Piano, Mezzo-Soprano | Advanced | ~10:00
SKYSCAPE
Premiered by Polina Beymanov
(Vocalist and Pianist)
When we look up, admiring the sky, we rarely stop to consider all of its independent aspects, working in harmony to create the skyscape. Similar to our rural landscapes and bustling cityscapes, the skyscape has its own innate sense of beauty. SKYSCAPE aims to illustrate this natural beauty of the sky through an expressive, rhapsodic journey, from the puffy (or stormy) clouds, to the radiant and powerful sun, to the secretive, romantic moon, ending with the thousands of twinkling stars.
Original Text:
Clouds:
Oh high,
Oh high,
Bold within the stratosphere, lofts of heaven drifting to the Earth
Elysian Islands floating on whimsical shores
A sea of air
Squalling tides, with zephyr waves, and oceans of sky
So high, high,
Wisping and the gusts, empyrean thoughts in the scape of the sky
A strike, a strike!
Wisping and gusts
Empyrean thoughts beneath the zenith of the sky
Sol:
O Sol,
Helios,
Thine gilded rays, cascading
The glint of your majesty
O Sol,
Greater Orb,
Bearer of light
To see thine benevolence
To feel thine warmth
To see you shine,
O Sol!
Your wrathful grasp upon us!
Flared from your malignant glare
Of radiant beams that scorch and burn!
Yet through you,
O Sol,
perched upon your candescent throne,
so bright,
we rise
Oh Moon:
Oh Moon, how your light shines on me
Illuminating veils cast by night
of nighttime affairs, yet to be
So Soon, that your face is waned away
crescent by crescent in midnight hue,
while whittled that same smile stays
Sometimes I gaze upon your lunar guise
Psychic of the sky
A celestial merchant bold, selling their dreams of old
Memories captured from moonlit nights before,
Oh moon, how you orbit above that sky of twilight
Sending fleeting wishes of romance
as you kiss the world goodnight
Stars:
Astral vestiges from years ago,
Stories projected to those below,
Cloaking the night sky with specks of dust,
Silver in color, never to rust