{"id":6449,"date":"2018-04-07T20:26:43","date_gmt":"2018-04-07T20:26:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.camruss.com\/?page_id=6449"},"modified":"2018-04-07T20:36:25","modified_gmt":"2018-04-07T20:36:25","slug":"nicholsky-ensemble-programme-15-04-2018","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/camruss.com\/en\/nicholsky-ensemble-programme-15-04-2018\/","title":{"rendered":"Nikolsky Ensemble &#8211; Programme 15.04.2018"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><strong>Part One. Sacred music<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p>1. \u201cPascha troparion\u201d Greek-Latin-Slavic<br \/>\n2. N. Kedrov Jr. \u201cPsalm 103(104)\u201d<br \/>\n3. P. Chesnokov \u201cHaving seen the resurrection of Christ\u201d<br \/>\n4. A. Gretchaninov \u201cNow, Master, you let your servant depart in peace\u201d<br \/>\n5. P. Tchaikovsky \u201cO Lord, save the Faithful\u2026Trisagion\u201d<br \/>\n6. \u201cLet my prayer be set forth\u2026\u201d Greek chant<br \/>\n7. D. Hristov \u201cIn thy Kingdom\u201d<br \/>\n8. M. Mussorgsky \u201cThe Angel exclaimed\u201d<br \/>\n9. S. Rachmaninov \u201cMother of God and Virgin, Rejoice \/ Hail Mary\u201d (Bogoroditse, Devo, raduisya) from &#8220;All-Night Vigil&#8221;, op. 37<br \/>\n10. P. Chesnokov \u201cO, Earnest Helper\u2026\u201d<br \/>\n11. D. Bortniansky Concert \u211615 \u201cYe people, let us come and sing Christ&#8217;s Resurrection\u201d<br \/>\n12. N. Kedrov \u201cLord\u2019s Prayer\u201d<br \/>\n13. A. Kosolapov \u201cConfirm, O God, the Holy Orthodox Faith\u201d<\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Translations<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n<p><strong>1. Pascha troparion<\/strong><br \/>\nChrist is risen from the dead, trampling down death by death, and upon those in the tombs bestowing life.<\/p>\n<p><strong>2. Psalm 103 (104)<\/strong><br \/>\nPraise the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty.<br \/>\nHe set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.<br \/>\nYou covered it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.<br \/>\nHe makes springs pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains.<br \/>\nHow many are your works, O LORD! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.<\/p>\n<p><strong>3. Having seen the Resurrection of Christ<\/strong><br \/>\nHaving seen the Resurrection of Christ, let us worship the Holy Lord Jesus, the only sinless one. We worship your Cross, O Christ, and we praise and glorify your holy Resurrection. For you are our God; we know no other but you; we name you by name. Come, all the faithful, let us worship the holy Resurrection of Christ; for behold through the Cross, joy has come in all the world. Ever blessing the Lord, we sing his Resurrection. For having endured the Cross for us, by death he has destroyed death.<\/p>\n<p><strong>4. Now, Master, you let your servant depart in peace<\/strong><br \/>\nNow, Master, you let your servant depart in peace, according to your word; for my eyes have seen your Salvation, which you have prepared before the face of all peoples, a Light to bring revelation to the nations, and the Glory of your people Israel.<\/p>\n<p><strong>5. O Lord, save the Faithful\u2026 Trisagion<\/strong><br \/>\nO Lord, save the faithful, and hear us!<br \/>\nHoly God, Holy mighty, Holy immortal, have mercy on us. (thrice) Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit: Both now and forever and to the ages of ages. Amen. Holy immortal, have mercy on us! Holy God, Holy mighty, Holy immortal, have mercy on us.<\/p>\n<p><strong>6. Let my prayer be set forth\u2026<\/strong><br \/>\nLet my prayer be set forth in Thy sight like incense, and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice. Lord, I have cried to Thee, hear me; hear the voice of my prayer, when I cry to Thee. Set a watch, Lord, before my mouth, and keep the door of my lips. Incline not my heart to an evil thing, nor to practice wicked deeds. Let my prayer be set forth etc.