Saturday, March 31, 2012

On the eve of April Fools' Day by election in Burma - Verdi's Slaves Chorus from Nabucco

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRDIggpHL-w&feature=related Slaves chorus - from Verdi's Nabucco http://theasianchannel.com/video/D6JN0l7A_mE/nabucco-hebrew-slaves-chorus/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Va,_pensiero Libretto Italian &
Rangoon City Hall frame grab Translation in English Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate; va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli, ove olezzano tepide e molli l'aure dolci del suolo natal! Del Giordano le rive saluta, di Sionne le torri atterrate... Oh mia patria sì bella e perduta! Oh membranza sì cara e fatal! Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati, perché muta dal salice pendi? Le memorie nel petto raccendi, ci favella del tempo che fu! O simile di Sòlima ai fati traggi un suono di crudo lamento, o t'ispiri il Signore un concento che ne infonda al patire virtù. Fly, thought, on wings of gold; go settle upon the slopes and the hills, where, soft and mild, the sweet airs of our native land smell fragrant! Greet the banks of the Jordan and Zion's toppled towers... Oh, my country so beautiful and lost! Oh, remembrance so dear and so fatal! Golden harp of the prophetic seers, why dost thou hang mute upon the willow? Rekindle our bosom's memories, and speak to us of times gone by! Mindful of the fate of Jerusalem, give forth a sound of crude lamentation, or may the Lord inspire you a harmony of voices which may instill virtue to suffering.