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==Music files== | ==Music files== | ||
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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''The Blue Alsatian Mountains''}} | |||
{{Composer|Stephen Adams}} | |||
{{Lyricist|Charlotte Alington Barnard| "Claribel"}} | |||
{{Voicing|1|Solo Soprano}} | |||
{{Genre|Secular|Folksongs}} | |||
{{Language|English}} | |||
{{Instruments|Piano}} | |||
{{Pub|1|}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
{{Text|English| | |||
By the blue Alsatian mountains, | |||
Dwelt a maiden young and fair, | |||
like the careless flowing fountains, | |||
Were the ripples of her hair; | |||
Angel mild her eyes so wining, | |||
Angel bright her happy smile, | |||
When beneath the fountains spinning, | |||
You could hear her song the while | |||
Adè, Adè, Adè, | |||
Such songs will pass away | |||
Tho' the blue Alsatian mountains | |||
Seem to watch and wait alway. | |||
By the blue Alsatian mountains, | |||
Dwelt a stranger in the spring, | |||
And he linger'd by the fountains, | |||
Just to hear the maiden sing, | |||
Just to hear the maiden sing; | |||
Just to whisper in the moonlight, | |||
Words the sweetest she had known, | |||
Just to charm away the hours | |||
Till her heart was all his own | |||
Adè, Adè, Adè, | |||
Such dreams may pass away | |||
But the blue Alsatian mountains | |||
Seem to watch and wait alway. | |||
By the blue Alsatian mountains, | |||
Many springtimes bloom'd and pass'd, | |||
And the maiden in the fountains, | |||
Saw she lost her hopes at last, | |||
She lost her hopes at last; | |||
And she withered like the flower | |||
That is waiting for the rain, | |||
She will never see the stranger, | |||
Where the fountains fall again | |||
Adè, Adè, Adè, | |||
The years have passed away | |||
But the blue Alsatian mountains | |||
Seem to watch and wait alway.}} | |||
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- Editor: Stan Sanderson (submitted 2004-04-08). Score information: Letter or A4, 2 pages Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: The Blue Alsatian Mountains
Composer: Stephen Adams
Lyricist: Charlotte Alington Barnard "Claribel"
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Soprano solo
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
First published:
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
By the blue Alsatian mountains,
Dwelt a maiden young and fair,
like the careless flowing fountains,
Were the ripples of her hair;
Angel mild her eyes so wining,
Angel bright her happy smile,
When beneath the fountains spinning,
You could hear her song the while
Adè, Adè, Adè,
Such songs will pass away
Tho' the blue Alsatian mountains
Seem to watch and wait alway.
By the blue Alsatian mountains,
Dwelt a stranger in the spring,
And he linger'd by the fountains,
Just to hear the maiden sing,
Just to hear the maiden sing;
Just to whisper in the moonlight,
Words the sweetest she had known,
Just to charm away the hours
Till her heart was all his own
Adè, Adè, Adè,
Such dreams may pass away
But the blue Alsatian mountains
Seem to watch and wait alway.
By the blue Alsatian mountains,
Many springtimes bloom'd and pass'd,
And the maiden in the fountains,
Saw she lost her hopes at last,
She lost her hopes at last;
And she withered like the flower
That is waiting for the rain,
She will never see the stranger,
Where the fountains fall again
Adè, Adè, Adè,
The years have passed away
But the blue Alsatian mountains
Seem to watch and wait alway.