Johnny Rabe's Elective Senior Recital
Hockett Recital Hall
Ithaca, NY
September 30th, 2010
This song was the first in a set of three songs by Debussy. Les Cloches depicts a scene of spring and how the loveliness of the outdoors can be connected to the Church.
See a Translation below:
Les Cloches
Les feuilles s'ouvraient sur le bord des Branches délicatement.
Les cloches tintaient, légères et franches, Dans le ciel clément.
Rythmique et fervent comme une Antienne, Ce lointain appel
Me remémorait la blancheur chrétienne Des fleurs de l'autel.
Ces cloches parlaient d'heureuses années, Et, dans le grand bois,
Semblaient reverdir les feuilles fanées, Des jours d'autrefois.
The Bells
The leaves opened on the edge of the Branches delicately.
The bells tolled, light and free,
In the clear sky.
Rhythmically and fervently, like an Antiphon, this far-away call
Reminded me of the Christian whiteness
Of altar flowers.
These bells spoke of happy years,
And in the large forest
They seemed to revive the withered Leaves of days gone by.
Poet: P. Bourget
Tooooooooo fast. Slooooooow down. The French was good, but try to keep your mouth steady. You're working too hard, and I guarantee that made you tense and probably a little tired. The words flow out, the phrase does not need to be chewed. And seriously, slow down.
genbuddhathe1 5 months ago
Very beautiful :)
EboniZombi 9 months ago
are you singing???
or reading out loud the lyrics??
r085049 1 year ago 2