MELODY
STARTZELL,
SOPRANO
HAEJU CHOI, PIANO

JUNIOR RECITAL
ORGAN HALL
SUNDAY, APRIL 24, 2016 • 7:30 PM

A511 Herberger Institute
FOR DESIGN AND THE ARTS

ARIZONA

STATE

UNIVERSITY

School of Music

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Program

Piangero la sorte mia ........................... George Frideric Handel
(1685-1759)
from Giulio Cesare

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Die Stille ................................................ Robert Schumann
Liederkreis, Op. 39, No. 4
(1810-1856)
Du hist wie eine Blume ........................................ Schumann
Myrthen, Op. 25, No. 24
Widmung ......................................................... Schumann
Myrthen, Op. 25, No. 1

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Nocturne ............................................................ Cesar Franck
(1822-1890)
Rencontre ..................................................... Gabriel Faure
(1845-1924)
Poeme d'unjour, Op. 21, No. 1
Aimons-nous .......................................... Camille Saint-Saens
(1835-1921)

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Deb vieni, non tardar ..................... Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
(1756-1791)
from Le Nozze di Figaro

***There will be a 10-minute intermission***

The sun, whose rays are all ablaze ..................... Arthur Sullivan
(1842-1900)
from The Mikado

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See How They Love Me ....................................... Ned Rorem
(b. 1923)
Loveliest of Trees ............................................... John Duke
(1899-1984)
Will There Really Be A Morning? ......................... Richard Hundley
(b. 1931)

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How Could I Ever Know .................................... Lucy Simon
(b. 1943)
from The Secret Garden
Vanilla Ice Cream .............................................. Jerry Bock
from She Loves Me
(1928-2010)

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Out of respect for the performers and those audience members around
you, please turn all beepers, cell phones and watches to their silent
mode. Thank you.

Translations
Piangero la sorte mia
E pur cosi un giorno, perdo fasti e grandezze?
Ahi fato rio! Cesare, il mio bel nume, e forse
estinto
Cornelia e Sesto inermi son,
Ne sanno darmi socorso.
Oh Dio! non resta al cuna speme al vivir mio?
Piangero la sorte mia,
Si crudele e tanto ria,
Finche vita in petto avro.
Ma poi mortal d'ogn'intorno,
Il tiranno e notte e giorno,
Fatta spettro agitero.

Die Stille

I will cry over my fate
And yet thus in one day, I lost my splendor and
greatness?
Oh, cruel fate! Cesar, my beautiful god, is most
likely dead.
Cornelia and Sesto are defenseless,
And cannot give me aid.
Oh God! Is there no hope left in my life?
I will cry over my fate,
So cruel and so terrible,
As long as there is life in my chest.
But when I'm dead,
I will come back as a ghost,
And, in tyranny, haunt you day and night.

The Silence

Es weiB und rat es <loch keiner,
Wie mir so wohl ist, so wohl!
Ach wiiBt' es nur Einer, nur Einer,
Kein Mensch es sonst wissen soll!

No one knows or can guess,
How good I feel, so good!
Oh if only one person knew, only one,
No one else should know otherwise.

So still ist' s nicht drauBen irn Schnee,
So stumm und verschwiegen sind
Die Sternne nicht in der Hoh',
Als meine Gedanken sind.

It's not as silent out there in the snow,
Nor quiet and secretive
Are the stars in the sky,
As my thoughts are.

Ich wiinscht', ich war ein Voglein
Und zoge tiber <las Meer,
Wohl tiber das Meer und weiter,
Bis daB ich irn Himmel war.

Du bist wie eine Blume
Du hist wie eine Blume,
So hold und schon und rein;
Ich schau'dich an, und Wehmuth
Schleicht mir in's Herz hinein.
Mir ist, als ob ich die Hande
Aufs Haupt dir legen sollt',
Betend, daB Gott dich erhalte
So rein und sch6n und hold.

Melody Startzell' s Junior Recital

I wish I were a bird
And could fly over the sea,
Well over the sea and further,
Until I was in heaven.

You are like a Flower
You are like a flower
So fair and beautiful and pure;
I look at you, and sadness
Creeps into my heart.
It is as if I should take my hand
And place it upon your head,
Praying to God that he keep you
So fair and beautiful and pure.

Translations
Widmung
Du meine Seele, du mein Herz,
Du meine Wonn', o du mein Schmerz,
Du meine Welt, in der ich le be,
Mein Himmel du, darein ich schwebe,
0 du mein Grab, in das hinab
Ich ewig meinen Kummer gab.
Du bi st die Ruh', du bi st der Frieden,
Du hist vom Himmel mir beschieden.
Dal3 du mich liebst, macht mich mir werth,
Dein Blick hat mich vor mir verklart,
Du hebst mich liebend iiber mich,
Mein guter Geist, mein bel3res lch!
Nocturne

Dedication
You are my soul, you are my heart,
You are my bliss, Oh you are my pain.
You are my world, in which I I ive,
My heaven, you , wherein I am flying,
Oh you are my grave, in which
I have laid down my grief.
You are my rest, you are my peace
You are bestowed upon me from heaven.
Your Jove for me gives me worth,
Your gaze has transfigured me,
You raise me lovingly above yourself.
My good spirit, my better selfl
Nocturne

6 frakhe nuit, nuit transparente,
Mystere sans obscurite,
La vie est noire et devorante,
6 frakhe nuit, nuit transparente
Donne-moi ta placidite.

Oh fresh night, transparent night,
Mystery without obscurity,
The life is dark and devouring,
Oh fresh night, transparent night
Give me your tranquility.

