Parachutes That Melt Petals

On June 4th of the year 1639 planet Venus drifted across the Sun. This happening occurred seven times since that miraculous day. Crowned only by majestic passages, velvety vignettes invite vegetal affections. O! Let me pick nasturtiums from out your hair. The avalanche is sweet, a fluttering discourse for rainbow-tongued moths.

In other wor(l)ds...blushing blossoms require certain pataphysical beats. So, if you're in the mood for working in the greenhouse  -push play. Or, pardon me but this Thursday night mixtape is guaranteed to last a lifetime. Tango z nektarem? 

Musical escapades by Mina, Magnum, John Tropea, Masahiro Sugaya and quite a few others.

Transcript

SPEAKER_01 1:45

Welcome. Thank you for listening. This is Gina Jelinski, your host with Hey Venus Radio. Excuse me. Thank you for joining me. Happy to have you. What is happening? A fluttering discourse of a rainbow-tongued moth. So if you're in the mood for working in the greenhouse.

SPEAKER_07 3:34

I can't see anyone but you.

SPEAKER_10 4:37

But I can't see a thing in the sky.

SPEAKER_09 4:44

I only have I don't know. We are in the corner.

SPEAKER_05 5:39

Maybe but only everyone. Well, I'm in the mood for love.

SPEAKER_09 6:42

Simply because you're near me. But when you're near me, I'm in the mood for love.

SPEAKER_07 7:01

Heaven is in your eyes. We're from dark.

SPEAKER_09 7:13

Oh, is it any wonder? I'm in the moon for love. Why stop you think of weather? This little dream must take. Now we are one. I'm not afraid. If there's a cloud above If it should rain, we'll let it. I'm in the morning for late. Why stop to think of whether this little dream might pay? We put our hearts together. Now we are one. I'm not afraid. If there's a cloud above If it should rain, we got it. But we got it. Si algún día te marchas muy lejos, non quiero la vida di. Porque vivo por ti.

SPEAKER_08 14:26

Mi amor va.

SPEAKER_09 14:33

En mi mundo eres tu lo primero, y tanto te quiero dire, tanto di que seré para ti. In mi mundo eres tu lo primero. Tanto te quiero, Ging G, Tanto Ging, que serai para chiquites.

SPEAKER_00 42:15

On the first day I saw her, I knew she was the one. She stared in my eyes and smiled. Her lips were the colors of the roses that grew down the river all bloody and white.

SPEAKER_03 42:33

When he knocked on my door and entered the room, my trembling subsided in his shoe embrace. He would be my first man, and with a careful heart, he wiped at the tears that ran down my face.

SPEAKER_00 43:18

On the second day I brought her a flower. She was more beautiful than any woman I've seen. I said, you know, where the wild roses grow, so sweet and scarlet and free.

SPEAKER_03 43:45

So I nodded my head as I lay on the bed. If I show you the roses where you fall on call me the red rose.