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THE MUSIC OF BOHEMIA
19

SLOVAK LOVE SONG

ENGLISH VERSION BY A. J. LATHAM


\new PianoStaff <<
\new Staff {
  \time 4/8
  \tempo "Slowly"
  \key c \minor
  \partial 4. 
  \relative c'' {
    << \new Voice = "singer" 
       { \autoBeamOff \stemUp r8 f4^~ | f8 f f f | ees d\> c4\!\fermata | bes4 bes8 bes | aes8 g f4\fermata |
         f8 g aes g | f4 ees4\fermata | ees'8 f ees d | c2->\fermata \bar "||" }
       \new Voice = "accompUpper"
       { \stemDown s8 aes4 _~ | aes2 _~ | aes | f | f8 e8 f4 
         d8 ees8 f ees | d4 bes4 | <c' g>8 <c a> \stemUp b4 \stemDown | aes_( g) }
       \new Voice = "accompLower"
       { \stemDown s4. | s2 | s | s | s | s | s | s4 g8_( f) | <f d>4_( ees) } >>
  }
}
\new Lyrics \lyricsto "singer" {
  \override Lyrics.LyricText.font-shape = #'italic
  \set stanza = #"1. "
  Ah, sink from the sky, dear sun! Dark -- en the hill and plain,
  Let no one be -- hold me, Cov -- er all my pain!
}
\new Lyrics \lyricsto "singer" {
  \override Lyrics.LyricText.font-shape = #'italic
  \set stanza = #"2. "
  Ah, sharp is the hurt I feel, Torn is my soul with love:
  Sweet -- heart, you a -- lone know, lit -- tle sil -- ver dove!
}
\new Lyrics \lyricsto "singer" {
  \override Lyrics.LyricText.font-shape = #'italic
  \set stanza = #"3. "
  Gone, gone from the sky the sun, Dark -- en -- ing hill and plain,
  Just for this one brief night: End -- less will_be my pain!
}
\new Staff { 
  \clef bass
  \time 4/8
  \key ees \major
  \relative f {
    r8^\f <f f' c>4 ~ q2 ~ q | <bes d>2^\p | c8 <bes c,>8 <aes f,>4
    << { bes2( | a4) g | c g | c, ~ c } \\
       { bes'4^\< d,8^( ees8) | bes4^\> ees4^\f |
         c'8^\< f,8\! g8 g,8 | c4( c,) } >>
  }
}
>>


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    'What was the matter?' inquired my friend; 'did he drink or would he not work?' 'Oh, no,' said the old woman, 'but nothing will make him sing. It's a great misfortune.'" Scotus Viator (Seton Watson): Racial Problems in Hungary.