[00:00.000] 作曲 : Matthew Philip Cerami
[01:51.709]"As I see my soul reflected in Nature,
[01:56.162]As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible
[02:00.644]completeness, sanity, beauty,
[02:05.665]See the bent head and arms folded over the breast,
[02:10.932]the Female I see."
[02:12.542]"Each belongs here or anywhere just as much as the well-off,
[02:22.391]just as much as you,
[02:24.853]Each has his or her place in the procession.
[02:31.570](All is a procession,
[02:35.118]The universe is a procession with measured and perfect motion)."
[02:53.062]"Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?
[02:57.883]And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
[03:02.678]And if the body does not do fully as much as the soul?
[03:05.540]And if the body were not the soul, then what is the soul?"
[03:11.463]- "I Sing The Body Electric," Walt Whitman