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Smutný večer - Kaprálová

Smutný večer By Vítezslava Kaprálová Erin Ridge, soprano Rhys Burgess, piano Recorded September 23, 2023 ---------------------------- Sad evening translation by Timothy Cheek at the Amos Editio Cold evening, there in the silence is the weeping from long ago. memory wanders across my forehead like an otherworldly conjurer. It is an evening of bitter tears, without the sun it blossomed in time uneasily, cold gray clouds are raining my tears on wishes which no one proclaimed. In twilight, there always sprout seeds of desire; however, he doesn’t knkow about blossoms, he, the recluse. From the crystal of silence spins a sleep, lightly pale from anxiety.