Student Recital (Fall 2018)
Gabriel Bessler, piano; Priscilla Chu, piano; Haoxing Du, piano; Isabella Duan, soprano; Ke Jin, violin; Emily Kim, soprano; Thuy-Linh Le, soprano; Matthew LeMay, piano; David Mindlin, baritone; Alvin Zheng, piano
accompanied by
John Gilmour, piano
Kyungmi Kim, piano
Tuesday, December 11, 2018, 7 p.m.
Drinkward Recital Hall
PROGRAM
Sonata in D Major, K. 306
I. Allegro con spirito
I. Allegro con spirito
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
(1756 – 1791)
(1756 – 1791)
Priscilla Chu (HMC), piano
Ke Jin (HMC), violin
Ke Jin (HMC), violin
Etude in F minor, Op. 10 No. 9
Frédéric Chopin
(1810 – 1849)
(1810 – 1849)
Alvin Zheng (HMC), piano
Widmung
Robert Schumann
(1810 – 1856)
(1810 – 1856)
Thuy-Linh Le (HMC), soprano
Kyungmi Kim, piano
Kyungmi Kim, piano
from Gianni Schicchi
"O mio babbino caro"
"O mio babbino caro"
Giacomo Puccini
(1858 – 1924)
(1858 – 1924)
Isabella Duan (HMC), soprano
John Gilmour, piano
John Gilmour, piano
from Chants d'Espagne
Córdoba, Op. 232 No. 4
Córdoba, Op. 232 No. 4
Isaac Albéniz
(1860 – 1909)
(1860 – 1909)
Haoxing Du (HMC), piano
Etude in C-sharp minor, Op. 2 No. 1
Alexander Scriabin
(1872 – 1915)
(1872 – 1915)
Matthew LeMay (HMC), piano
i carry your heart
John Duke
(1899 – 1984)
(1899 – 1984)
Emily Kim (HMC), soprano
John Gilmour, piano
John Gilmour, piano
from Beauty and the Beast
"If I Can't Love Her"
"If I Can't Love Her"
Alan Menken
(b. 1949)
(b. 1949)
David Mindlin (HMC), baritone
John Gilmour, piano
John Gilmour, piano
TRANSLATIONS
Widmung
You are my soul, my heart,
my ecstasy and my pain,
You are my world in which I live,
My heaven into which I am suspended,
Oh you are my grave, into which
I shall forever put my grief.
You are rest, you are peace,
you are sent to me from heaven.
Your love me makes me worthy,
Your glance has transfigured me,
You raise me lovingly above myself,
My guardian angel, my better self!
"O mio babbino caro"
Oh my dear father,
I like him, he is very handsome.
I want to go to Porta Rossa
to buy the ring!
Yes, yes, I want to go there!
And if my love were in vain,
I would go to Ponte Vecchio
and throw myself in the Arno!
I am pining and I am tormented,
Oh God! I would want to die!
Daddy, have mercy, have mercy!
You are my soul, my heart,
my ecstasy and my pain,
You are my world in which I live,
My heaven into which I am suspended,
Oh you are my grave, into which
I shall forever put my grief.
You are rest, you are peace,
you are sent to me from heaven.
Your love me makes me worthy,
Your glance has transfigured me,
You raise me lovingly above myself,
My guardian angel, my better self!
"O mio babbino caro"
Oh my dear father,
I like him, he is very handsome.
I want to go to Porta Rossa
to buy the ring!
Yes, yes, I want to go there!
And if my love were in vain,
I would go to Ponte Vecchio
and throw myself in the Arno!
I am pining and I am tormented,
Oh God! I would want to die!
Daddy, have mercy, have mercy!
i carry your heart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
"If I Can't Love Her"
And in my twisted face,
there's not the slightest trace,
of anything that even hints of kindness.
And from my tortured shape,
no comfort, no escape.
I see, but deep within is utter blindness.
Hopeless, as my dream dies,
as the time flies,
love a lost illusion.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
"If I Can't Love Her"
And in my twisted face,
there's not the slightest trace,
of anything that even hints of kindness.
And from my tortured shape,
no comfort, no escape.
I see, but deep within is utter blindness.
Hopeless, as my dream dies,
as the time flies,
love a lost illusion.
HMC is deeply grateful for the generous support that created The Ken Stevens ’61 Founding Class Concert Series.