JÓzef
I save up more and buy a phonograph
(jÓzef presents the phonograph to hao, dropping the needle. it’s the same song from the bar. hao is stunned.)
JÓzef
It is not the newest
I am sorry it’s not —
(hao kisses him. they dance.)
Hao
I can get used to that
You go to bed at midnight
Hao
On some nights you snore
It reminds me i don’t have to live alone
(hao settles down by the windowsill.)
JÓzef
You sit there in the morning
Hao
Watching night sky turn to day
JÓzef
In the light your eyes glow
I think of burztyn trapped in stone
Honey-beer, elderberries
Seeds of something sweet
Were sown across your cheeks
Your skin turns copper
Toasted by the heat
Could you show me your face again?
JÓzef/hao
We both do the cooking
Hao
You say my rice is dry
You cook it to a big lumpy paste
JÓzef/hao
Our english is improving
JÓzef
We learn more words to share
Hao
In the light your lips shine
I wonder how they taste
Peaches, summer grass
Colors from evening skies
Skin so thin that pink shines through
Sunflower centers
Blooming in your eyes
Could you show me your face again?
JÓzef
I take him dancing one evening
Hao
Why not? i go with him
JÓzef
The beer is cheap
Hao
The music’s loud
JÓzef
I hope he hears me over the crowd:
Did you know americans drink orange juice at breakfast?
Hao
I can get used to that
JÓzef
Not too sweet?
Hao
Not for me
I can get used to that
(smiles, placing two fingers inside józef’s waist band)
Is there anything wrong with some more sweetness in your life?
JÓzef
I don’t know
(placing his fingers over hao’s)
Maybe i can get used to that
(they sway back and forth gently, dancing with their fingers only.)
Hao
I don’t have the words for what i want
JÓzef
I don’t know the words for what i want
Hao/jÓzef
And if i did i couldn’t say them here
There are no words for what i want
There is no dance for what i want
But that look in your eyes
Makes everything clear
(after their dance, the light melts back to that of their shared room.)
Hao
We don’t go back next week
Did i do something wrong?
JÓzef
I save up more and buy a phonograph
(jÓzef presents the phonograph to hao, dropping the needle. it’s the same song from the bar. hao is stunned.)
JÓzef
It is not the newest
I am sorry it’s not —
(hao kisses him. they dance.)
Hao
I can get used to that
