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Choir Matrix | "Vedro con mio diletto" by A. Vivaldi / B. Williams
Performed and Recorded Live by Choir Matrix
November 19,, 2022
“Vedro con mio diletto”
Composed by Antonio Vivaldi
Arranged for choir by Brandon Williams
CHOIR MATRIX
Sarah Kaufold, Artistic Director
Janice Castle, Collaborative Pianist
M... morePerformed and Recorded Live by Choir Matrix
November 19,, 2022
“Vedro con mio diletto”
Composed by Antonio Vivaldi
Arranged for choir by Brandon Williams
CHOIR MATRIX
Sarah Kaufold, Artistic Director
Janice Castle, Collaborative Pianist
Marika Solomon Marcy, cello
Recorded Live on Saturday, November 19, 2022 at St. Mary's Church in Willimantic, Connecticut. Recording by Richard Cooper and Sarah Kaufold.
Choir Matrix is a community choir open to soprano and alto singers with no audition. Matrix is sponsored by Consonare Choral Community who holds all rights to this recording - http://consonare-sing.org
Support has been provided to Consonare Choral Community from CT Humanities (CTH), with funding provided by the Connecticut State Department of Economic and Community Development/Connecticut Office of the Arts (COA) from the Connecticut State Legislature. less
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Se equivocó la paloma - Escuela Coral Jardín Menesteo - Rafael Alberti / Carlos Guastavino
Escuela Coral Jardín Menesteo
Letra: Rafael Alberti
Música: Carlos Guastavino
Se equivocó la paloma.
Se equivocaba.
Por ir al norte, fue al sur.
Creyó que el trigo era agua.
Se equivocaba.
Creyó que el mar era el cielo;
que la noche, la maña... moreEscuela Coral Jardín Menesteo
Letra: Rafael Alberti
Música: Carlos Guastavino
Se equivocó la paloma.
Se equivocaba.
Por ir al norte, fue al sur.
Creyó que el trigo era agua.
Se equivocaba.
Creyó que el mar era el cielo;
que la noche, la mañana.
Se equivocaba.
Que las estrellas, rocío;
que la calor; la nevada.
Se equivocaba.
Que tu falda era tu blusa;
que tu corazón, su casa.
Se equivocaba.
(Ella se durmió en la orilla.
Tú, en la cumbre de una rama.)
Rafael Alberti