Adieu forets
“Jeanne dArc” (Opera)…by Pyotr Tchaikovsky
Joan of Arc has heard a chorus of angels calling her to leave her home and lead the French troops in battle. She sings a fond adieu to her beloved forests, fields, and flocks.
Joan of Arc has heard a chorus of angels calling her to leave her home and lead the French troops in battle. She sings a fond adieu to her beloved forests, fields, and flocks.
Farewell, forests, farewell, flowery meadows, golden fields.
And you, peaceful valleys, farewell!
Jeanne is saying farewell today.
Forever farewell. Yes, forever, forever, farewell!
My flowery meadows and my shady forests,
You will bloom for others, not for me.
Farewell forests, clear spring water:
I am leaving, and I shall never see you again.
Jeanne flees from you, forever, yes, forever.
O sweet valley where I have known joy!
Today I am leaving you, sweet valley!
And I leave my lambs in the green meadows,
Calling in vain for her who led them.
I must lead brave men on the field of honor,
Gathering the bloody spoils of victory!
I go where the voices summon me.
Holy voices, holy voices that summon me!
O Lord, you see into the depths of my soul!
My heart is breaking, my soul is suffering,
My heart is breaking, my heart is bleeding!
O beloved mountains, farewell, farewell, shady forests,
And you, peaceful valleys, farewell!
Jeanne is saying farewell today forever,
Forever farewell! Yes, forever, forever, farewell.
Flowery meadows, green trees, so dear to my childhood,
You will bloom for others, not for me.
Farewell, my fields, farewell, valley, clear spring,
I must leave, I must leave, and forever!
Ah! Hear my eternal farewell!
And you, peaceful valleys, farewell!
Jeanne is saying farewell today.
Forever farewell. Yes, forever, forever, farewell!
My flowery meadows and my shady forests,
You will bloom for others, not for me.
Farewell forests, clear spring water:
I am leaving, and I shall never see you again.
Jeanne flees from you, forever, yes, forever.
O sweet valley where I have known joy!
Today I am leaving you, sweet valley!
And I leave my lambs in the green meadows,
Calling in vain for her who led them.
I must lead brave men on the field of honor,
Gathering the bloody spoils of victory!
I go where the voices summon me.
Holy voices, holy voices that summon me!
O Lord, you see into the depths of my soul!
My heart is breaking, my soul is suffering,
My heart is breaking, my heart is bleeding!
O beloved mountains, farewell, farewell, shady forests,
And you, peaceful valleys, farewell!
Jeanne is saying farewell today forever,
Forever farewell! Yes, forever, forever, farewell.
Flowery meadows, green trees, so dear to my childhood,
You will bloom for others, not for me.
Farewell, my fields, farewell, valley, clear spring,
I must leave, I must leave, and forever!
Ah! Hear my eternal farewell!