<\/p>\n<p><strong>7. In Thy Kingdom<\/strong><br \/>\nIn thy Kingdom remember us, O Lord, when Thou comest into thy Kingdom. Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven. Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Rejoice and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven.<\/p>\n<p><strong>8. The Angel exclaimed<\/strong><br \/>\nThe angel exclaimed to the Lady full of grace: \u201cRejoice, O Pure Virgin! Again I say: \u2018Rejoice!\u2019 Your Son is risen from His three days in the tomb! With Himself He has raised all the dead!! Rejoice, all ye people!\u201d Shine! Shine! O New Jerusalem! The glory of the Lord has shone on you! Exult now and be glad, O Zion! Be radiant, O Pure Theotokos, in the resurrection of your Son!<\/p>\n<p><strong>9. Mother of God and Virgin, Rejoice \/ Hail Mary<\/strong><br \/>\nMother of God and Virgin, rejoice, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, for thou hast given birth to the Saviour of our souls.<\/p>\n<p><strong>10. O, Earnest Helper<\/strong><br \/>\nO earnest helper, Mother of the Lord Most High,\/ thou dost entreat Christ, thy Son and our God, in behalf of all,\/ and causest all to be saved who have recourse to thy mighty protection,\/ O Lady, Queen and Mistress,\/ help us all who, amid temptations, sorrows and sickness,\/ are heavy laden with many sins,\/ who stand before thee and with tears pray to thee with compunctionate soul\/ and contrite heart before thine all-pure image,\/ and who have unfailing hope in thee:\/ grant deliverance from all evils,\/ and things profitable unto all, O Virgin Theotokos,\/ and gave us all, for thou art the divine protec\u00action\/\/ of thy servants.<\/p>\n<p><strong>11. Ye people, let us come and sing Christ&#8217;s Resurrection<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>12. Lord\u2019s Prayer<\/strong><br \/>\nOur Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us. Save us from the time of trial and deliver us from evil.<\/p>\n<p><strong>13. Confirm, O God, the Holy Orthodox Faith<\/strong><br \/>\nConfirm, O God, the holy Orthodox faith of Orthodox Christians for evermore.<\/p>\n<h2><strong>Part Two. Secular music<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p>1. In the Dark Woods<br \/>\n2. Black Raven<br \/>\n3. Dear Little Rowan<br \/>\n4. Moscow Nights<br \/>\n5. Peddlers<br \/>\n6. Song of the Volga Boatmen<br \/>\n7. Folk Accordion<br \/>\n8. Those Evening Bells<br \/>\n9. Along the Piterskaia Street<br \/>\n10. Kalinka<\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><em>Translations<\/em><\/strong><\/h2>\n<p><strong>1. \u201cIn the Dark Woods\u201d<\/strong><br \/>\nAn ancient Russian folk-song about a farmer dreaming of abundant harvest<\/p>\n<p><strong>2. \u201cBlack Raven\u201d<\/strong><br \/>\nRaven black, why are you wheeling,<br \/>\nOver my head circling low?<br \/>\nEver will your prey elude you.<br \/>\nRaven black, I am not yours!<br \/>\nWhy do you spread wide your talons,<br \/>\nOver my head circling low?<br \/>\nOr do you sense prey beneath you?<br \/>\nRaven black, I am not yours!<br \/>\nFly you now, off to my homeland,<br \/>\nAnd say to my mother dear,<br \/>\nSay to her, my darling mother,<br \/>\nThat for Fatherland I fell.<br \/>\nTake my shawl, now stained with red blood,<br \/>\nTo my darling, dearly loved.<br \/>\nSay to her that she is free now:<br \/>\nTo another I am wed.<br \/>\nA smoldering arrow bound her to me,<br \/>\nUpon the fated battlefield.<br \/>\nDeath, I see, is coming for me.<br \/>\nRaven black, I am now yours!<\/p>\n<p><strong>3. Dear Little Rowan<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>4. Moscow Nights<\/strong><br \/>\nEven whispers aren&#8217;t heard in the garden,<br \/>\nEverything has died down till morning.