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Lermontov, "To N. F. I."
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Composition for tenor and piano, in Russian.
jazz classical instrumental vocal opera orchestra chamber ballet
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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 #84
Peak in subgenre #4
Author
Mikhail Lermontov/Masaru Yonemitsu
Rights
adhikapokoya 2010
Uploaded
September 08, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 4:35
Story behind the song
It has been several years since I've written music for piano. The composition is in Russian. A rough translation of the poem into English follows below:
Lyrics
Mikhail Lermontov To N. F. I. I loved from the beginning of life Gloomy isolation, which covered everything, Fearing, that, which, sorrow could not conceal, Would awaken human regret; People, I muse, will not understand That I shall not break down, And black thoughts will not carry away The joy of friendly minutes, Or, the passion of a flaming kiss. My unclear dreams I express with wanted verses, That, reading these poems, You could reconcile me With people and turbulent passions; But your pure, peaceful regard of me Struck me with amazement. Shaking your head, saying, That it is ill-reason to desire foolish infatuation. Your words plunged deeply into my heart, I believe, There, however, I have found that My mind aspires to some secret that is not inconsequential. That, which is given in the pledge Of crowded stars in the vault of night, That, with which I would be able to understand Across thought and years. A passionate, but severe nature Gnaws on me from the cradle... And having sustained only hardship in life, I shall die, my heart not perceiving The disappointment of comfortless purpose. <1832>
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