Two Fables by Krylov
Opus 4
Form
Two songs for mezzo-soprano and orchestra, to texts by Ivan Krylov:
- The Dragonfly and the Ant -- Con moto
- The Ass and the Nightingale -- Moderato
Instrumentation
piccolo, 2 flutes, 2 oboes, 2 clarinets (B flat and A), 2 bassoons, contrabassoon ;
4 horns, 3 trumpets, 3 trombones, tuba ;
timpani, triangle, cymbals ;
celesta, harp ;
strings
Composed
1922, at Petrograd
Dedicated to
Mikhail Vladimirovich Kvadri
First performance
2 February 1977, Estonia Concert Hall, Tallinn
by the Moscow Conservatory Students' Chorus (female section) and Symphony Orchestra
Arrangements
Reduction for voice and piano by the composer
Texts
by Ivan Andreyevich Krylov
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1. Strekoza i Muravej
Poprygun'ja strekoza Leto krasnoje propela; Ogljanut'sja ne uspela, Kak zima katit v glaza. Pomertvelo chisto pole; Net uzh dnej tekh svetlykh bole, Kak pod kazhdym jej listkom Byl gotov i stol, i dom. Vsjo proshlo; s zimoj kholodnoj Nuzhda, golod nastajot. Strekoza uzh ne pojot; I komu zhe v um pojdjot Na zheludok pet' golodnyj! Zloj toskoj udruchena, K Murav'ju polzjot ona: - Ne ostav' menja, kum miloj! Daj ty mne sobrat'sja s siloj, I do veshnikh tol'ko dnej Prokormi i obogrej. - - Kumushka, mne stranno `eto: Da rabotala l' ty leto? - Govorit jej Muravej. - Do togo l', golubchik, bylo? V mjagkikh muravakh u nas Pesni, rezvost' vsjakij chas, Tak chto golovu vskruzhilo... - - A, tak ty... - - Ja bez dushi Leto celoje vsjo pela. - - Ty vsjo pela? `Eto delo! Tak pojdi zhe, popljashi! - |
1. The Dragonfly and the Ant
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2. Osjol i Solovej
Osjol uvidel Solov'ja I govorit jemu: - Poslushaj-ka, druzhishche! Ty, skazyvajut, pet' velikij masterishche: Khotel by ochen' ja Sam posudit', tvojo uslyshav pen'je, Veliko l' podlinno tvojo umen'je? - Tut Solovej javljat' iskusstvo stal: Na tysjachu ladov tjanul, perelivalsja; To nezhno on oslabeval I tomnoj vdaleke svirel'ju otdavalsja, To melkoj drob'ju v drug po roshche rassypalsja. Vnimalo vsjo togda Ljubimcu i pevcu Avrory; Zatikhli veterki, zamolkli ptichek khory, I prilegli stada. Chut'-chut' dysha, pastukh im ljubovalsja I tol'ko inogda, Vnimaja Solov'ju, pastushke ulybalsja. Skonchal pevec. Osjol, ustavjas' v zemlju lbom. - Izrjadno, - govorit, - skazat' nelozhno, Tebja bez skuki slushat' mozhno; A zhal', chto neznakom Ty s nashim petukhom; Jeshchjo b ty bole navostrilsja, Kogda by u nego nemnozhko pouchilsja. - Uslysha sud takoj, moj bednyj Solovej Vsporkhnul i - poletel za tridevjat' polej. Izbavi bog i nas ot `etakikh sudej. |
2. The Ass and the Nightingale |
