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Friday, April 22, 2016

Nabucco - Va pensiero, the Chorus of the Hebrew Slaves Verdi

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  1. Hasten thoughts on golden wings.
    Hasten and rest on the densely wooded hills,
    where warm and fragrant and soft
    are the gentle breezes of our native land!
    The banks of the Jordan we greet
    and the towers of Zion.
    O, my homeland, so beautiful and lost!
    O memories, so dear and yet so deadly!
    Golden harp of our prophets,
    why do you hang silently on the willow?
    Rekindle the memories of our hearts,
    and speak of the times gone by!
    Or, like the fateful Solomon,
    draw a lament of raw sound;
    or permit the Lord to inspire us
    to endure our suffering!

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