Composer

Notes:
Fauré
Poulenc
Szymanowski

Synopsis
Fauré
Poulenc
Szymanowski

Text:
Fauré
Poulenc
Szymanowski

Szymanowski Song of the Night (Symphony No. 3)

Oh, do not sleep friend, through this night.
You a soul, while we are suffering through this night.
Banish slumber from your eyes.
The great secret is revealed in this night.
You are Jove in the high heavens
Round heaven’s starry dome you circle in this night!
Like an eagle fly above!
Now a hero is your soul in this night.
Such a quiet, others sleep . . .
I and God alone together in this night!
What a roar! Joy arises,
Truth with gleaming wing is shining in this night!
Do not sleep, friend,
If I slumbered until sunrise,
I should never, never see this night again!
Thoroughfares on earth are silent,
There behold the starry roads of this night.
Leo, Orion,
Sagittarius and the virgin blood-red gleam through this night.
Saturn binds with fateful powers.
Venus floats in golden sail through this night.
Silence binds my tongue with fetters
But I speak though tongueless in this night.