Showing posts with label 1981. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1981. Show all posts

Friday, August 24, 2012

Upcoming blog posts/ "Il Campanello" excerpt

click HERE to read my last blog-post "Picture/ Cirtique/ Concert José Carreras in June/ Some of my favorite singers/ Duett (1992) VIDEOCLIP" 

UPCOMING blog posts!

 Within the next days I plan on posting:
  • "Duett" - movie recap and review (click HERE for watching an excerpt I uploaded on YT) 
  • "Ah! lo vedi" (duet from "Cavalleria Rusticana" by Mascagni) lyrics (I) + translations (D,E)

 "Il Campanello" (Gaetano Donizetti) excerpt - lyrics (I) + translations (E, D, F)

 After quite some time that I didn't upload videos with Baltsa's singing on YouTube, I uploaded a short excerpt from "Il Campanello" - a comic opera in one act. Recorded in Vienna in 1981, conductor was Gary Bertini and Serafina's Enrico in this recording was Enzo Dara.

It's also called "Il Campanello di Notte" respectively in English "The Night Bell". Its "real" premiere was on June 1 in 1836 at "Teatro Nuovo" in Naples - there were 6 performances months before that date, but after exactly these 6 first performances it was banned from stage. That's why you could call June 1 the "real premiere". The reason for why this play drew large crowds to this small opera house back then at its premiere wasn't the audience's adoration for Donizetti's works, but more the fact that Naples was imperiled by an approaching cholera epidemic, the Neapolitan people were dissatisfied with the political climate and they were simply bored after all - so they "sallied" the opera house. Donizetti himself felt compelled to write more short operas - that's how his opera "Betly, ossia La capanna" (German: "Betly oder die Schweizer Hütte").
A summary of the opera will follow soon.
 The short excerpt  merges into the duet "Non fuggir ... t'arresta"

 

 LYRICS:

Italian:

Serafina:

Ebben? Siete già stanco?

Enrico (in tono caricato):

Orsù, cugina,
Bando agli scherzi: voi mirate adesso
In me l'amante offeso ... Rispondete:
Perchè sposarvi senza il mio consenso?

Serafina:

E voi me lo chiedete?
Perchè Enrico ritrovai l'infido,
Il mostro, l'incostante, il traditore.

Enrico (con molto fuoco):

Sei tu la traditrice!
Sei tu! Sei tu! Sei tu!

Serafina (come spaventata, fa per fuggire):

Addio, signore. 

English:

Serafina:

My, my! Tired so soon?

Enrico (exaggeratedly):

Now, cousin,
Do not mock me. In me you see
The jilted lover - answer me:
Why did you marry without my consent?

Serafina:

You have to ask me?
Because Enrico turned out to be
A faithless monster, a fickle deceiver!

Enrico (vehemently):

You deceived me!
You, you, you, you!

Serafina (fearfully, making to leave):

Good day, sir.

German:

Serafina:

Was denn? Schon müde?

Enrico (mit gespieltem Ernst):

Ach, liebe Cousine,
Verspottet mich nicht. In mir seht Ihr
Den verschmähten Liebhaber. Sagt:
Warum habt Ihr ohne meine Zustimmung geheiratet?

Serafina:

Ihr fragt noch?
Enrico entpuppte sich als
Treuloses Ungeheuer, als Verräter!

Enrico (feurig):

Du hast mich verraten!
Du, Du, Du, Du!

Serafina (ängstlich, will sich entfernen):

Lebt wohl, mein Herr.

French:

Serafina:

Eh bien! Déjà fatigue?

Enrico (sur un ton exagéré):

Je vous en prie, cousine,
Ne vous moquez pas, en moi voyez
L'amoureux trahi ... Réspondez:
Pourquoi vous mariez sans mon consentement?

Serafina:

Vous me demandez?
Parce-qu'en vous j'ai retrouvé l'infidèle,
Le monstre, l'inconstant, le traître.

Enrico (avec fureur):

C'est toi qui m'a trahi!
Toi, toi, toi, toi!

Serafina (comme effrayée, voulant s'enfuir):

Adieu, Monsieur ... 


 

Sunday, January 22, 2012

"Les voir!...Le voir!" from Massenet's "Thérèse"

Again a beautiful part of Jules Massenet's Thérèse! Agnes singing with Francisco Araiza. You can find the French and the English lyrics below the posted video;) 
Recorded Feb 10-14 198/"Auditorium del Foro Italico"/Conductor: Gerd Albrecht
Don't forget: Agnes Baltsa is the best!:))



French lyrics:


Thérèse:


Les voir!...Le voir!
Grand dieu!


Armand:


Là!


