Tyler Cline - Tenor Jose Salazar - Pianist Max Greenwald - Guitarist Organ Hall I 4/11/2016 I 7:30 pm Senior Recital for Bachelor of Music in Music Education R. Vaughan Williams (1872-1958) John Ireland (1879-1962) The Vagabond Sea Fever Gabriel Faure (1845-1924) Lydia Apres un reve Paul Bowles (1910-1999) Cabin Heavenly Grass Early in the Morning Ned Rorem (1923-present) Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (17 56-1791) Franz Schubert (1797-1828) Deh, vieni alla finestra Du bist die Ruh' Johannes Brahms (1833-1897) Robert Schumann (1810-1856) Wiegenlied Widmung Maria Grever (1885-1951) Te quiero, dijiste Despedida "Wicgcnlicd" and "Tc quicro, dijiste" arc both dedicated to my beautiful and precious daughter, Aria Cline. You aren't old enough to remember this but I will save a recording and a program for you. I dedicate the remainder to my father, Charles Cline. You would have been so proud to sec me graduate college. I miss you, dad. ARIZONA STATE UNIVERSITY School of Music Translations Lydia Alas, alas, sad awakening from dreams! Lydia I invoke you, 0 night, give me back your illusions; Lydia, on your rosy cheeks, Return, retun1, in radiance, And on your neck, so fresh and white, Return, 0 mysterious night! rolls shining down the flowing gold that you unbind; Deb, vieni alla finestra The day that is dawning is the best; 0, come to the window Let us forget the eternal tomb, Let your dove.like kisses 0, come to the window, my beloved, Sing on your blossoming lips. 0, come and dispel all my sorrow! A hidden lily exhales unceasingly If you refuse me some solace, A divine fragrance in your breast; Before you, dear eyes, I will die . . Joys in abundance emanate from you, young Your lips are sweeter than honey, goddess. Your heart is sweetness itself1 I love you and I am dying, 0 my love, Then be not cruel, my angel, Your kisses ravish my soul! I beg for one glance, my beloved! 0 Lydia, give me back my life, That I may die again and again! Du hist die Ruh' You are peace Apres un reve Alier a dream You are peace, the mild peace, You are longing and what stills it. In a sleep made sweet by a vision of you I consecrate to you, foll of pleasure and pain, I dreamed of happiness, passionate illusion; As a dwelling here, my eyes and heart. Your eyes were more tender, your voice pure Come live with me and close and ringing, quietly behind you the g