6 belle nuit, nuit etoilee,
Vers moi tes regards sont baisees,
Eclaire mon ame troublee,
6 belle nuit, nuit etoilee,
Mets ton sourire en mes pensees.

Oh beautiful night, starry night,
You look down at me,
Light my troubled soul,
Oh beautiful night, starry night,
Place your smile in my thoughts.

6 sainte nuit, nuit taciturne,
Pleine de paix et de douceur.
Mon creur bouillone comme une urne,
6 sainte nuit, nuit taciturne,
Fais le silence dans mon creur.
6 grande nuit, nuit solennelle,
En qui tout est delicieux,
Prends mon etre entier sous ton aile,
6 grande nuit, nuit solennelle,
Verse le sommeil en mes yeux.

Melody Startzell's Junior Recital

Oh sacred night, silent night,
Ful I of peace and gentleness.
My heart boils over like an urn,
Oh sacred night, silent night.
Bring silence into my heart.
Oh great night, solemn night,
In which everything is delightful.
Take my whole being under your wing,
Oh great night, solemn night,
Pour sleep into my eyes.

Translations
Rencontre
J'etais triste et pensif quand je t'ai rencontree;
Je sens moins aujourd'hui mon obstine tourment.
6 dis-moi, serais-tu la femme inesperee,
Et le reve ideal poursuivi vainement?
6, passante aux doux yeux, serais-tu done l'amie
Qui rendrait le bonheur au poete isole?
Et vas-tu rayonner sur mon ame affermie,
Comme le ciel natal sur un coeur d'exile?
Ta tristesse Sauvage, a la mienne pareille,
Aime a voir le soleil decliner sur la mer.
Devant l'immensite ton extase s'eveille,
Et le charme des soirs a ta belle ame est cher.
Une mysterieuse et douce sympathie
Deja m'enchaine a toi comme un vivant lien,
Et mon ame fremit, par l'amour envahie,
Et mon coeur te cherit sans te connaitre bien!

Aimons-nous
Aimons-nous et dormons
Sans songer au reste du monde!
Ni le flot de la mer, ni l'ouragan des monts,
Tant que nous nous aimons
Ne courbera ta tete blonde,
Car I' Amour est plus fort
Que Jes Dieux et la Mort!
Le soleil s'eteindrait,
Pour laisser ta blancheur plus pure.
Le vent quijusqu'a terre incline la foret,
En passant n' oserait
Jouer avec ta chevelure,
Tant que tu cacheras
Ta tete entre mes bras!
Et lorsque nos deux coeurs
S 'en iront aux spheres heureuses
Ou les celestes lys ecloront sous nos pleurs,
Alors, comme des fleurs,
Joignons nos levres amoureuses,
Et tachons d'epuiser
La Mort dans un baiser!

Melody Startzell's Junior Recital

To Meet
I was sad and pensive when I met you;
Today I feel Jess of my stubborn torment.
Oh tell me, would you be the unexpected
woman.
And the ideal dream vainly pursued?
Oh passerby with gentle eyes, would you be the
friend
Who will bring happiness to a lonely poet?
And will you shine on my strengthened soul,
Like the native sky on the exiled heart?
Your wild sadness, similar to mine,
Likes to see the sun set on the sea.
Facing the immensity, your ecstasy awakens,
And the charm of the evenings is dear to your
beautiful soul.
A mysterious and sweet kindness
Already chains me to you like a living link,
And my soul trembles, overwhelmed with love,
And my heart cherished you without knowing
you well!

We Love
We love and sleep
Without thoughts of the rest of the world!
Neither the flood of the sea nor the storm of the
mountains,
As long as we love each other,
Will bend your blonde head.
For love is stronger
Than the Gods and Death!
The sun will extinguish,
To leave your pale skin more pure.
The wind that bends the forest to the ground,
In passing would not dare
Play with your hair,
As long as you hide
Your head in my arms!
And when our two hearts
Will go to happy spheres
Where the celestial lilies will bloom under our
tears,
So, like the flowers,
We join our amorous lips,
And we try to defeat
Death with a kiss!

Translations
Deb vieni, non tardar
Giunse alfin ii momento
Che godro senz'affanno
In braccio all' idol mio.
Timide cure! uscite dal mio petto;
A turbar non venite ii mio diletto!
Oh come par che all'amoroso foco
L'amenita del loco,
La terra e il ciel risponda,
Come la notte i furti miei seconda!
Deb vieni, non tardar, o gioja bella.
Vieni ove amore per goder t'appella
Finche non splende in ciel nottuma face
Finche l'aria e ancor bruna, e il mondo tace.
Qui mormora il ruscel, qui scherza l'aura,
Che col dolce susurro ii cor ristaura,
Qui ridono i fioretti e l'erba e frescar.
Ai piaceri d'amor qui tutto adesca.
Vieni, hen mio, tra queste piante ascose,
Vieni, vieni!
Ti vo' la fronte incoronar di rose.

Melody Startzell's Junior Recital

Oh come, don't delay
The moment finally arrives
When I'll enjoy without worry
In the arms of my idol.
Timid fears, out of my chest;
Don't disturb my delight!
Oh, how the fires of love,
The beauties of this place,
Earth and heaven respond,
As the night responds to my schemes!
Oh come, don't delay, my beautiful joy,
Come where love calls you for enjoyment,
Until night's torches no longer shine in the night

sky
As long as the air is still dark, and the world is
silent.
Where the river murmurs, where the light plays,
And with gentle whispers restores the heart,
Here, little flowers laugh and the grass is fresh,
Everything is beckoned by the pleasures of love.
Come, my beloved, among the hidden plants,
Come, come!
I want to crown you with roses.