7 Романсов = 7 Romances

Song Cycle by Sofya Aleksandrovna Zybina (d. 1897)

1. Молитва  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: Russian (Русский) 
В минуту жизни трудную
Теснится ль в сердце грусть,
Одну молитву чудную
Твержу я наизусть.

Есть сила благодатная
В [созвучьи]1 слов живых,
И дышит непонятная,
Святая прелесть в них.

С души как бремя скатится,
Сомненье далеко --
И верится, и плачется,
И так легко, легко...

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  • ENG English (Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi) , "The prayer", appears in Russian Lyrics, first published 1916

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1 Medtner: "sozvuch'je"

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2. Вечер мглистый и ненастный

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3. Quand tu chantes  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: French (Français) 
   Quand tu chantes, bercée
   Le soir entre mes bras,
   Entends-tu ma pensée
   Qui te répond tout bas ?
   Ton doux chant me rappelle
   Les plus beaux de mes jours...
      Chantez, ma belle !
      Chantez toujours !

   Quand tu ris, sur ta bouche
   L'amour s'épanouit,
   [Et le soupçon farouche
   Soudain s'évanouit !]1
   Ah ! le rire fidèle
   Prouve un cœur sans détours ! ... --
     Riez, ma belle !
     Riez toujours!

  Quand tu dors, calme et pure,
   Dans l'ombre, sous mes yeux,
   Ton haleine murmure
   Des mots harmonieux.
   Ton beau corps se révèle
   Sans voile et sans atours... --
     Dormez, ma belle,
     Dormez toujours !

   Quand tu me dis: Je t'aime !
   Ô ma beauté ! je croi !
   Je crois que le ciel même
   S'ouvre au-dessus de moi !
   Ton regard étincelle
   Du beau feu des amours... --
     Aimez, ma belle,
     Aimez toujours !

   Vois-tu ? toute la vie
   Tient dans ces quatre mots,
   Tous les biens qu'on envie,
   Tous les biens sans les maux !
   Tout ce qui peut séduire
   Tout ce qui peut charmer... --
     Chanter et rire,
     Dormir, aimer !

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  • by Victor Hugo (1802 - 1885), no title, appears in Marie Tudor, Paris: J. Hetzel; Journée 1, Scene 5, first published 1833

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  • ENG English (Peter Low) , no title, copyright © 2000-2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • POL Polish (Polski) (Felicjan Faleński) , "Śpiew przy gitarze", subtitle: "Z Wiktora Hugo"

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Confirmed with Victor Hugo, Marie Tudor. La Esmerelda, Paris: J. Hetzel, 1833, Journée I, Scène v, pages 27-28; and with Œuvres de Victor Hugo, Volume 1, Bruxelles, J. P. Meline, 1836, pages 735-736. Before the first stanza, the stage directions say "On entend une guitare et une voix éloignée qui chante:", and after the first stanza the character L'homme says "C'est mon homme." (this is not part of any song setting). After that, the voice (La Voix) continues with the stage direction "Elle s'approche à chaque couplet." and the rest of the song follows.

1 Gounod: "Et soudain le farouche / Soupçon s'évanouit."

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4. Так здесь‑то суждено нам было  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: Russian (Русский) 
Так здесь-то суждено нам было
   Сказать последнее прости…
   Прости всему, чем сердце жило,
Что, жизнь твою убив, ее испепелило
   В твоей измученной груди!..

   Прости… Чрез много, много лет
   Ты будешь помнить с содроганьем
Сей край, сей брег с его полуденным сияньем,
   Где вечный блеск и долгий цвет,
   Где поздних, бледных роз дыханьем
   Декабрьский воздух разогрет.

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5. Еще томлюсь тоской желаний

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6. Травка

Language: Russian (Русский) 
О не плачь! Косца я так люблю
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