<br \/>\nIf you only knew how dear to me<br \/>\nAre these Moscow nights.<br \/>\nThe river moves, unmoving,<br \/>\nAll in silver moonlight.<br \/>\nA song is heard, yet unheard,<br \/>\nIn these silent nights.<br \/>\nWhy do you, dear, look askance,<br \/>\nWith your head lowered so?<br \/>\nIt is hard to express, and hard to hold back,<br \/>\nEverything that my heart holds.<br \/>\nBut the dawn&#8217;s becoming ever brighter.<br \/>\nSo please, just be good.<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t you, too, forget<br \/>\nThese summer, Moscow nights.<\/p>\n<p><strong>5. Peddlers<\/strong><br \/>\nFull to the burst is my peddler&#8217;s basket<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s printed cotton and brocade<br \/>\nHave mercy, my sweetheart,<br \/>\nOn the young lad&#8217;s shoulder.<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll come out into a field of tall rye<br \/>\nAnd wait there till dark<br \/>\nAs soon as I see my black-eyed lass<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll lay out all my wares.<br \/>\nI myself have paid through the nose for all this<br \/>\nSo don&#8217;t bargain, don&#8217;t go thrifty<br \/>\nGive me your scarlet lips<br \/>\nAnd sit closer to the young lad.<br \/>\nA misty night has come down<br \/>\nThe daring lad is waiting<br \/>\nHush, my ladylove has come,<br \/>\nThe merchant is selling his goods.<br \/>\nKatia is cautiously bargaining<br \/>\nNot to overpay<br \/>\nThe lad is kissing the lass<br \/>\nAnd asks her to put up the price.<br \/>\nOnly the dark night knows<br \/>\nWhat they agreed on<br \/>\nStand upright, tall rye,<br \/>\nKeep their secret tight.<\/p>\n<p><strong>6. The &#8220;Song of the Volga Boatmen\u201d<\/strong><br \/>\nThe Song of the Volga Boatmen is a well-known traditional Russian song. Glenn Miller took the song to #1 in the US charts in 1941. &#8220;Volga boatmen&#8221;, the English name of this song, is also the name of one of the most impressive paintings of the famous Russian painter Ilya Repin. It shows a group of about twenty boatmen, passing by with slow heavy steps. Everybody in Russia knows: They are bondmen, their landowner has hired them out to a rich merchant, and now they have to pull the merchant&#8217;s heavy barge against the current of the Volga. For their landowner this is a good bargain, but the bondmen get nothing, of course. They are ragged and exhausted, they stump their bare feet into the grass on the shore, and by many ropes they pull the heavy barge upstream.<\/p>\n<p>Yo, heave ho!<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nOnce more, once again, still once more<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nOnce more, once again, still once more<br \/>\nNow we fell the stout birch tree,<br \/>\nNow we pull hard: one, two, three.<br \/>\nAy-da, da, ay-da!<br \/>\nAy-da, da, ay-da!<br \/>\nNow we pull hard: one, two, three.<br \/>\nNow we pull hard: one, two, three.<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nOnce more, once again, still once more<br \/>\nOh, you, Volga, mother river,<br \/>\nMighty stream so deep and wide.<br \/>\nAy-da, da, ay-da!<br \/>\nAy-da, da, ay-da!<br \/>\nVolga, Volga, mother river.<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nOnce more, once again, still once more<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<br \/>\nYo, heave ho!<\/p>\n<p><strong>7. Folk Accordion<\/strong><br \/>\nThe town of Tula was famous for this instrument. A playful song about two friends who bought two boats with holes in the bottom.<\/p>\n<p><strong>8. Those Evening Bells<\/strong><br \/>\nYouth comes to the end and then life comes to the end. Only bells can be heard as before.. The song is so popular in Russia, that we think it to be a Russian folk song. Since Serge Yaroff and his Don Cossack Choir introduced the &#8220;Evening bells&#8221; into the western world about fifty years ago, this song \u2013 next to &#8220;Kalinka&#8221;, the &#8220;Volga Boat Men&#8221; and &#8220;Stenka Razin&#8221; became one of our most performed \u2018Russian folksongs\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>Those evening bells! Those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells.