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The Polyphonists — "Gondoliera" (Clara Schumann)

Recorded at Church of the Epiphany in Washington, D.C. in July 2021. -- ⭐️ SOCIAL MEDIA ⭐️   / thepolyphonists     / thepolyphonists   🌐 WEBSITE 🌐 https://thepolyphonists.com/ 💌 MAILING LIST 💌 https://tinyurl.com/polyphonistsmail -- The Polyphonists (puh-LIH-fuh-nists) are a professional vocal ensemble founded from two households: soprano Amy Broadbent & tenor Matthew Hill, and mezzo-soprano Sylvia Leith & bass-baritone Edmund Milly. The word polyphony describes many independent voices interwoven in harmony, and that is our ethos: We are four soloists, but we come together to create music that transcends our individuality. Since our debut in 2020, The Polyphonists have garnered a steady following and developed a reputation for sophisticated and broad-ranging programming. The Polyphonists were honored as National Finalists for The American Prize in Chamber Music Performance, 2023 (Professional Division), and have been featured in residence at the University of Maryland, Towson University, the University of Oklahoma, & Oklahoma Baptist University. Our repertoire spans from the early Renaissance through the current day, with a commitment to expanding the choral canon by premiering new works and shining a light on lesser-known gems of the repertoire. -- Translation: Oh come to me, when the legion of stars wanders through the night! Then, in the glory of moonlight, the gondola will gently float with us over the sea! The air is as soft as love's teasing, the golden glow is playing gently. The zither sounds and draws your heart along with it into joy. Oh come to me, when the legion of stars wanders through the night! Then, in the glory of moonlight, the gondola will gently float with us over the sea! This is the blessed hour of love! My darling, oh come and see! The heavenly vault is glowing so peacefully, the blueness of the sea is sleeping! And as it sleeps, our glances speak what our lips never dare to say. Our eyes do not retreat, our souls do not shrink back. Oh come to me, when the legion of stars wanders through the night! Then, in the glory of moonlight, the gondola will gently float with us over the sea!