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Abilene Christian UniversityDigital Commons @ ACURecital Programs Music Department1-24-2015Enrique Barrera, III, Tenor, in a Junior Recital, withCheryl Lemmons on PianoAbilene Christian UniversityFollow this and additional works at: http://digitalcommons.acu.edu/recital_proThis Article is brought to you for free and open access by the Music Department at Digital Commons @ ACU. It has been accepted for inclusion inRecital Programs by an authorized administrator of Digital Commons @ ACU. For more information, please contact dc@acu.edu.Recommended CitationAbilene Christian University, "Enrique Barrera, III, Tenor, in a Junior Recital, with Cheryl Lemmons on Piano" (2015). RecitalPrograms. Paper 20.http://digitalcommons.acu.edu/recital_pro/20  THE ABILENE CHRISTIAN UNIVERSITY DEPARTMENT OF MUSIC PRESENTS     Enrique Barrera III, Tenor   in a  Junior Recital   with  Cheryl Lemmons, Piano        Saturday, January 24th, 2015   7:30pm WPAC Recital Hall   Program    O come, o come my dearest Thomas Arne The Daisies Samuel Barber By Mendip Side Eric Coates   O del mio dolce ardor Christoph Willibald von Gluck Amorosi, miei giorni Stefano Donaudy Vaga luna, che inargenti Vincenzo Bellini Una furtive lagrima Gaetano Donizetti  from L’elisir d’amore     Intermission    From Die schöne Mullerin Franz Schubert  Das Wandern   Composer (dates)  Wohin   Lydia Gabriel Faure  Ouvre tes yeux bleu Jules Massenet Vainement, ma bien aimee Eduardo Lalo  From Le roi d’ys       Enrique Barrera is a student of Dr. Rick Piersall  Reception to follow   Translations O del mio dolce ardor Oh, desired object Of my sweet ardor, The air which you breathe, At last I breathe.  Wherever I turn my glance Your lovely features Paint love for me: My thoughts imagine The most happy hopes, And in the longing which Fills my bosom I seek you, I call you, I hope, and I sigh.  Amorosi, miei giorni My amorous days,  Who could ever forget you,  Now that, adorned with all the blessings,  You give peace to my heart  And perfume to my thoughts?   To be able, so, as life advances,  To fear no longer the anxieties  Of a life of deceptions,  With this hope alone:  That one look of hers may be all my splendor  And one smile of hers may be all my treasure!     Who more blessed than I,  If she does not thus have beside her  A sweet and dear beloved object,  So that she cannot yet say  She knows what love is?   Ah, may I so, as life advances,  Fear no longer the anxieties  Of a life of deceptions,  With this hope alone:  That one look of hers may be all my splendor  And one smile of hers may be all my treasure!  Vaga luna, che inargenti Lovely moon, you who shed silver light On these shores and on these flowers And breathe the language Of love to the elements, You are now the sole witness Of my ardent longing, And can recount my throbs and sighs To her who fills me with love.  Tell her too that distance Cannot assuage my grief, That if I cherish a hope, It is only for the future. Tell her that, day and night, I count the hours of sorrow, That a flattering hope Comforts me in my love.  Una furtiva lagrima A single secret tear from her eye did spring: as if she envied all the youths that laughingly passed her by. What more searching need I do? What more searching need I do? She loves me! Yes, she loves me, I see it. I see it. For just an instant the beating of her beautiful heart I could feel! As if my sighs were hers, and her sighs were mine! The beating, the beating of her heart I could feel, to merge my sighs with hers... Heavens! Yes, I could die! I could ask for nothing more, nothing more. Oh, heavens! Yes, I could, I could die! I could ask for nothing more, nothing more. Yes, I could die! Yes, I could die of love.  Das Wandern Wandering is the miller's joy, Wandering! He must be a miserable miller, Who never likes to wander. Wandering!  We've learned this from the water, From the water! It does not rest by day or night, It's always thinking of its journey, The water.  We see this also with the wheels, With the wheels! They don't like to stand still, And turn all day without tiring. With the wheels.  The stones themselves, heavy though they are, The stones! They join in the cheerful dance, And want to go yet faster. The stones!  