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Songs of Don Quixote
Song Cycle by Jacques François Antoine Ibert (1890 - 1962)
View original-language texts alone: Chansons de Don Quichotte
Ce château neuf, ce nouvel édifice Tout enrichi de marbre et de porphyre Qu'amour bâtit château de son empire où tout le ciel a mis son artifice, Est un rempart, un fort contre le vice, Où la vertueuse maîtresse se retire, Que l'oeil regarde et que l'esprit admire Forçant les coeurs à lui faire service. C'est un château, fait de telle sorte Que nul ne peut approcher de la porte Si des grands rois il n'a sauvé sa race Victorieux, vaillant et amoureux. Nul chevalier tant soit aventureux Sans être tel ne peut gagner la place.
This new castle, this new building, enriched with marble and porphyry, where love built a castle for his empire and all of heaven added their skills, a rampart, a fortress against vice, is whose virtuous mistress hides herself away, that the eye beholds and the spirit admires, forcing hearts to her service. It is a castle, made in such a way that none may approach its door unless he has saved his people from the Great Kings, victorious, valiant and loving. No knight, no matter how adventurous, can enter without being such a person.
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Un an me dure la journée [ ... ]
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- by Alexandre Arnoux (1884 - 1973), copyright ©
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Je veux chanter ici la dame de mes songes Qui m'exalte au-dessus de ce siècle de boue. Son coeur de diamant est vierge de mensonges La rose s'obscurcit au regard de sa joue. Pour elle j'ai tenté les hautes aventures : Mon bras a délivré la princesse en servage, J'ai vaincu l'enchanteur, confondu les parjures Et ployé l'univers à lui rendre l'hommage. Dame par qui je vais, seul dessus cette terre, Qui ne soit prisonnier de la fausse apparence. Je soutiens contre tout chevalier téméraire Votre éclat non pareil et votre précellence.
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- by Alexandre Arnoux (1884 - 1973)
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Here let me sing the lady of my dreams, who raises me above this muddy century. Her diamond heart has never known a lie. The rose hides itself at the sight of her cheek. It is for her that I attempted high adventures. My arm freed the princess from servitude. I defeated the enchanter and confused the forsworn. I bent the universe to pay her homage. Lady for whom I roam alone on this earth, the only one not a prisoner of false appearances, I maintain before any foolhardy knight your peerless brilliance and excellence.
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Ne pleure pas Sancho, ne pleure pas mon bon Ton maître n'est pas mort, il n'est pas loin de toi Il vit dans une île heureuse Où tout est pur et sans mensonges Dans l'île enfin trouvée où tu viendras un jour, Dans l'île désirée, O mon ami Sancho ! Les livres sont brûlés et font un tas de cendres Si tous les livres m'ont tué il suffit d'un Il suffit d'un pour que je vive Fantôme dans la vie, et réel dans la mort Tel est l'étrange sort du pauvre Don Quichotte.
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- by Alexandre Arnoux (1884 - 1973)
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Don't cry, Sancho. Don't cry, my good fellow. Your master isn't dead, he hasn't left you. He lives on a happy island where everything is pure and there are no lies. He has found his island at last, and some day you will join him on this long-desired island, Friend Sancho! Books burn to piles of ashes. If books killed me, I just need one to live. A phantom in life and real in death - such is the strange fate of poor Don Quixote.
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- Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2001 by Faith J. Cormier, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf.
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