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Airat Ichmouratov 3 Poems after Alexander Pushkin III. Winter Morning Айрат Ишмуратов , 3 Поэмы на стихи Александра Сергеевича Пушкина III.Зимнее Утро Pascale Beaudin Soprano, conductor Bic Festival orchestra Frost and sunshine, day so wondrous! Friend so charming, still thou slumberest! Wake thou, my beauty, wake, 'tis time! Open those eyes by comfort calloused Toward the Aurora Borealis ó Star of the North, rise up and shine! Just yesterday, dost thou remember, Was snow and mist of dark December: Remember how the pale moon shone Through cloud-grey, smeared with tinge of yellow, And thou didst sit there, wrapt in sorrow ó But now... just look through window yon! Beneath vast skies of endless azure, Beneath majestic space unmeasured, The snow lies glistening in the sun. So black the stark transparent forest, So green the fir through fading hoar-frost ó Beneath the ice the brooklets run. Behold, the room with amber rays is All bathed in light. The stove ablaze is Cheerfully cracking over there. 'Tis pleasant to sit by the fire, But could we not ride through the brier In a sleigh drawn by that old brown mare? To glide o'er morning snow fresh fallen... Dear friend, do let us heed that calling ó The mare's impatient for the start! And we shall pass by lonely meadows And woods bereft of leafy shadows And shores so dear unto my heart. *********************************** Airat Ichmouratov is Russian / Canadian classic composer, conductor and klezmer clarinetist. (Modern Classical Music) Twitter: Instagram: Facebook:
