Larissa Rosanoff - Dmitri Shostakovich op.127 - Seven Romances on Poems by Alexander Blok

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Dmitri Shostakovich op.127 Seven Romances on Poems by Alexander Blok/Д. Шостакович op.127 Семь романсов на стихи Александра Блока

Larissa Rosanoff - soprano
Conservatory Great Hall - Geneva - Feb 2014

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1) Song of Ophelia / Песня Офелии
2) Gamayun, the Bird of Prophecy / ГАМАЮН, ПТИЦА ВЕЩАЯ
3) We Were Together / Мы были вместе
4) Gloom Enwraps the Sleeping City / Город спит
5) The Storm / Буря
6) Secret Signs / тайные знаки
7) Music / Музыка


1) Song of Ophelia

When you left me, my dear friend
you promised to love me
You left for a distant land,
and swore to keep your promise!

Beyond the happy land of Denmark,
the shores are in darkness...
The angry waves wash
over the rocks...

My warrior shall not return,
all dressed in silver...
The bow, and the black feather will
restlessly lie in their grave.

2) Gamayun, the Bird of Prophecy

On endless waters' smooth expanse,
By sunset clad in purple splendour,
In Delphic tone she ever sings,
But cannot spread her weakened pinions...

She prophesies the Tartar yoke,
Its course of bloody executions,
And quake, and famine, and alarm,
The righteous' downfall, evil's power...

In dark primeval terror wreathed,
Her countenance aflame with passion,
She speaks; and prophecies resound
Through truthful lips with bloodstains clotted!

3) We Were Together
We were together, I recall...
Violins sang in vibrant darkness;
Day after day you were my own,
With every hour you grew more fair.

The secrets of a woman's smile,
The quiet whispering of breezes
Set tender kisses on my lips,
And filled my heart with violin songs...

4) Gloom Enwraps the Sleeping City
Gloom enwraps the sleeping city,
Lanterns flickering and pale...
Daybreak's distant scintillations
Gleam beyond the dark Neva.

In this faraway reflection,
In these glimmerings of flame
Lay concealed the origin
Of my forsaken, joyless days...

5) The Storm

Beyond my window, fierce and wild,
The savage tempest roars and rages,
With scudding stormclouds, streaming rain
And howling wind that fades to silence!

An awful night! On such a night
I pity those bereft of shelter:
A deep compassion drives me forth
To share the winter's damp embraces!...

To strive against the gloom and rain,
At one with outcasts, doomed to suffer...
Beyond my window, fierce and wild,
The raging wind sinks in exhaustion!

6) Secret Signs
The secret signs appear
on the impenetrable wall.
Golden and crimson poppies
blossom in my dreams.

I drown in the caverns of night,
and forget the magic of my dreams.
My fanciful thoughts
are reflected in the bright heavens.

These short moments will disappear,
and the beautiful maiden's
eyes will close,
like the pages of a book.

The canopy of the stars is now low,
the darkest dreams lie heavy in the heart.
My end is near, fate has ordained it,
with war and fire that lie before me...

7) Music

When the night brings peace,
and the city is bathed in darkness,
how heavenly is the music,
what wonderful sounds can be heard!

Forget the stormy hours of life,
when you can see the roses bloom!
Forget the sorrows of mankind,
when you see the crimson sunset.

O Sovereign of the Universe,
accept through pain, through blood,
this cup, filled to the brim
with the last passions of your unworthy slave.