Oh, wandering, wandering, my joy, Oh, wandering! Oh, Master and Mistress, Let me continue in peace, And wander!  Wohin I hear a brooklet rushing Right out of the rock's spring, Down there to the valley it rushes, So fresh and wondrously bright..  I know not, how I felt this, Nor did I know who gave me advice; I must go down With my wanderer's staff.  Down and always farther, And always the brook follows after; And always rushing crisply, And always bright is the brook.  Is this then my road? O, brooklet, speak! where to? You have with your rushing Entirely intoxicated my senses.  But why do I speak of rushing? That can't really be rushing: Perhaps the water-nymphs are singing rounds down there in the deep.  Let it sing, my friend, let it rush, And wander joyously after! Mill-wheels turn  In each clear brook.  Lydia Lydia, on your rosy cheeks, And on your neck, so fresh and white, Flow sparklingly The fluid golden tresses which you loosen.   This shining day is the best of all; Let us forget the eternal grave, Let your kisses, your kisses of a dove, Sing on your blossoming lips.    A hidden lily spreads unceasingly  A divine fragrance on your breast;  Numberless delights  Emanate from you, young goddess,    I love you and die, oh my love;  Kisses have carried away my soul!  Oh Lydia, give me back life,  That I may die, forever die!  Ouvre tes yeux bleus He  Open your blue eyes, my darling:  The day has come!  Already the warbling bird sings  A song of love.  The dawn brings forth the rose:  Come with me  To pick the blossoming daisy.  Awake! Awake!  Open your blue eyes, my darling:  The day has come!  She  What good is it to contemplate the earth  And its beauty?  Love is more a sweet mystery  Than a summer day;  It is in myself that the bird is singing  His triumphant song,  And the great, burning sun  Is in my heart!   Vainement, ma bien aimee Since these jealous retainers will not be softened, ah, let me tell you of my suffering and my emotion! In vain, my beloved,  do they think they can put me off: close by your shut door I am determined to stay! The stars may fade, nights replace days, without blaming you and without complaining, I shall stay here for ever! I know what a sweet soul you are, and the hour will soon come when the hand which now pushes me away  will reach out towards mine! Do not take too long to allow yourself to melt; If Rozenn does not appear soon soon, Alas, I shall die!     Special Thanks First and foremost, my utmost gratitude goes to the Supreme Being that gives me life and reason to sing.  I thank Him for putting me in a great place with such great people where I can learn great things and grow as a person and musician.  To Him be the glory forever! To all my friends and family. I have way to many to even begin putting names down on here but I hope you all know how much it means to me that you all love me and support me.  The talent all you people possess is what inspires me to become a better musician. To the ACU voice faculty: Every single one of you has affected me in a special way and I am extremely thankful for all of you.  Thank you for your advice and words of encouragement.  To Rick: I really have no words.  You’ve believed in me when I didn’t and you have pushed me to do better.  Thank you for all your help, for your dedication and effort to help me become the musician I am today.  I continue to look forward to all the things I have yet to learn from you. To my grandma: Las palabras en nuestro vocabulario no pueden expresar la gratitud que siento para contigo.  Me has dado un regalo hermosisimo que ha cambiado mi vida enteramente.  Un regalo que le ha dado direccion a mi vida.  Gracias por tu apoyo y amor.  Espero que estes orgullosa de lo que he hecho con el regalo que has puesto en mi vida. Te quiero mucho Ita. To my mom:  Gracias mama, por ser una mujer de inspiracion y de amor. Gracias por tus consejos y por amarme con todo el corazon.  Gracias porque haces sacrificios extremos con el fin de que estemos todos contentos. Te amo con todo mi Corazon mama.  Dios te bendiga siempre.     This recital is presented in partial fulfillment of the requirements for the Bachelor of Vocal Performance Degree.  

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