<br \/>\nOf youth, and home and that sweet time, When last I heard their soothing chime.<br \/>\nThose joyous hours are past away, And many a heart that then was gay<br \/>\nWithin the tomb now darkly dwells And hears no more these evening bells.<br \/>\nAnd so &#8217;twill be when I am gone; That tuneful peal will still ring on<br \/>\nWhile other bards will walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells.<\/p>\n<p><strong>9. Along the Piterskaia Street<\/strong><br \/>\nA jovial song (maybe during people&#8217;s Easter holiday when everybody is out in the snowed up streets, enjoying sunny winter day &#8211; eating, drinking, playing snow balls, building snow fortresses.). Several characters: one a young man dashing in a troika to meet his sweet heart, another &#8211; a young tipsy God-father is trying to kiss a God-mother.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, along the Peterskaya,<br \/>\nalong the Tverskaya-Yamskaya<br \/>\nYes, oh along the Tverskaya-Yamskaya,<br \/>\nyes, with handbells<br \/>\nOh, my good young lad is riding his troika,<br \/>\nOh, my darling is going in his new clothes.<br \/>\nOh, I was at the feast chattering with my girlfriends.<br \/>\nOh, I wasn\u2019t drinking \u201choney\u201d (old Russian alcohol drink)<br \/>\nthere but nice vodka<br \/>\nOh, nice vodka and some fruit liqueur<br \/>\nMe, the young one, was drinking<br \/>\nfrom a half-bucket!<br \/>\nO-o-o-o-oh!<br \/>\nWhat\u2019s going on<br \/>\nIt\u2019s not ice cracking<br \/>\nand it\u2019s not a mosquito buzzing<br \/>\nIt\u2019s our friend bringing a perch (pikeperch)<br \/>\nto his good woman.<br \/>\nOh, oh, oh!<br \/>\nOh, my good woman, oh you my dear,<br \/>\nBoil that perch for our friend<br \/>\nand make him some thick fish soup!<br \/>\nOh, oh, oh!<br \/>\nOh, some good thick fish soup with some parsley!<br \/>\nAnd so kiss me, my darling soul!<br \/>\nSo kiss me, so kiss me,<br \/>\nyou my darling soul! Oh!<\/p>\n<p><strong>10. &#8220;Kalinka&#8221;<\/strong> is a Russian song written in 1860 by the composer and folklorist Ivan Larionov and first performed in Saratov as part of a theatrical entertainment that he had composed. Soon it was added to the repertory of a folk choral group.<\/p>\n<p>Little snowberry, snowberry, snowberry of mine!<br \/>\nLittle raspberry in the garden, my little raspberry!<br \/>\nAh, under the pine, the green one,<br \/>\nLay me down to sleep,<br \/>\nRock-a-bye, baby, rock-a-bye, baby,<br \/>\nLay me down to sleep.<br \/>\nLittle snowberry, snowberry, snowberry of mine!<br \/>\nLittle raspberry in the garden, my little raspberry!<br \/>\nAh, little pine, little green one,<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t rustle above me,<br \/>\nRock-a-bye, baby, rock-a-bye, baby,<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t rustle above me.<br \/>\nLittle snowberry, snowberry, snowberry of mine!<br \/>\nLittle raspberry in the garden, my little raspberry!<br \/>\nAh, you beauty, pretty maiden,<br \/>\nTake a fancy to me,<br \/>\nRock-a-bye, baby, rock-a-bye, baby,<br \/>\nTake a fancy to me.<br \/>\nLittle snowberry, snowberry, snowberry of mine!<br \/>\nLittle raspberry in the garden, my little raspberry!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part One. Sacred music 1. \u201cPascha troparion\u201d Greek-Latin-Slavic 2. N. Kedrov Jr. \u201cPsalm 103(104)\u201d 3. P. Chesnokov \u201cHaving seen the resurrection of Christ\u201d 4. A. Gretchaninov \u201cNow, Master, you let your servant depart in peace\u201d 5. P. 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