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Ravel, Penderecki, Pärt: Closing Concert of The 25th Beethoven Easter Festival, Andrey Boreyko

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Info: https://gr.afit.pl
The 25th Ludwig van Beethoven Easter Festival http://beethoven.org.pl/
Warsaw Philharmonic Concert Hall
Magdalena Schabowska-Krawczyk – soprano
Maria Machowska - violin
Warsaw Philharmonic Male Choir
Warsaw Philharmonic Symphony Orchestra
Andrzej Boreyko – conductor
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0:00 Intro
8:47 Penderecki – Sinfonietta No. 3
33:21 Arvo Pärt – La Sindone (The Shroud)
49:18 Ravel – Le Tombeau de Couperin
1:11:03 Giya Kancheli – Libera me (Quasi-Requiem)
1:38:39 Credits
Lyrics:
Those who worship their Motherland
More than God since their birth,
Are destined to be eaten up
By the wretched Mother Earth.

Violets blossom in the spring,
Deer calls at vintage time,
This wretched heart of mine,
Does cry again and cry.

The moon – you go and roam the sky,
The sun – you set and rise!
You, hills – unveil your breasts and then
Again, in felt cloaks hide.

Why can’t I see the spring, I wonder,
Neither a violet, nor a rose,
No sunny days – just clouds and thunder,
Though April has drawn to its close.

This cursed fleeting world
Only fades away and fades...
Hope has far more worth
Than a futile Fate.

The fish belong to the water,
The stars belong to the sky,
A child – to its mother and father...
The fish belong to the water ...

The waves can’t hear crying,
It’s the boatmen who do cry.

Feasting, dancing, singing –
When the shame knocks at our door.

Jubilees have become as frequent
As the fleas abound in May,
How happy you are my Homeland
And your children even more –
Feasting, dancing, singing,
When the shame knocks at our door.

Now behold your motherland,
Walk around it in the sun.

Singing gladdens me no more,
I want to chant all day and night.

This wretched heart of mine,
Does cry again and cry.

The hills are shrouded by the mist,
Vazha observes us from the sky,
Galaktion is breaking through
Unfathomable realm of high.

Most tender tunes of music
sound like fountains –
Lambs from heaven
are alighting down the mountains.

Have you seen the colour of a misty plum?
That’s what the mountains of my motherland are.

A lamb is descending the mountain,
A roe deer’s mounting the mountain.

Descending the mountain
Mounting the mountain

– No! – whispers the girl.
– Be as you wish! – calms her the boy.

Hush down my past,
Hush down.

Spirit does not know
What is a slave,
Time dislikes long standstills
and stay.

You are clad in black
Like an elegy,
Like an Angel,
Fallen on its knee.

Elsewise I hear the Mtkvari hum,
There was a tree, but now there’s none.

The leaf mourned only by the wind,
Was flying in the air hopeless,
Leaves were falling off the trees,
Fluttering all around, homeless.

Beware of the river
That makes no noise.

All and sundry, our ancestors
have passed away
All around me
unfamiliar people make the day.

Crucify yourself, if you may,
There is no help, no other way.

I can see no nearest way –
The last resort is death.

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