THE GALE for SATB Chorus (divisi) and Chamber Orchestra NotePerformer 3 Audio, S...
Video Information
- Choir: NotePerformer 3 Audio Engine
- Piece: THE GALE
- Composer: Stanley M. Hoffman
- Voices: SATB
- Sheet Music:   www.ecspublishing.com/the...
- Genres: Classical, Folk/Ethnic, Jewish Music, Holocaust Music
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Music by Stanley M. Hoffman (b. 1959), child of two Jewish Holocaust survivors
Words by Abraham (“Abramek”) Koplowicz (b. 1930, Lodz, Poland, d. 1944, Auschwitz-Birkenau) Translation by Sarah Lawson and Małgorzata Koraszewska Adapted by Stanley M. ... moreMusic by Stanley M. Hoffman (b. 1959), child of two Jewish Holocaust survivors
Words by Abraham (“Abramek”) Koplowicz (b. 1930, Lodz, Poland, d. 1944, Auschwitz-Birkenau) Translation by Sarah Lawson and Małgorzata Koraszewska Adapted by Stanley M. Hoffman
Music: © Copyright 2019 by Ione Press, Inc., a division of ECS Publishing Group. www.ecspublishing.com All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Words: from the Polish poem Wicher (The Gale) by Abraham Koplowicz. Translation by Sarah Lawson and Małgorzata Koraszewska. © Copyright 1993 by Eliezer Grynfeld. All rights reserved. Used by permission of Eliezer Grynfeld. Adapted by permission of Sarah Lawson and Małgorzata Koraszewska.
The sheet music is available from the publisher.
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Piano/Choral Score: Catalog No. 8740
Additional Full Score: Catalog No. 8740A
Full Score and Parts: Rental
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The Gale (Wicher)
It moaned and it droned,
It howled and it groaned,
With a terrible voice, woohoo!
Over meadows and grasses,
Mountain valleys and passes,
It raced and rushed its way through.
Now the roof creaks,
The gale puffs out its cheeks
And scatters debris all over the place.
A swallow is heard to say
As she hides in the hay
That the world is too frightening to face.
And the terrible gale
With a deafening wail
Terrified young and old;
With a deafening wail
It hit hill and dale
And never relinquished its hold.
Birch, beech and oak
Went down at a stroke
And their leaves blew away.
At a town or a farm
It caused damage and harm
And left behind grief and dismay.
Blackberries mutter to vines,
Birches whisper to pines;
They all sound perplexed.
All forms of life,
The swallow and his wife,less