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Gabriel Faure (1845-1924): Dans la forêt de Septembre, op. 85 no. 1 (1902)

Aria Bower, Soprano
Julian Drummond: Piano

recorded at the Apple Hill Center for Chamber Music

rough translation:
Branches, muffled sounds,
sonorous trunks hollowed by age
the ancient, mournful forest corresponds
to our own melancholy.

Oh pines, clinging to the edges of abysses,
Deserted nests in broken branches,
Burnt thickets, flowers without dew,
You know well how one suffers!

And when man, a pale passerby,
Weeps in the solitary woods,
Cries of darkness and of mystery
welcome him, in tears like his own.

Good forest! Open promise
Of that exile which life implores,
I come with a step [that is] still lively
Into your depths [that are] still green.

But from a thin branch on the footpath
A reddish flower, grazes my head
and trembles on my shoulder;

It is the aging forest,
knowing winter, when all aborts
To be already close in me as itself
has given me the fraternal alms
Of its first dead leaf!

Gabriel Faure: Dans la forêt de Septembre

Rebab: Phil
Gender: Tom
Kendhang: Barry
Gambang: Julian
Slenthem & Gong: Sam

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Rebab: Phil
Gender: Barry
Kendhang: Julian
Gambang: Tom
Slenthem & Gong: Sam

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