Si mes vers avaient des ailes
Mes vers fuiraient, doux et frêles, Vers votre jardin si beau, Si mes vers avaient des ailes, Comme l’oiseau. Ils voleraient, étincelles, Vers votre foyer qui rit, Si mes vers avaient des ailes, Comme l’esprit. Près de vous, purs et fidèles, Ils accourraient, nuit et jour, Si mes vers avaient des ailes, Comme l’amour! - Victor Hugo
My verses would flee, sweet and fragile To your garden so fair, If my verses had wings, Like a bird. They would fly, these sparks, To your laughing hearth, If my verses had wings, Like the spirit. To your side, alone, They’d hasten night and day, If my verses had wings, Like love!
Reynaldo Hahn is one of my favorite composers and “Si mes vers avaient des ailes” has always been at the top of my list for favorite French art songs. The first time I performed this piece was at my recital during my junior year of college. I simply love the melody and the way every word feels when I sing it. The poetic text is by Victor Hugo.
I am hoping to do a bit of a quarantine recital the next few weeks so let me know if you have any requests! I figured since my days are currently filled with me screaming French art songs into an empty house I could make use of it.
Also, I have decided I don’t want any furniture in this new house. I am perfectly content to just have these acoustics instead! Ha!