Thérèse:


Pas vous, non! Pas vous!
Ah! C'est horrible!
Là! Le soleil est rouge et rouge aussi la Seine!
Soir de Juin! Soir d'été!
Les hirondel les passent
mèlant leurs cris de joie
à nos cris de terreur!...


Armand:


Mais nous irons cherchant le rêve
où tu voudras!


Thérèse:


Oh! Non, non pas ces mots de folie! Partez!


Armand:


Je partirai
Mais au moins jure moi 
que lorsque tu sauras
où t'attendra mon à me,
quand je te le dirai
tu viendras, tu viendras!


Thérèse:


Oui, oui...


Armand:


Tu le promets?


Thérèse:


oui...


Armand:


Tu me le jures!


Thérèse:


oui! Mais va t'en! Va t'en!


Armand:


Jure-moi lorsque tu le sauras...
tu viendras, tu viendras!


Thérèse:


Je le jure! Adieu!


Armand:


Non! Au revoir! Au revoir!


Ensemble:


Au revoir!




English lyrics:


Thérèse:


See them!...See him! My God!


Armand:


Ah!


Thérèse:


Not you! No! Not you!
Dread horror!
There the sun is red and red too is the Seine!
Summer evening in June!
When the swallows around us blend
their cries rejoicing 
with our cries of alarm!...


Armand:


But let us seek the dream together, in far regions!


Thérèse:


No, no, no, for such words 
are but madness! Away!


Armand:


Yes, I will go, but at least swear to me
that as soon as you learn where 
my spirit awaits you, you will come
at my call, come to me, come to me!


Thérèse:


Yes, yes...


Armand:


Give me your oath?


Thérèse:


Yes...


Armand:


Give me your promise!


Thérèse:


Yes, but haste away!


Armand:


Swear to me you will come at my call...
come to me, come to me!


Thérèse:


Yes, I swear it! Farewell!...


Armand:


No! We shall meet once again!


Together:


My love!





Monday, November 28, 2011

One item of my ♥Agnes Baltsa♥ collection

I've got soooo many ♥Agnes Baltsa♥ items, so I'm gonna show you what I have! (in several posts of course:)) Today I show you my ♥Agnes Baltsa♥ "Opern-Recital" LP from 1981:)



I


It's also been published as CD some years ago (I've got the CD too), but I think LP's have more character - I love them!
The recording includes such great songs and with Agnes' angellike voice every track is something very special:)

The LP includes:

-Una voce poco fà (Il barbiere di Siviglia/ Gioacchino Rossini)
-Tanti affetti in tal momento (La donna del lago/ Gioacchino Rossini)
-Nacqui all'affanno...Non più mesta (La cenerentola/ Gioacchino Rossini)
-Parto, parto, ma tu ben mio (La clemenza di tito/ W.A. Mozart)
-Ah si, mie care...Or la sull'onda (Il giuramento/ Saverio Mercadante)
-Fia dunque vero...O mio Fernando (La favorita/ Gaetano Donizetti)
-La luce langue (Macbeth/ Giuseppe Verdi)
-Voi lo sapete (Cavalleria rusticana/ Pietro Mascagni)

Saturday, November 19, 2011

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ♥AGNES BALTSA♥!!!/"Oui je t'aime André" "Thérèse" lyrics



Today November 19 2011 is a very special day: ♥Agnes Baltsa's♥ 67th birthday! I've already written a letter to her, but now I'll post a birthday poem I just found to "celebrate" her birthday a bit:)

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
There's so many things, I just want to say.
You inspire many, with your thoughts and actions,
We're all so grateful, for your calm reactions.

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
You've always been there, when we needed you to stay.
Kindness and thoughtfulness is your forte,
Our love for you, we wish to convey.

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
We wish you the best, without any delay.
Hope you enjoy it, from beginning till end,
Here's a hug and kiss, we're ready to send.

HAPPY 67th BIRTHDAY:)!

I also "celebrated" it with buying the "Agnes Baltsa Opern Recital" LP and a collection of articles about anything about Agnes Baltsa from all over the world. Hehe some articles you may find here in the near future;)
I also made a video for this special day (who would have though?:D). As bg music I didn't choose any "Happy Birthday" song, because I think it's better to choose anything sung by her:) First I wanted to take something from "Idomeneo" when she played the "Idamante" (and Luciano Pavarotti the "Idomeneo"), but then I wanted to upload once more a song from Jules Massenet's "Thérèse". Here's one of Thérèse's solos "Oui, je t'aime André" from the 3rd scene of act 1.
Recorded Feb 10-14 1981 in the "Auditorium del Foro Italico" in Rome. Conducted by Gerd Albrecht.
FRENCH/ENGLISH/GERMAN lyrics you can find below the posted video!



