Twist told by
Elie Top

And the charmer's flute begins to sing
under the spell, the serpent cannot resist
and languidly begins to dance,
vibrating from its golden scales
and its glittering head sways back and forth

It first traces a few Ss as it emerges from the basket
in languorous curves, as if warming up
it skillfully portrays the goddesses with undulating forms
and precious stones placed on its nose

but driven by the music his body twists,
and stiffens, bending to strike a key
like an elastic, it arches in a clover shape,
multiplying the lines like a wrought iron
the rhythm hastens, and in a magical twist
leaving in its wake a trail of gold and silver
in an electric surge, it leaps forward in a series of Eight, a symbol of eternity.