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Quand le soir est venu, que tout est calme enfin Dans la chaude nature, Voici que naît sous l'arbre et sous le ciel divin La plus vive torture : Sur les graviers d'argent, dans les bois apaisés Des violons s'exaltent, Ce sont des jets de cris, de sanglots, de baisers, Sans contrainte et sans haltes. Il semble que l'archet se cabre, qu'il se tord Sur les luisantes cordes, Tant ce sont des appels de plaisir et de mort, Et de miséricorde ! ... Et le brûlant archet, enroulé de langueur Gémit, souffre, caresse, Poignard voluptueux, qui pénètre le cœur D'une épuisante ivresse ! ... Archets ! soyez maudits pour vos brûlants accords, Pour votre âme explosive, Fers rouges qui dans l'ombre arrachez à nos corps Des lambeaux de chair vive…
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3,5,12 of the original text.
Composition:
- Set to music by Charles Camille Saint-Saëns (1835 - 1921), "Violons dans le soir", 1907, published 1907, stanzas 1-3,5,12 [ medium voice, piano, violin obbligato ], Éd. Durand
Text Authorship:
- by Anna Elizabeth Mathieu, Comtesse de Noailles (1876 - 1933), "Les Violons dans le soir", appears in Les Éblouissements, no. 3, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright © 2016
- LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Ted Perry
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Kai vakaras ateina, kai pagaliau nurimsta Jaukiam sapne kas gyva, Tylioj paunksmėj medžio, po mėlyna padange Kažkas skausme kankinas. Lyg nuo sidabro tako, iš miško tankumyno Slaptingi smuikai skamba: Srautai riksmų skausmingų, raudų ir bučinių Beribiai nesiliauja. O smuiko strykas, regis, pakyla, grakščiai sukas Virš švytinčių jo stygų, Ir liejasi malda, pilna mirties, malonės, Pilna gailestingumo. ... Ir smuiko strykas dega lyg apsuptas dvejone, Kančia, rauda, glamone, Lyg gundantis ašmuo, kurs širdį kiaurai skrodžia Nualintas ekstazės. ... Prakeikti būkit, strykai ir degantys akordai, Dėl dvasios atžarumo, Rausvi kardai šešėly, kurie iš mūsų grobia Dalelę gyvo kūno!
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3,5,12 of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from French (Français) to Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) copyright © 2022 by Giedrius Prunskus, (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.
Based on:
- a text in French (Français) by Anna Elizabeth Mathieu, Comtesse de Noailles (1876 - 1933), "Les Violons dans le soir", appears in Les Éblouissements, no. 3, first published 1907
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This text was added to the website: 2022-12-19
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Word count: 229