FRENCH LYRICS:
Oui, je t'aime, je t'aime André, je te vénère...
Bonté, douceur, dévouement, c'est bien
toi...Mais pourquoi ce doux nom que
je n'ose redire, le nom de l'exilé...du
fond de ma pensée où dort son souvenir,
pourquoi l'as-tu donc évoqué?...

Armand! Armand...Ce seuil, mes pas éperdus le
franchirent...Et ce château désert est
plein de mes douleurs....C'est là, c'est là que,
me fuyant et fuyant sa patrie, un soir, un soir
d'été plein de trouble et de fièvre,
me parlant de mourir et prêt à disparaître,
Armand me demanda d'emporter
mon amour...Et mon coeur a gardé son
image...Et ce parc nous a vus nous
sourire et pleurer. O maison de l'ivresse,
o maison des fantômes!...C'est là que
je lui dis adieu, c'est là que parmi les
alarmes, avec ses douleurs et ses charmes,
le cher amour revit encore!
O maison du baiser suprême, c'est toi que
j'ai voulu revoir...cette maison...
Et ce parc nous a vus nous sourire et pleurer.
O maison de l'ivresse,
o maison des fantômes!...C'est là, c'est là que
je lui dis adieu ... Ici, le rêve et la
tristesse...Là-bas, la vie et le devoir!

ENGLISH TRANSLATION:

Yes, I love you, André, I revere you....
You are good, gentle, devoted....But why did
you evoke that dear name I dare not utter,
the name of the exile....why did you evoke
it from the depths of my thoughts where
the memory of him sleeps?...

Armand!....My distracted steps cross this
threshold....And this deserted chateau is
full of my griefs....It is there that, flying
from me and from his country, Armand
one evening, a summer evening full of
trouble and fever, speaking to me of dying
and ready to disappear, asked me to
pledge my love....And my heart has
preserved his image....And this park has
seen us smiling and weeping together.
O house of ecstasy, house of ghosts!...
It is there that I bade him farewell, it is there
that amid alarms, precious love,
with its sadness and its charms, still revives!
O house of our last kissesm it is you
that I wished to see again....Here, dreams
and sadness....There life and duty!

GERMAN TRANSLATION:

Ja, ich liebe dich, André, ich verehre dich...
So gut, so sanft, so selbstlos, das bist du....
Doch warum drängt ein Name sich mir auf die Lippen?
Der Name des Verbannten...der heimlich auf dem
Grunde meiner Seele schlief, warum drängt
er sich so empor?...

Armand!...Die Schwelle, die mein
schwankender Fuß überschreitet...und dies
verlassene Schloss sind die Zeugen
meiner Schmerzen...Hier wars, an
einem Abend, an einem Sommerabend,
wo er mich, wo er aus dem Vaterland fliehen
musste, und wo er voller Zweifel und Fieber
mir vom sterben sprach, und wo du, Armand,
bereit zu scheiden, um meiner treuen
Liebe Vermächtnis mich batest...
Niemals konnte mein Herz sein Bild vergessen...
Dieser Park, der uns lächeln und weinen sah,
der Ort seligen Rausches und düsterer Träume,
der Ort des letzten Lebewohls.
Dort wars, wo inmitten der Trennung,
der Woge der bittersten Tränen,
wir uns geherzt mit dem letzten Kuss.
Teure Stätte des letzten Kusses, mein Herz
dir ewig geweiht. Dieser Park...
Nur hier ist Glück und holdes Schwärmen,
und dort...das Leben...und die Pflicht!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

♥Agnes Baltsa♥ singing "Il est sauvé...Adieu le cher passé!" from Jules Massenet's "Thérèse"

When I first told my mother I was listening to "Thérèse" she just asked "What?"...so you see it's not a very well known opera, but as I maybe mentioned before (when I was posting about "Ascanio in Alba"), the not very popular pieces many times are real gems. "Thérèse" is such a gem. Really. Many people declare "Werther" as Massenet's best opera, but I highly doubt that. It's got a perfect romantic story and wonderful music.
It all plays during the French revolution in october 1792. A typical love triangle between Thérèse, her husband André Thorel and her lover Armand de Clerval is the keystone of the story. Thérèse loves her husband and feels compelled to die with him (in the end of the story), even though she knows she loves Armand more. Well the whole story now is very obvious - you can guess the rest and even the details of the story. It's not a very extraordinary story, but a) who needs one? and b) isn't it the simplicity of a story that makes it nice?

However, below the posted video, you can find, as almost always, the lyrics (in French, English and German). Enjoy!

