Name: "Intima" Gabriel Mistral
Duration: 4 min 25 s
Channel: Gabriel Mistral/Masaru Yonemitsu
Description: Free MP3 download. Composition in Spanish for Soprano and Orchestra

"Intima" Gabriel Mistral

Loren Lieberman

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Composition in Spanish for Soprano and Orchestra

jazz classical instrumental vocal opera orchestra chamber ballet

Loren Lieberman

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 #79

Peak in subgenre #4

Author

Gabriel Mistral/Masaru Yonemitsu

Rights

adhikapokoya 2011

Uploaded

January 22, 2011

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:25

Story behind the song

The composition is in Spanish. An English translation follows:

Lyrics

Do not press my hands. 
The lasting time of rest
Will come with much dust
And shadow amid my fingers intertwined.

And you will say, I cannot
Love her, now that like the weat tassel
Her fingers waste away.

Do not kiss my mouth.
The moment filled with failing
Light will come when I will be without lips
Upon a humid earth.

And you will say, I loved her, but I cannot 
Love her more, now that she does not covet
The fir fragrance of my kiss.

And it will anquish me to hear you,
And you will mad and blinded speak,
My hand upon your forehead
As my fingers break,
And down upon your anxious 
Face my breath will fall.

Wherefore do not touch me. I should lie
Were I to say I brought my love to you
In these extended arms,
In my lips, my throatn
And you, were you to think you drank it all,
Like a blind child would be deceived.

For my love is not merely this willful
And weary husk of my body,
All atremble with the chafing hair shirt
And still with me in full flight.

It is that which is in the kiss, and is not the lip,
That which breaks the voice, and is not the breast:
It is a wind of God, that in passing rends me,
Severed limb of flesh, wafted.

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