XIV. The Old Man - Der Greise Kopf
The Old Man
The frost has spread a whitened sheen
All over my hair;
I thought I was a grey old man
And I was pleased with it.
But soon it melted all away,
My hair turned back to black,
And I still dread to feel so young –
How far still to the grave!
From afterglow til morning light,
Many a head has turned to grey.
Who would believe I’d stay the same
Throughout my whole journey!
Clarinet solo by Joris Roelofs
Ingrid Oberkanins – percussion
Fabian Rucker – bass clarinet
Hans Strasser – bass
mathias rüegg – piano
Der greise Kopf
Der Reif hatt' einen weißen Schein
Mir übers Haar gestreuet;
Da glaubt' ich schon ein Greis zu sein
Und hab' mich sehr gefreuet.
Doch bald ist er hinweggetaut,
Hab' wieder schwarze Haare,
Daß mir's vor meiner Jugend graut -
Wie weit noch bis zur Bahre !
Vom Abendrot zum Morgenlicht
Ward mancher Kopf zum Greise.
Wer glaubt's? Und meiner ward es nicht
Auf dieser ganzen Reise!
Recorded at Studio 4Tunes/A - June 13th, 2015 by Christoph Burgstaller.
Lia Pale recorded at Studio Burgstaller – May 31st, 2016 by Christoph Burgstaller.
Joris Roelofs recorded at Mideka Music Recording/Amsterdam – March 21st, 2016
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