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صوت أحمد قطليش
عثر بين أوراق تشيخوف على هذه المناجاة منفصلةً ومكتوبة بخط يده :

" ارتكب سليمان خطأ فادحاً عندما نشدَ الحكمة ."

سليمان ( وحيداً ) : آه! يالهذه الحياة المظلمة! عندما كنتُ طفلاً, ما من ليلٍ أرعبني بظلامه كما يرعبني الآن وجودي الخفيّ. يا ربّ, أما وهبتَ داود هبة الكلمات والأصوات المتناغمة لكي يترنم ويحمدك على أوتاره, في رثاءٍ عذب, ويبكي الناس أو يدفعهم إلى حب الجمال؛ فلماذا وهبتني هذا العقل الجائع المؤرق المثقل بالتأملات؟ أتخفّى في الظلام مثل حشرةٍ ولدت من الغبار؛ وكياني كله يرتجف ويرتعد في خوفٍ ويأس, أرى وأسمع في كل شيء لغزاً خفياً. لماذا هذا الصباح؟ لماذا تشرق الشمس من وراء المعبد لتذهِّب النخلة؟ لماذا جمال النساء هذا؟ إلى أين يسرع العصفور, وما معنى طيرانه, ما دام هو وصغاره والمكان الذي يهرعون إليه سيصيرون غباراً مثلي؟ كان خيراً لي لو لم أولد قط أو ليتني كنتُ حجراً لم ينعم عليه الله بالعيون والأفكار. وإنهاكاً مني لجسدي عند حلول الليل, حملتُ الرخام إلى المعبد مثل أيِّ عامل طوال نهار أمس؛ ولكن ها قد حلّ الليل الآن ولا أستطيع النوم .. سأذهب وأستلقي. أخبرني الفريسيون أنه إذا ما تخيل المرء قطيع شياهٍ يركض, ثم صوّب انتباهه عليه, اضطربَ الخاطر وأخلْدَ إلى النوم, وهذا ما سوف أفعله ..

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تشيخوف | دفاتر سريّة


مناجاة سليمان _ أنطون تشيخوف

o shining light
o light
o star-shine gold

jewel of the star-hall
heaven’s sparkling gem
shimmering flower of the field of angels
celestial fire
luminous, radiant, bright

lux lucens in tenebris
loquitur animae stella					
[light shining in darkness
the star that speaks to the soul]

oh, shine in light
o shine

Shining Light

Schubert - Serenade "Leise Flehen Meine Lieder"

Giora Feidman - Mazel Tov

Hamza El-Din - Dry Sands of the Desert

Singer Pur
Mainzer Musiksommer, Seminarkirche
21 August 2016
Recorded live by Radio Südwestrundfunk 2

it is enough
it is after the end
it's done

it all came to nothing
the strong overcame the weak
as it was in the beginning, it was not in the end

it is enough
that was the last one
it's over
the last one
it's done
and you lost

close the door
shut off the world
without end

it all came to nothing
the strong overcame the weak
as it was...

no tears
no sighs
not the memory of an angel

it is not enough
 
you, the outcast
you, the forgotten
you, the sick at heart
you, on the sidelines
shut in, shut out
bitter, yet silent
you're going from noplace to nowhere

it is not enough

©2016 Joanne Metcalf

It Is Enough (live - SWR2 Radio)

Cantata on the subject of peace between the nations on a beautiful French text by Carine Valette Ayala. Live recording of first performance on 15 July 2016 in Le Treport, France. Track Nr. 3 contains a triple fuge on the national anthems of France, Germany and England irradiated by the famous song "Tell me where the flowers are". 
Performers:
Joanna Stawarska, soprano
Jean-Pierre Menuge, recorder
Pavel Amilcar, violin
Caroline Menuge, violin
Pawel Stawarski, viola
Peter Lamprecht, gamba
Amandine Menuge, cello
Jorge Escribano, harpsichord

PACIS FLORES Nr 1 Tombeau

Il nome del bel fior - 04. Il nome del bel fior

Il nome del bel fior (excerpts)
Italian text from Dante's Paradiso, Canto XXIII

6: Io sono amore angelico
7: Maria IV

Il nome del bel fior – 06. Io sono amore angelico & 07. Maria IV

Ego dilecto meo

Lost in the Stars

Former Harvard student and then Norton Professor, poet Robert Frost answered an undergraduate’s question in the early 1950s and later read one of his most famous poems, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.”

Robert Frost, 1950s - Harvard Voices

The Road Not Taken
BY ROBERT FROST


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert FROST read by MAN POEMS

Fire and Ice
Robert Frost


Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. 


FIRE AND ICE by Robert FROST read by MAN POEMS

The music of Joanne Metcalf, critically acclaimed as “music of great beauty” (Klassik-Heute) and “extraordinarily beautiful” (International Record Review), is known for its evocative lyricism, rhythmic extravagance, and “beautiful use of vocal colours and texture” (Glasgow Herald). Ms. Metcalf has received commissions from the Hilliard Ensemble; Singer Pur, Germany’s pre-eminent vocal ensemble; Cappella Nova; and Canty, Scotland’s premiere vocal quartet. Her choral compositions have been performed by Variant 6, the Gothic Voices, and The Crossing.