Alana Rae Fingerman, Mezzo Soprano
Yi Lu, Piano
Organ Hall I November 25, 201917:30 pm

Program
Du hist wie eine Blume
Volksliedchen

l,D6nde Vas, Alfonso Doce?
Nifio precioso
Vuela, Suspiro
Amor

From Waitress
When He Sees Me
What Baking Can Do
From The Last Five Years
Still Hurting
I Can Do Better Than That

Robert Schumann
(1810-1856)

Latin American Folksong
Nicaraguan Folksong
Latin American Folksong
William Bolcom
(1938-)
Sara Bareilles
(1979- )

Jason Robert Brown
(1970-)

Thanks to my Mother Joanne, my sister Jenna and my Grandfather Peter for all their support
through my music career. Special thanks to my voice teacher Dr. Andrea Will and my pianist Yi
Lu for all they have done to get me to this point. We did it guys!!

School of Music

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Arizona State University

*Please hold applause until the end of each set*
Du hist wie eine Blume
You are so like a flower,
So fair and pure and fine;
I gaze on you, and sadness
Steals through the heart of mine.

It is, as though I should gently
Lay hands upon your hair,
Praying to God, that He keep you
So fine and pure and fair.
Volksliedchen
When at dawn I enter the garden,
Wearing my green hat,
My thoughts first tum
To what my Jove is doing.
Every star in the sky
I'd give to my friend;
I'd wiJlingly give him my very heart,
Ifl could tear it out.
1,Donde Vas, Alfonso Doce?
Where to now, King Alfonso?
Where to now, oh man in pain?
I go in search of Mercedes,
Whom I have not seen for a long time.

Nino precioso
Precious child, more precious than ermine
Laughing child, God loves you
Sleep tight, sleep while
I raise my humble voice in song.
Sleep little one, it's cold today
Sleep my love, I will never leave you.
Precious child, more precious than diamonds
Laughing child, God loves you
Sleep tight, sleep a while
Pretty Josefina, I will never leave
Vue/a, Suspiro
Fly, my sighs,
To where my lover lives
An, on arriving,
Surprise her.
Say to her that in my absences
I feel keenly her pain.
As she grieves,
Comfort her

Your Mercedes has died;
I myself have seen her dead.
Four dukes were bearing her
Through the streets of Madrid.
The lanterns of the palace
Will no longer be lit.
For Mercedes has died
And they are in mourning.

German Translations by Richard Stokes,
author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)

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