The Sky Above The Roof Verlaine

The soothing bee hive murmur there comes from the street.

The sky above the roof verlaine.

A palm soars from the roof swaying aloft. This peaceful sound comes from the town. A green tree rears above the roof its waving crest. The soothing bee hive murmur there comes from the street.

Above the roof a tree waves its leaves. For voice and piano. The sky above the roof. The text begins the sky above the roof is calm and sweet a tree above the roof bends in the heat while these words suggest a calm and peaceful scene in nature they go on to ultimately divulge a mournful message about one s tears and spent years.

My god my god all life is there simple and sweet. My god my god life is there simple and tranquil. The church bell in the windless sky peaceably rings a skylark soaring in the sky endlessly sings. The church bell in the windless sky peaceably rings a skylark soaring in the sky endlessly sings.

The bell in the sky we see is softly ringing. Lento year date of composition y d of comp. What have you done o you that weep. My god my god all life is there simple and sweet.

The sky above the roof so blue so soft. The sky above the roof alt ernative. Title composer vaughan williams ralph. 1908 librettist mabel dearmer 1872 1915 after paul verlaine 1844 1896 language english average duration avg.

A green tree rears above the roof its waving crest. The sky above the roof by ralph vaughan williams this is the seventh song from my senior recital performed march 9 2013 at sonoma state university. Above the roof the sky s so blue so calm. Irv 76 key a minor movements sections mov ts sec s.

Translated by mabel dearmer. And you there what have you done with your endless tears. To compress the poem more into pure sounds we cut the tetrameter to a trimeter. My god how simple it were if life were sweet.

The sky blue smiles above the roof its tenderest. The rendering should called after verlaine. The sky blue smiles above the roof its tenderest. What have you done o you that weep.

On the tree we see a bird singing its sad song. A life is here simple and fair murmurs of strife are here lost in the air why dost thou weep o heart poured out in tears. And the bird on a tree echoes its plaint.