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As a long time opera fan, it comes as no surprise the lyrics are basically indecipherable as sung by contralto Norma Procter. No one could ever understand anything she sang.
There is an old recording of the "Tone Poem", if you wnat to call it that, originally released on 78, sung by the late, great Eileen Farrell. It was eventually released on LP and I recall the lyrics being quite understandable, although I can't remember what they were.
The 78 became something of a hit in its' day. There was an interview with Farrell about it. As only she could put it: "silly song, but I like the melody".
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Jun 16, 2004 - 9:36 PM
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MyCatScamp
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A few lines I have differently, and what I have is in parenthesis:
When I am gone,
The birds will stop their singing, (Another love will cheer thee - or something that sounds like that)
The sun will rise as bright tomorrow morn.
The birds will sing,
though I no longer near you (thee)
must lie forlorn, lie forlorn. (Shall be forlorn, shall be forlorn.)
When I am in my grave, (I'm inclined to agree with Brad here, "When I am far away")
the flowers blowing
shall make the garlands twenty times as sweet.
Beauty will live
though I must sleep unknowing
beneath your feet, must sleep beneath your feet. (The sun will rise as bright tomorrow morn.)
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Sep 15, 2011 - 11:15 AM
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Jim Doherty
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Here are the lyrics from the sheet music printed at the time of the film’s release. As you’ll see, there’s a whole introductory section that was not used. There were only two minor changes in the second part, which are noted below.
TOMORROW:
(The Mourner):
When you are gone, the birds will stop their singing,
When you are dead, no sun will ever rise.
No more, no more the joyful days upspringing
shall bless these eyes, shall bless these eyes.
When you are in your grave,
the flowers blowing shall hang their heads
‘neath the grey skies above.
Beauty will fade and whither at your going,
oh my own love, oh my own love
(The Dying One):
Ah, say not so, (FILM: “When I am dead”)
another love will cheer thee.
The sun will shine (FILM: “The sun will rise”) as bright tomorrow morn.
The birds will sing, though I no longer near thee
must lie forlorn, lie forlorn.
When I am in my grave,
the flowers blowing shall make thee garlands
twenty times as sweet.
Beauty will live,
though I must sleep unknowing beneath thy feet,
though I must sleep beneath thy feet.
This is indeed one of Korngold's finest scores. The tracks are out there. I still hold out hope for a CD release before I sleep unknowing beneath thy feet.
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