Oh come, come back home, Return to your love! Must I always sigh? Reply, sweet my love. The sheep in the fields- Leave them, set them free. By night run away. Come home, come to me. Oh run, run away. Come home, come to me. Upon the green, steep mountainside, Who is that boy laying still? A long black cloak is drawn o’er him. Is he perhaps sleeping still? It’s my sweetheart, my only love. Drunk with mountains’ fragrant flowers, He slumbers there beside the spring, Lie low, lie low, my Saro. Arise, my brave one. Wake up, shepherd boy. Bring the sheep back home; The day is now gone. Oh, come! How I yearn And crave your return, My love to restore. Torture me no more! Rivers flow beneath the mountains, Rushing wildly over rocks Whose love weeps there in sad despair, Softly, softly, all alone? Alas, Anoush, you mountains flower. Alas to your only love. Alas, your long and perfumed hair. Alas, your deep and sad eyes. ANOUSH Ah, how suddenly everything has changed. All things in my life are empty and void. Mountains stand alone, barren and ignored, With the shepherd boy, gone so far away. Oh my shepherd boy let me die with you. Oh, come, come back home, Return to your love. Must I always sigh? Reply, my sweet love! (Same time as the voices) The sheep in the fields- Leave them, set them free. By night run away. Come home, come to me. VOICES (Same time as Anoush above) Anoush, come, come with us. Anoush let us go. Anoush, come, come with us. Ah, Anoush, Anoush. Anoush, come with us. Anoush, come, Anoush. Anoush! ANOUSH (Hallucinating) Look, can you see? There’s a wedding. Men are playing fife and drum. They seem happy, yet it’s snowing. How strange! They are having fun. They seem happy, yet it’s snowing. How strange! They are having fun. Girls, oh girls, oh, come,and to you My strange vision I’ll confide. Who has ever seen a wedding With no bridegroom and no bride? Who has ever seen a wedding With no bridegroom and no bride? They carry my love and bring him to me. Let them put him down and leave him to me. Don’t take him away. Let me come with you. Bury me alive with him in his grave. Don’t take him away. Don’t take him away. Don’t take him away. Ah, ah! THE VOICE OF ANOUSH’S MOTHER (offstage) Anoush, come back home. Where are you, my child? ANOUSH I won’t come, Nanni. Nanni, wait no more. (Same time as the voices) Saro calls me from afar. Saro, here I come. VOICES (Same time as Anoush) See, the river gushing, voush, voush. Currents rushing, dashing forth. It is calling voush, voush, voush. Come, sweet Anoush, let us take you to your love. Voush, voush, voush. Voush, voush, Anoush; voush, voush, sweet maid. Alas to love; woeful your fate. ANOUSH (Climbing higher and higher towards an imaginary Saro) Through cold rushing streams, Passing through the clouds, All with flow’rs adorned. Saro, sweet Saro, I will join my love. (She reaches the edge of a precipice) Ah!!! (Anoush falls - or throws herself - to her death.) VOICES IN THE HILLS Voush, voush, voush!
Oh come, come back home,
Return to your love!
Must I always sigh?
Reply, sweet my love.
The sheep in the fields-
Leave them, set them free.
By night run away.
Come home, come to me.
Oh run, run away.
Come home, come to me.
Upon the green, steep mountainside,
Who is that boy laying still?
A long black cloak is drawn o’er him.
Is he perhaps sleeping still?
It’s my sweetheart, my only love.
Drunk with mountains’ fragrant flowers,
He slumbers there beside the spring,
Lie low, lie low, my Saro.
Arise, my brave one.
Wake up, shepherd boy.
Bring the sheep back home;
The day is now gone.
Oh, come! How I yearn
And crave your return,
My love to restore.
Torture me no more!
Rivers flow beneath the mountains,
Rushing wildly over rocks
Whose love weeps there in sad despair,
Softly, softly, all alone?
Alas, Anoush, you mountains flower.
Alas to your only love.
Alas, your long and perfumed hair.
Alas, your deep and sad eyes.
ANOUSH
Ah, how suddenly everything has changed.
All things in my life are empty and void.
Mountains stand alone, barren and ignored,
With the shepherd boy, gone so far away.
Oh my shepherd boy let me die with you.
Oh, come, come back home,
Return to your love.
Must I always sigh?
Reply, my sweet love!
(Same time as the voices)
The sheep in the fields-
Leave them, set them free.
By night run away.
Come home, come to me.
VOICES (Same time as Anoush above)
Anoush, come, come with us.
Anoush let us go.
Anoush, come, come with us.
Ah, Anoush, Anoush.
Anoush, come with us.
Anoush, come, Anoush.
Anoush!
ANOUSH (Hallucinating)
Look, can you see?
There’s a wedding.
Men are playing fife and drum.
They seem happy, yet it’s snowing.
How strange! They are having fun.
They seem happy, yet it’s snowing.
How strange! They are having fun.
Girls, oh girls, oh, come,and to you
My strange vision I’ll confide.
Who has ever seen a wedding
With no bridegroom and no bride?
Who has ever seen a wedding
With no bridegroom and no bride?
They carry my love and bring him to me.
Let them put him down and leave him to me.
Don’t take him away. Let me come with you.
Bury me alive with him in his grave.
Don’t take him away.
Don’t take him away.
Don’t take him away.
Ah, ah!
THE VOICE OF ANOUSH’S MOTHER (offstage)
Anoush, come back home.
Where are you, my child?
ANOUSH
I won’t come, Nanni.
Nanni, wait no more.
(Same time as the voices)
Saro calls me from afar.
Saro, here I come.
VOICES (Same time as Anoush)
See, the river gushing, voush, voush.
Currents rushing, dashing forth.
It is calling voush, voush, voush.
Come, sweet Anoush, let us take you to your love.
Voush, voush, voush.
Voush, voush, Anoush; voush, voush, sweet maid.
Alas to love; woeful your fate.
ANOUSH (Climbing higher and higher towards an imaginary Saro)
Through cold rushing streams,
Passing through the clouds,
All with flow’rs adorned.
Saro, sweet Saro,
I will join my love.
(She reaches the edge of a precipice)
Ah!!!
(Anoush falls - or throws herself - to her death.)
VOICES IN THE HILLS
Voush, voush, voush!
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Величине нет равных ,замечательное исполнение.Но большое желание пережить эту оперу в театрах ,в культовых очагах ,а не в реальной жизни.
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