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"Winter Road," Alexander Pushkin
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composition for Tenor and orchestra, 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 #90
Peak in subgenre #6
Author
Alexander Pushkin/Masaru Yonemitsu
Rights
adhikapokoya 2010
Uploaded
October 20, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 3:15
Story behind the song
Composition is in Russian. An English translation follows:
Lyrics
WINTRY ROAD Slow the moon, embraced by shadow, Climbs the hilly clouds of night And upon the cheerless meadow Sadly pours its pallid light. Down the road, as white and eerie As the wintry, boundless lea, Runs my troika, and the weary Sleigh-bell jangles drowsily. In the driver's song unending Much is there that speaks to me, Now a plaint, my spirit rending, Now a reckless gaiety... All around is snow, and nothing, Not a light to cheer the eye; Mileposts rush to meet me, nodding As they pass indifferent by. But, my Nina, on the morrow, By the fire's unsteady blaze, I will drown my gloom, my sorrow And my dullness in your gaze. Let the clock, its passage charted, Midnight strike, we'll not, my own, Once the others leave, be parted, But stay on - stay on alone. Sad am I... The night encloses Field and wood... The moon looms wan... In his seat the driver dozes, Through the snow the road drags on. 1826
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