Ich ben dini gitarr (I am your guitar) (Words in Alsacien by André Weckmann music by D W Solomons) by David Warin Solomons Digital Audio for Full Performance Audio at Sheet Music Direct
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Ich ben dini gitarr (I am your guitar) (Words in Alsacien by André Weckmann music by D W Solomons)
by David Warin Solomons Full Performance Audio - MP3

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Simple setting of a poem by Alsacien poet André Weckmann
evoking nostalgia for student days and love of nature
and then bewailing how all is now spoilt and polluted.
This is just the song as sung by the girl.
The score of the complete work, with narrator, is also available as "als e gitarr"

ich ben dini gitarr                            [English translation follows]
ich ben d'wies vun dine nintzehn jahr
ich ben dini gitarr
ich ben d'wies vun dine nintzehn jahr
heerscht de akoord en moll
wie metall siede un holtz
metall wie siede, siede wie metall
und warmes dunkles holtz
ich ben dini gitarr
ich ben d'wies vun dine nintzehn jahr
brün leiyet d'sunn uff minere hüt
griyen leiyet die weyer en mim bleck
wis steht e berike vor minere dür
ich ben d'wies vun dine nintzehn jahr
ich ben dini gitarr . . . .

d'wisse berike füle uffm stock
d'brün sunne han de rotschin
d'grieyene wasser sen vergeft
un nix mehr esch gebleve vun uns
als e gitarr....

       

I am your guitar
I am the tune of your nineteen years
I am your guitar
I am the song of your nineteen years
listen to the chord in minor mode
like metal silk and wood
metal like silk, silk like metal
and warm, dark wood
I am your guitar
I am the song of your nineteen years
the sun colours my skin brown
the pool colours my eyes green
the birch tree stands white before my door
I am the tune of your nineteen years
I am your guitar

The white birch rots where it stands
The brown sun is red and dying
The green waters are poisoned
And nothing is left of us
But a guitar...

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