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"At Age Fifteen," Marina Tsvetaeva
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Poem by Marina Tsvetaeva, in Russian, for Soprano and Two Harps. Music by Masaru Yonemitsu, adapted from Nicholas Charles Bochsa,(1789-1856), "The First Six Weeks, or Daily Precepts and Examples for the Harp," (1840) (1840)
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Composer for large-scale performance work, ballet and opera. Have written music for classical theatrical productions of Shakespeare, ("The Tempest," "The Twelft
Loren Lieberman is a native of Denver, Colorado, now living on the West Coast in California, where he is best known for his work as an actor in Classical and Shakespearean Theatre. He has a degree from Sonoma State University in Theatre Arts, and has been an Honor's Music Composition Student at the College of Marin, Santa Rosa Junior College, and at Sonoma State University. He has won an award for composition from the Redwood Empire Music Association. He has recently completed an opera in Russian, based on the novel by Alexander Solzhenitsyn, "Cancer Ward", (and of the same name), and is currently working on his fourth opera, based on the Classical Tragedy by Sophocles, "Oedipus the King," with a libretto in Ancient Greek. His interest in languages has shaped much of his artistic temperment, and he is self taught in Russian and Sanskrit, and has hopes to begin his next opera, Shakespeare's, "Romeo and Juliet," in Hindi.
Song Info
Genre
Classical Opera
Charts
Peak #81
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Marina Tsvetaeva/Masaru Yonemitsu
Rights
adhikapokoya 2010
Uploaded
October 01, 2010
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MP3 1.7 MB 128 kbps 1:51
Lyrics
At Age Fifteen Ring, sing, oblivion preventing, The words "fifteen years old" in my soul. Why, did I grow up and become big? Nothing consoles. Just yesterday, into green grove of birches Free, in the morning I ran away. Just yesterday I frolicked without hairdo, Just yesterday! Spring ringing of the far-away belltowers Told me: "Run and sit and lie!" And every step frolicking was allowed, And every cry! What is ahead? What failure lies before me? In all deceit, all is forbidden. Thus, crying, with dear childhood I parted At age fifteen.
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