Tchaikovsky 3 Romances Op 16 Valentina Lisitsa

The complete Tchaikovsky piano works is now available. 10 CD box set includes almost 12 hours of music and over 2 hours of never before recorded material. https://decca.lnk.to/TchaikovskyFP Sleep, my baby, sleep, fall asleep, sleep, fall asleep! Beckon sweet dreams to yourself: I ve hired as nannies for you The Wind, the Sun and the Eagle. The Eagle has flown back home, The Sun has hidden under the waters, And three nights later The Wind is rushing away to her Mother. The Wind s mother has been asking: "Where have you been for so long? Have you been fighting the stars? Have you been chasing the waves?" "I haven t been chasing the sea-waves, I haven t been touching the golden stars, I have been guarding a baby And rocking gently his little cradle". Sleep, my baby, sleep, fall asleep, sleep, fall asleep! Beckon sweet dreams to yourself: I ve hired as nannies for you The Wind, the Sun and the Eagle. Oh, sing me that song, my dearest, You used to sing in days of old, In those days, when still a child, I used to fall asleep in your lap to the sounds of that song... You sang in the throes of longing; From your dark, brooding eyes A tear rolled down after a tear... Long and wistful was your song ... Its simple melody mesmerised me, Though I couldn t understand a word... Oh, sing that song for me, dearest, As you sang it in the old days; It s long since I understood every word and meaning of it. Let me, the grief-stricken, in mourning Drift away with familiar sounds. A sleep that heals all the pain. Oh, sing that song for me, dearest! Oh, sing! Your image, so light and angelic, I hold day and night in my heart, In tears, in sweet dreams, And in horrible, ghastly nightmares. You permeate everything! You permeate everything! So what? Why care? Torture me all you wish - but, please, love! I bury deep inside of my soul the secret of ruinous passion, But you keep reproaching me, mocking my shame! Oh, how you torment me with your ruthless, crude mockery, A cruel, cruel mockery! So what? Why do I care? Torment me all you wish, but I beg you - love! I will be faithful to you until my grave, But you - every day, every hour, Pouring poison of betrayal into my heart. You re poisoning my life! No, I can t bear this torment any more! Is there no pity in your cruel heart? So what? Why would I care? Kill me, if it pleases you, but love! Kill me! Kill! But love!