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Classical SONGS Here are

Classical SONGS Here are the lyrics to three classical pieces which are played by the Mariinsky musicians Gruzinskaya Pesnya Georgian song Alexander Pushkin This Pushkin poem is often set to music. In this song the melodies are less Russian and more Armenian, with Turkish and Persian influences. The music has a seductive quality often associated with Eastern music. It’s as if the woman appears as the piano introduction mimics the sound of the drums. Do not sing, my beauty, to me your sad songs of Georgia; they remind me of that other life and distant shore. Alas, They remind me, your cruel melodies, of the steppe, the night and moonlit features of a poor, distant maiden! That sweet and fateful apparition I forget when you appear; but you sing, and before me I picture that image anew. Do not sing, my beauty, to me your sad songs of Georgia; they remind me of that other life and distant shore Son Op. 8, No. 5 A dream Sergei Rachmaninov This is a miniature musical. It creates a complete picture in just a few moments of music. The poem has a psychological theme, its dramatic moments are reflected in an abrupt change of mood in the music. I, too, had a home, A family of friends A beautiful one! Surrounded me There a fir tree swayed… With words of love… But it was only a dream! But it was a dream!

MUSIC OF THE MARIINSKY Ne Ver Mne Drug Op. 14, No. 7 Don’t believe me, friend Alexei Tolstoy This song is full of passion and energy. The contrasting voices and piano create a driving energy and excitement. The piece culminates in a magnificent piano postlude, confirming that love will always return, just as the sea returns to the shore. Don’t believe me, friend, when overwhelmed by grief I say I do not love you anymore! Do not in the ebb tide find the sea capricious: It will return to the shore, with love And even now—impatient, with passion filled, My freedom I will give to you again— As waves rush back with a returning murmur From far away to their beloved shore.