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THE HELIOS ENSEMBLE PRESENTS Carmina PRESENTED WITH Burana SATURDAY NOV 23RD 7 PM CATALINA UNITED METHODIST CHURCH 2700 E SPEEDWAY BLVD, TUCSON THE HELIOS ENSEMBLE AND THE SOUTHERN ARIZONA SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA PRESENT Carmina Burana PROGRAM Carmina Burana (1936) Carl Orff (1895-1982) Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi (Fortune, Empress of the World) Primo vere (In Springtime) Uf dem Anger (On the Green) In Taberna (In the Tavern) Cour d’amours (The Court of Love) Branziflor et Helena (Branchefleur and Helen) Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi (Fortune, Empress of the World) Alexsandra Esposito, soprano Matthew Holter, tenor Octavio Moreno, baritone The Helios Ensemble Southern Arizona Symphony Orchestra Benjamin Hansen, conductor PROGRAM NOTES Carl Orff was a German composer and music educator. His Carmina Burana, written in 1936, is Orff’s most celebrated work. The composer entitled it a ‘dramatic cantata.’ It can be performed in a stage version with dancing and pantomime, but usually it is given in a concert version for solo singers, chorus and orchestra. The supporting orchestra is of the usual size and is augmented by two pianos and a large percussion section. The text is drawn from a famous 13th century collection of Goliard songs and poems that were discovered in the ancient Bavarian monastery of Benediktbeuren in 1803; hence the name Carmina Burana (Songs of Beuren). These were secular songs written in a mixture of medieval Latin, low German and French by minstrel poets, artists and runaway monks - people outside the respectable society of the time.” CARMINA BURANA Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi 1. O Fortuna O Fortune, like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice. 3 PROGRAM NOTES continued Fate - monstrous 2. Fortune plango vulnera and empty, (I bemoan the wounds of you whirling wheel, Fortune) you are malevolent, I bemoan the wounds of well-being is vain Fortune and always fades to nothing, with weeping eyes, shadowed for the gifts she made me and veiled she perversely takes away. you plague me too; It is written in truth, now through the game that she has a fine head of hair, I bring my bare back but, when it comes to seizing to your villainy. an opportunity Fate is against me she is bald. in health On Fortune's throne and virtue, I used to sit raised up, driven on crowned with and weighted down, the many-coloured flowers of always enslaved. prosperity; So at this hour though I may have flourished without delay happy and blessed, pluck the vibrating strings; now I fall from the peak since Fate deprived of glory. strikes down the strong man, The wheel of Fortune turns; everyone weep with me! I go down, demeaned; another is raised up; far too high up sits the king at the summit - let him fear ruin! for under the axis is written Queen Hecuba. 4 Primo Vere 4. Omnia sol temperat (The sun warms everything) 3. Veris leta facies The sun warms everything, (The merry face of spring) pure and gentle, The merry face of spring once again it reveals to the world turns to the world, April's face, sharp winter the soul of man now flees, vanquished; is urged towards love bedecked in various colours and joys are governed Flora reigns, by the boy-god. the harmony of the woods All this rebirth praises her in song. Ah! in spring’s festivity Lying in Flora's lap and spring’s power Phoebus once more bids us to rejoice; smiles, now covered it shows us paths we know well, in many-coloured flowers, and in your springtime Zephyr breathes nectar- it is true and right scented breezes. to keep what is yours. Let us rush to compete Love me faithfully! for love's prize. Ah! See how I am faithful: In harp-like tones sings with all my heart the sweet nightingale, and with all my soul, with many flowers I am with you the joyous meadows are even when I am far away. laughing, Whosoever loves this much a flock of birds rises up turns on the wheel. through the pleasant forests, the chorus of maidens already promises a thousand joys. Ah! 5 PROGRAM NOTES continued 5. Ecce gratum Uf dem Anger (Behold, the pleasant spring) Behold, the pleasant 6. Tanz (Dance) and longed-for spring brings back joyfulness, 7. Floret silva nobilis violet flowers (The woods are burgeoning) fill the meadows, The noble woods are the sun brightens everything, burgeoning sadness is now at an end! with flowers and leaves. Summer returns, Where is the lover now withdraw I knew? Ah! the rigours of winter. Ah! He has ridden off! Now