Songs of Narnia - Teichmann, Roger

"This is a musical setting of four separate verses, which can be found in two of the Narnia books: "The Magician's Nephew" and "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe". The order in which they are sung is not the order in which they appear in the books, but nevertheless reflects a sort of Christian chronology implicit in Narnia - beginning with prophecy, moving through temptation and sin, and ending with the hope of spring and renewal. This was written for the local community, and is intended as community music, to involve children (both as singers and as players)."

◈ Genre / Form Kantaten

♯ Tonart C major

⁄ Taktart 4/4

♬ Besetzung → SSA

◆ Difficulty

Mittelstufe (Mittelstufe I/II)

↕ Tonumfang C – g'''

¶ Sprache → Englisch

Takte 230

Textur Homophon

Stimmen 15

Instrumente SSA, 2 Treble Recorders, Trumpet in Bb, Handbells, Triangle, Cymbal, Tambourine, Violin I, Violin II, Viola, Violoncello

Seiten 38

CPDL Nr. 37804

Bearbeiter Roger Teichmann

Veröffentlicht 2015-12-09

Lizenz Creative Commons Attribution Share Alike Non-Commercial

♫Tonumfänge

Treble Recorder

f#' – c'''

Trumpet in B

a – c''

T. D.

d' – e'

Cym.

d' – e'

Tamb.

d' – e'

H-bells.

d' – f#''

Soprano l

c' – g''

Soprano 2

c' – g''

Alto

B-3 – c''

Violin l

g – g'''

Violin 2

g – e'''

Viola

c – A-5

Violoncello

C – c#'''

Schlagwörter

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¶Liedtext

When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone sit upon Cair Paravel in throne, the evil time will be over and done. Make your choice, adventurous stranger; Strike the bell and bide the danger. Or wonder, till it drives you mad, what would have followed if you had. Come in by my gold gates or not at all, Take of my fruit for others or for bear, For those who steal or those who climb My wall Shall find their heart’s desire and find despair. Wrong will be right when Aslan comes in sight at the sound of his roar sorrows will be no more. When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death And when he shakes his mane We shall have spring again.

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