I first heard the song 32 years ago, sung by a beguiling Slovakian soprano (well past her prime) who stared at me incredulously: “You do not know Dvorak’s bea-uuuu-ti-ful “Songs my Mother Taught Me? Wvat is de matter with you?” With lightning speed, she plopped the score onto on the rack of her ivory-keyed grand piano for me to play. “I sing
it for you. You want English? German? I sing it for you in Russian. What do you want? Quick, tell me!” I got all three. It was easy to sight read, flowing gorgeously from the opening motive. By the second rendering, I decided it was the most beautiful song I’d ever heard. The succinct text describing the steadfastness of a mother’s love, set to a luminous melody tinged with Gypsy color, proved again that a fine song is greater than its parts. She taught me many songs in those
afternoon sessions long ago. I sat at the piano, while she stood in the crook of the piano, dressed in beautiful brocade suits, holding a handkerchief in her perfectly manicured hands. She paid me embarrassingly well to accompany her as she sang to me and to her companion-caretaker, who crocheted in the corner and kept the tea flowing. Her voice carried only a shadow of the great soprano she had been. Patiently, she explained why dees song can never be forgotten. She was right
about this one, for Songs My Mother Taught Me has been revisited by each generation since its composition in 1880. Charlotte Church, for example, has made it a signature tune. Instrumental stars like Joshua Bell and Yo-Yo Ma include it on their albums. And if you search YouTube, you’ll find renditions for nearly every possible combination, including accordion. It’s the perfect song for Mother’s Day. Share it with your mom, or sit quietly (tissue in hand) and remember the
unfathomable love that your mom, grandma, or whatever woman mothered you, tried to pass to you. It’s the love that we strive to give to our children. Songs my mother taught me, Now I teach my children, –
Adolf Heyduk *The video haas been updated. SongsKdyž mne stará matka (Songs my mother taught me) (1880) Op. 55Part of a series or song cycle: Cigánské Melodie (Gypsy Songs) (Op. 55)
When my old motherWhen my old mother taught me songs to sing, Tears would well strangely in her eyes. Now my brown cheeks are wet with tears, When I teach the children how to sing and play! If you would like to use our texts and translations, please click here for more information. ComposerAntonín Leopold Dvořák (8 September 1841 – 1 May 1904) was a Czech composer, one of the first to achieve worldwide recognition. He frequently employed rhythms and other aspects of the folk music of Moravia and his native Bohemia. Read his full Wikipedia article here. See Full Entry Translation:Sorry, no further description available. Mailing ListSONGS MY MOTHER TAUGHT MEDvořák’s “Songs My Mother Taught Me" is a folkloric, lilting, and wistful selection from his 1880 song cycle Gypsy Songs. The poignant lyrics speak to a mother’s tears, memories, and influence: Songs my mother taught me, in the days long vanished; INCLUDED ON THE ALBUM MOTHERThis song is dedicated to Molly Parmelee Ives, Charles Ives' mother. The daughter of a local Connecticut farm family, Molly had only limited education and no interest in music, and she seems to have busied herself almost exclusively with domestic concerns. She rates little more than a mention in the biographies and Ives’ own memos, but his affection for her is evident from “Songs My Mother Taught Me,” a setting of
Natalie Macfarran’s English translation of the verse by Czech poet Adolf Heyduk that Antonin Dvorak had set in 1880. –Richard E. Rodda TextSongs My Mother Taught Me Songs my mother taught me in the days long vanished, AudioTrack: Sheet Music |
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