Because your voice was at my side I gave him pain, Because within my hand I held Your hand again. There is no word nor any sign Can make amend He is a stranger to me now Who was my friend.
Because your voice was at my side
Song Cycle by Ronald A. Beckett
1. Because your voice was at my side  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title, appears in Chamber Music, no. 17, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
2. Lean out of the window  [sung text not yet checked]
Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I heard you singing A merry air. My book is closed; I read no more, Watching the fire dance On the floor. I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom, Singing and singing A merry air. Lean out of the window, Goldenhair.
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), appears in Chamber Music, no. 5, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Gabriel Rosenstock) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
3. My love is in a light attire  [sung text not yet checked]
My love is in a light attire Among the apple-trees, Where the gay winds do most desire To run in companies. There, where the gay winds stay to woo The young leaves as they pass, My love goes slowly, bending to Her shadow on the grass; And where the sky's a pale blue cup Over the laughing land, My love goes lightly, holding up Her dress with dainty hand.
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), appears in Chamber Music, no. 7, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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4. O cool is the valley now  [sung text not yet checked]
O cool is the valley now And there, love, will we go For many a choir is singing now Where Love did sometime go. And hear you not the thrushes calling, Calling us away? O cool and pleasant is the valley And there, love, will we stay.
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title, appears in Chamber Music, no. 16, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission