for soprano / mezzo-soprano and piano
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10 minutes |
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Alto / Mezzo-Soprano and Piano
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Program notes:
Lea Goldberg is one of my favorite Israeli poets. The three songs were not written in sequence, and were collected to a short song cycle which is dealing with the inner thoughts and despairs that run in the head of a lonely woman. Nevertheless, the three songs share many similar motives, descriptions and common words that in some cases have double meaning.
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| Year composed: |
1995
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| Text by: |
Leah Goldberg (Israel)
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| Language: |
Hebrew (available also with Latin characters) |
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English Translation:
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Available |
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| Poems Included: |
1. In the Evening
2. Song without a name
3. And again. . .
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| In the Evening |
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| Song without a name |
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| And Again… |
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| Text: |
In the Evening
I know the meaning of the word “Evening”
and it pours sorrow on my frightened heart
since this is the time when my door closes
and it will only open tomorrow again.
Shadows come out through the closed shutters
sit in a circle around the lamp,
and send fluttered allusions
to my picture which is swaying in the mirror.
and the sneering windows stare me at length.
only the mourning lamp from above
thinks: “soon, they will start crying -
The one in the mirror and the one that looks like her.
Song Without a Name
(He) would not believe that I don’t love a person
insulted, he would leave before understanding.
then I’ll go to my window and stare at the road
Accompanying the rest of my pain with no tear.
they walked as he did – without looking back.
since then I never saw them in my dreams
I could never believe that my heart will beat
in the pulse of their despair.
but while I am lonely, without a person
my hollow heart will be somewhat trembled
then I’ll bite my pale lip to bleeding
Never saying “come back”.
And Again. . .
And once more the girl is by herself
dims the lamp stealthily,
go out one by one on her neck.
And poppy’s flames in the vase
wear black scarf. The mirror is dark.
and she hears: to the sorrow of her chamber
on his toe, the night enters
And she knows: once there was a person here.
his steps are remembered by the rug.
his name is whispered by the clock.
and he left, and he is far for ever. |
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Tagged with: hebrew poet, Hebrew Poets, Lea Goldberg, Leah Goldberg, mezzo-soprano and piano, voice and piano, קול ופסנתר, שירים, לאה גולדברג