This song is from the last scene of the opera. Recorded 1981 in Rome.



Lyrics:

French:

THÉRÈSE
Il est sauvé!...Adieu le cher passé!...
J'aurai, pour consoler mon âme inassouvie,
le souvenir exquis...et l'austère
devoir! André!...Mot dont le froid
accent glace mes fièvres...devoir
pour qui l'on vit, devoir pour qui l'on
meurt...

(regardant au dehors, inquiète)

Mais, quelle est cette foule? Elle gronde!
Elle avance...C'est l'échafaud qui
vient, ... la charrette qui passe! J'entends
des cris de mort!...Et qui donc va
mourir?

(un grand cri)

Ah!...grand dieu! qu'ai-je donc vu?...
Est-ce lui?...C'est André! André! lui!
Mon époux! André qui va périr pour le
salut de l'autre!...André! c'est moi!
André!...
Je pouvais fuir, oui, fuir avec Armand!

Mais je veux te rejoindre! Je te donne
ma vie...ayant porté ton nom!

(hors d'elle-même)

Salut, devoir! A bas la guillotine! André!
Attends! Attends! André! Regarde-moi!

VOIX D'ANDRÉ
(au dehors)
Thérèse!...

THÉRÈSE
Ah! André! Je te rejoins! allons! foule
stupide!...Réunis les époux!

André! Je veux mourir! André!
Vive le roi!

(Cris farouches au dehors. La chambre est
envahie par les sectionnaires, les gens du
peuple, les femmes)

LA FOULE
(hurlant)
A mort! A l'Abbaye! Au Tribunal!
A mort! A mort! à mort!

THÉRÈSE
O mort! ouvre tes bras! Marchons!

English:

THÉRÈSE
He is saved!...Farewell, dear past!...
To console my unappeased heart, I shall
have exquisite memory and austere
duty; André! O word whose cold breath
freezes my lips - duty, for which one
lives, duty, for which one dies.

(looking out, anxiously)

But what is this crowd? It growls, it
advances...It is the scaffold coming, the
tumbril passing! I hear the cries of
"Death!"...And who then is to die?

(crying out)

Great heavens! What do I see?...I it
he?...It is André, André, my husban,
André who is perish to save another!

...André! It is I! André!...
I could have fled, yes, fled with
Armand!
But I want to join you! I give you my
life, having borne your name!

(beside herself)

Duty, I greet you! Down with the
guillotine! André! Wait! Wait! André,
look at me!

ANDRÉ's VOICE
(from outside)
Thérèse!...

THÉRÈSE
Ah! André! I am joining you. Come,
senseless mob, reunite the married
couple!
André! I want to die! André! Long live
the king!

(Savage cries from without. The room is
invaded by section-leaders and men and
women of the people.)

THE CROWD
(howling)
Death! To the Abbey! To the tribunal!
Death! Death! Death!

THÉRÈSE
O death, open your arms! Let us go!

German:

THÉRÈSE
Er ist gerettet. Adieu, verlorenes Glück
...Mir bleibt als Trost der ungestillten
Liebe allein nur die Erinnerung und die
strenge Pflicht. André! O Wort, dass
mich erschauern macht mit seinem
kalten Hauch. O Pflicht, für die man
lebt - o Pflicht, für die man stirbt.

(Sie blickt nach draussen, unruhig)

Welch drohende Menge? Was für ein
Tosen. Sie kommen näher...Es naht
das Schafott, der Todeskarren...
Sie schreien "zum Tod". Wer soll denn
sterben?

(aufschreiend)

Ah, großer Gott, was muss ich sehen?...
Wer ist's?...André, André! Mein Gemahl!
André, er geht in den Tod, um
den Freund zu retten.
André! Ich bin's. André!...
Ich könnte fliehen, ja, fliehen mit Armand.
Bald sehen wir uns wieder! Dir will ich
mein Leben geben...dessen Namen ich trage.

(außer sich)

Heil dir, Pflicht! Nieder mit der Guillotine!
André. Warte! Warte! Warte! André. Sieh
mich an!

ANDRÉS STIMME
(von außen)
Thérèse!...

THÉRÈSE
Ah, André. Ich komme zu dir. Sieh her.
Oh, blödes Pack. Gib mir den Gatten
zurück!
Ich will sterben! André!
Es lebe der König!

(Man hört draussen das Volk wild aufheulen,
bis einzelne ins Zimmer dringen)

DIE MENGE
(durcheinander)
Nieder mit ihr. Zum Schafott! Zum
Gericht! Zum Tod!

THÉRÈSE
O Tod, öffne deine Arme. Nimm mich auf.