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*{{PostedDate|2022-11-25}} {{CPDLno|71644}} [[Media:Choeur des frileuses.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media: | *{{PostedDate|2022-11-25}} {{CPDLno|71644}} [[Media:Choeur des frileuses.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:Chœur des frileuses.mxl|{{XML}}]] | ||
{{Editor|Claude Tallet|2022-11-25}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|13|798}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | {{Editor|Claude Tallet|2022-11-25}}{{ScoreInfo|A4|13|798}}{{Copy|CPDL}} | ||
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*{{PostedDate|2015-10-18}} {{CPDLno|37243}} [{{website|pandolfo}}?attachment_id=1687 {{net}}] | *{{PostedDate|2015-10-18}} {{CPDLno|37243}} [{{website|pandolfo}}?attachment_id=1687 {{net}}] | ||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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Latest revision as of 02:25, 1 January 2023
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- Editor: Claude Tallet (submitted 2022-11-25). Score information: A4, 13 pages, 798 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Based on the scan below.
- Contributor: Paolo Pandolfo (submitted 2015-10-18). Score information: A4, 13 pages, 396 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Scan from IMSLP of Delibes - Mélodies, 2ème volume
General Information
Title: Choeur des frileuses
Composer: Léo Delibes
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: SA
Genre: Secular, Aria
Language: French
Instruments: Piano
First published:
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
French text
Rentrons au logis
Soufflons dans nos doigts
par le froid rougis
Mon Dieu, qu’il fait froid !
Comme une avalanche,
la neige bientôt, en tempête blanche,
Du ciel en courroux
Bientôt va fondre sur nous.
Laissons les plus courageux
que l’amour protège
Chercher dans les vallons creux
Une fleur de neige.
Aux givres étincelants
Elle a pris ses feux étranges,
Et son fin duvet d’argent
À l’aile des anges.