Nimm Zigeuner deine Geige

Opera details:

Opera title:

Csardasfürstin

Composer:

Emmerich Kalman

Language:

German

Synopsis:

Csardasfürstin Synopsis

Libretto:

Csardasfürstin Libretto

Translation(s):

English

Trio details:

Type:

trio

Role(s):

Sylva Varescu / Count Boni Káncsiánu / Feri von Kerekes

Voice(s):

Soprano / Tenor / Bass

Act:

2.08a

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Singer(s): Nicolai Gedda Olivera Miljaković Anneliese Rothenberger

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Die Csárdásfürstin · Operette in 3 Akten (Highlights) (1988 Remastered Version) : Nimm, Zigeuner, deine Geige - Jaj Mamám, Bruderherz, ich kauf' mir die Welt (Sylva - Boni - Feri, 3.Akt) · Anneliese Rothenberger

Kálmán: Die Csárdásfürstin · Highlights

℗ 1971 The copyright in this sound recording is owned by EMI Music Germany GmbH & Co. KG · This Compilation and Digital Remaster 1988 EMI Music Germany GmbH & Co. KG

Bass- Baritone: Wolfgang Anheisser
Bass- Baritone Vocals: Wolfgang Anheisser
Boy Soprano: Anneliese Rothenberger
Boy Soprano: Olivera Miljakovic
Chorus, Featured Vocalist: Chor D.Bayerischen Staatsoper Muenchen
Chorus: Chor der Bayerischen Staatsoper München
Conductor: Willy Mattes
Engineer: Wolfgang Gülich
Featured Vocalist: Wolfgang Anheisser
Featured Vocalist: Symphonie-Orchester Graunke
Featured Vocalist: Willy Mattes
Librettist: Béla Jenbach
Librettist: Leo Stein
Orchestra: Symphonie-Orchester Graunke
Producer: Dr. Helmut Storjohann
Soprano Vocals: Olivera Miljakovic
Soprano Vocals: Anneliese Rothenberger
Vocals: Nicolai Gedda
Vocals: Willi Brokmeier
Composer: Emmerich Kálmán

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Libretto/Lyrics/Text/Testo:

Feri:
    Nimm, Zigeuner, Deine Geige,
Laß seh’n, was du kannst!
Schwarzer Teufel, spiel’ und zeige,
Wie dein Bogen tanzt!
Spiel’ ein Lied, das weint und lacht,
Spiele, bis der Bogen kracht,
Spiele, bis heranbricht das Morgenrot,
Spiele, Betyar, schlage mir die Sorgen tot !
Jaj mamam, Bruderherz, ich kauf’ mir die Welt!
Jaj mamam, was liegt mir am lumpigen Geld!
Weißt du, wie lange noch der Globus sich dreht,
Ob es morgen nicht schon zu spät!
Alle:
    Jaj mamam usw.

Sylva:
  Spiel’, Zigeuner, mir was Feines,
Etwas fürs Gmüt!
Alles spiel’ mir, nur nicht eines -
Nur kein Liebeslied!
Spiele auf dem Kontrabaß
So zum Spaß mir irgendwas!
Spiel’ mir ‘einen Feueresardas - spiel mir ihn!
Bring’ das dumme Herz zum Schweigen mir da drinn!
Jaj mamam, Bruderherz, ich kauf mir die Welt!
usw.
Alle:
    Jaj mamam usw.
 

Boni:
   Ganzes Dasein ist ein Schmarren!
Freunderl, sei gescheit!
Heute über fünfzig Jahren
Leben andre Leut’ !
Dieses ganze Jammertal
Ist für mich ein Nachtlokal.
Überhaupt fahr’ ich in Himmel vorderhand
Und verkaufe, wenn gefällig, mein Gewand.
Alle:
    Jaj mamam, Bruderherz, ich kauf’ mir die Welt!
usw.
(Alles ab).

English Libretto or Translation:

No. 14 COME ZIGEUNER, TAKE YOUR BOW

FERI
Come Zigeuner, take your bow And let that fiddle sing Child of night call up the devil, Make the rafters ring! Where’s the tune that laughs and cries? Where’s the tune that sobs and sighs? Where’s the tune to set the aching heart on fire Where’s the tune to touch the chords of deep desire?
Strike up Zigeuner, Drive our sorrows away, Play gipsy, play Till night has turned into day. Fortune’s a lady who does not like to wait, And tomorrow may be too late!

SYLVA, BONI & FERI
 Strike up Zigeuner,
Drive our sorrows away.
Play gipsy, play
Till night has turned into day,
Who knows how long this sad old world will
survive?
And at least we are still alive!
 

SYLVA
Play, oh play a soothing song
To mend a broken dream,
Any song you like as long
As love is not the theme.
Where’s the tune to stop the heart
Tear the pain and grief apart,
Where’s the tune to show me heaven after hell?
Play and let the Csárdás weave it’s magic spell!
Strike up Zigeuner,
Drive our sorrows away,
Play gipsy, play
Till night has turned into day,
Fortune’s a lady who does not like to wait,
And tomorrow may be too late!

SYLVA, BONI & FERI
Strike up Zigeuner,
Drive our sorrows away,
Play gipsy, play
Till night has turned into day.
Who knows how long this sad old world will
survive?
And at least we are still alive!

BONI
What’s the point of people moping
In this vale of tears?
We’ll have all moved on elsewhere
In roughly fifty years!
Why should life be sad and grey?
Let it be a cabaret!
So bring on the dancing girls and pink champagne!
Maybe we shall never have a chance again!

SYLVA, BONI & FERI 
Strike up Zigeuner,
Drive our sorrows away,
Play gipsy, play
Till night has turned into day.
Who knows how long this sad old world will
survive?
And at least we are still alive!
Dance
(Exeunt all, stage centre.)