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KATHRIN ZUKOWSKI, soprano ˇ KAMMERMUSIKKÖLN

THE WAGNER POJECT

RICHARD WAGNER


Maria Stuart’s Farewell WWV 61 (1840)
T: Pierre Jean de Béranger (1780-1857)


Farewell, charming country of France
That I treasure so much!
Cradle of my happy childhood,
Goodbye! To leave you is to die!

You whom I adopted as my motherland
And from whom I now am banished;
Hear the farewells of Marie,
France, and preserve her memory.

The wind is blowing; we are leaving the shores,
And God, hardly moved by my sobs,
Has not deigned to churn the waters
To block my passage to the other side!

When I encircled those ravishing fleur-de-lys
In the eyes of the people I love,
My superior rank is what they applauded,
More than the charms of my youthful spring.

Sovereign grandeur awaits me in vain
In the home of the dark Scotsman,
For I have never desired to be queen
Except for to reign over French people.

O France, amidst the alarms of battle,
The noble daughter of the Stuarts,
On this day that sees her tears,
Shall turn her sights to you.

But O God! this vessel, too swift,
Is already sailing under other skies;
And night, with its moist veil,
Is stealing your shores from my sight!

Farewell, charming country of France
That I treasure so much!
Cradle of my happy childhood,
Goodbye! To leave you is to die!