Three Silent Things

Song Cycle by Ingrid Stölzel (b. 1971)

Publisher: Composers Edition (external link)

1. November night  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Listen.	
With faint dry sound,	
Like steps of passing ghosts,	
The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees	
And fall.

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2. Release
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
With swift 
Great sweep of her 
Magnificent arm my pain 
Clanged back the doors that shut my soul 
From life.

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3. Triad  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
These be
three silent things:
The falling snow . . . the hour
Before the dawn . . . the mouth of one
Just dead.

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4. Snow
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Look up… 
From bleakening hills 
Blows down the light, first breath 
Of wintry wind…look up, and scent 
The snow!

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5. Trapped  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Well and
If day on day
Follows, and weary year
On year. . and ever days and years. .
Well?

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6. Amaze
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
I know 
Not these my hands 
And yet I think there was 
A woman like me once had hands 
Like these.

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7. Shadow
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A-sway, 
On red rose, 
A golden butterfly… 
And on my heart a butterfly 
Night-wing’d.

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Total word count: 138