melts Oh! Who will love me? Ah! and disappears The woods are burgeoning all ice, snow and the rest, over, winter flees, I am pining for my lover. and now spring sucks at The woods are turning green all summer's breast: over, a wretched soul is he why is my lover away so long? who does not live Ah! or lust He has ridden off, under summer's rule. Ah! Oh woe, who will love me? Ah! They glory and rejoice 8. Chramer, gip die varwe mir in honeyed sweetness (Shopkeeper, give me colour) who strive Shopkeeper, give me colour to make use of to make my cheeks red, Cupid’s prize; so that I can make the young at Venus’ command men let us glory love me, against their will. and rejoice Look at me, in being Paris' equals. Ah! young men! Let me please you! 6 Good men, love 10. Were diu werlt alle min women worthy of love! (Were all the world mine) Love ennobles your spirit Were all the world mine and gives you honour. from the sea to the Rhine, ... I would starve myself of it Hail, world, so that the Queen of England so rich in joys! might lie in my arms. I will be obedient to you because of the pleasures In Taberna you afford. ... 11. Estuans interius (Burning Inside) 9. Reie (Round dance) Burning inside Those who go round and with violent anger, round bitterly are all maidens, I speak to my heart: they want to do without a created from matter, man of the ashes of the elements, all summer long. Ah! Sla! I am like a leaf Come, come, my love, played with by the winds. I long for you, If it is the way I long for you, of the wise man come, come, my love. to build Sweet rose-red lips, foundations on stone, come and make me better, the I am a fool, like come and make me better, a flowing stream, sweet rose-red lips. which in its course never changes. I am carried along like a ship without a steersman, and in the paths of the air like a light, hovering bird; 7 PROGRAM NOTES continued chains cannot hold me, I am burning fiercely on the keys cannot imprison me, pyre: I look for people like me the steward now serves me up. and join the wretches. Now I lie on a plate, The heaviness of my heart and cannot fly anymore, seems like a burden to me; I see bared teeth: it is pleasant to joke and sweeter than honeycomb; 13. Ego sum abbas whatever Venus commands (I am the abbot) is a sweet duty, I am the abbot of Cockaigne she never dwells and my assembly is one of in a lazy heart. drinkers, I travel the broad path and I wish to be in the order of as is the way of youth, Decius, I give myself to vice, and whoever searches me out unmindful of virtue, at the tavern in the morning, I am eager for the pleasures of after Vespers he will leave the flesh naked, more than for salvation, and thus stripped of his my soul is dead, clothes he will call out: so I shall look after the flesh. Woe! Woe! what have you done, vilest 12. Cignus ustus cantat Fate? (The Roast Swan) the joys of my life Once I lived on lakes, you have taken all away! Once I looked beautiful when I was a swan. Misery me! Now black and roasting fiercely! The servant is turning me on the spit; 8 14. In taberna quando nine for the dispersed monks, sumus (When we are in ten for the seamen, the tavern) eleven for the squabblers, When we are in the tavern, twelve for the penitent, we do not think how we will thirteen for the wayfarers. go to dust, To the Pope as to the king but we hurry to gamble, they all drink without restraint. which always makes us The mistress drinks, the master sweat. drinks, What happens in the tavern, the soldier drinks, the priest where money is host, drinks, you may well ask, the man drinks, the woman and hear what I say. drinks, Some gamble, some drink, the servant drinks with the maid, some behave loosely. the swift man drinks, the lazy But of those who gamble, man drinks, some are stripped bare, the white man drinks, the black some win their clothes here, man drinks, some are dressed in sacks. the settled man drinks, the Here no-one fears death, wanderer drinks, but they throw the dice in the stupid man drinks, the wise the name of Bacchus. man drinks, First of all it is to the wine- The poor man drinks, the sick merchant man drinks, the the libertines drink, the exile drinks, and the stranger, one for the prisoners, the boy drinks, the old man three for the living, drinks, four for all Christians, the bishop drinks, and the five for the faithful dead, deacon, six for the loose sisters, the sister drinks, the brother seven for the footpads in drinks, the wood, the old lady drinks, the mother Eight for the errant brethren, drinks, 9 PROGRAM NOTES continued this man drinks, that man drinks, 16.