SUN AND MOON AND STARS
Hymne au Soleil Sarah Branton, mezzo-soprano Alicia Rigsby, piano
LILI BOULANGER (1893 - 1918)
Sing to Us, Cedars Lexie Orvin, soprano
LEAH PORTER TRACY (B. 1999)
Good Night, My Love Alicia Rigsby, piano
JAKE RUNESTAD (B. 1986)
The Sun Never Says Dylan Tyree, cello
DAN FORREST (B. 1978)
Soir sur la Plaine Sara Michael, soprano Mason France, tenor Caleb Heaton, baritone Alicia Rigsby, piano
LILI BOULANGER
Underneath the Stars Emily Alexander, mezzo-soprano Chad Nelsen, tenor
KATE RUSBY/ARR. JIM CLEMENTS
Goodnight Moon Lexie Orvin, soprano Alicia Rigsby, piano
ERIC WHITACRE (B. 1970)
Sun and Moon and Stars Beryl Fanslow Wilson, soprano Dylan Tyree, cello
BILL WHELAN (B. 1950)
Luminous Night of the Soul Victoria Bailey, soprano Alicia Rigsby, piano Olasuyi lge, violin Cesar Reyes, violin Devin Cowan, viola Dylan Tyree, cello
OLA GJEILO (B. 1978)
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ALICIA RIGSBY
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DYLAN TYREE Featured Cellist
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TEXT & TRANSLATIONS Soir sur la Plaine
Evening on the Plain
ALBERT SAMAIN (1858 -1900); PUBLIC DOMAIN
GRANT HICKS, ENGLISH TRANSLATION© 2026
Vers !'Occident, la-bas, le ciel est tout en or! Le long des pres deserts ou le sentier devale La penetrante odeur des foins coupes s'exhale, Et c'est l'heure emouvante ou la terre s'endort.
Over there, towards the west, the sky is all in gold; Across the empty meadows where the trail descends Wafts the penetrating scent of cut hay, And it is the poignant hour when the earth falls asleep.
La faux des moissonneurs a posse sur les terres, Et le repos succede aux travaux des longs jours. Parfois une charrue, oubliee aux labours, Sort comme un bras leve, des sillons solitaires
The scythe of the reapers has passed over the fields, And rest follows the long days' labors; Sometimes a plow, forgotten in the fields, Emerges, like an arm upraised, from the lonely furrows.
La nuit a !'Orient verse so cendre fine. Seule au couchant s'attarde une barre de feu. Et dons l'obscurite qui s'accroTt peu a peu La blancheur de la route a peine se devine.
The night in the east pours out its fine ash; Of the setting sun only a bar of fire lingers; And in the darkness that grows little by little The whiteness of the path can barely be made out.
Puis tout sombre et s'enfonce en la grande unite Le ciel entenebre rejoint la plaine immense. Ecoute! Un grand soupir traverse le silence, Et voici que le cceur du jour s'est arrete.
Then everything sinks and subsides into the great unity. The darkened sky meets the vast plain. Listen! A great sigh traverses the silence, And see, the heart of the day has come to rest!
Underneath the Stars
At least you'll go of your own free will; go gently.
KATE RUSBY (B.1973); © 2003, PURE RECORDS 0, go gently, 0, go gently. Underneath the stars I'll meet you, Underneath the stars I'll greet you, And there beneath the stars I'll leave you Before you go of your own free will; go gently Underneath the stars you met me, Underneath the stars you left me; I wonder if the stars regret me.
Here beneath the stars I'm landing, And here beneath the stars not ending Oh, why on earth am I pretending? I'm here again, the stars befriending They come and go of their own free will. Go gently. Underneath the stars you met me, Underneath the stars you left me; I wonder if the stars regret me, I'm sure they'd like me if they only met me. They come and go of their own free will. Go gently.
Goodnight, Moon MARGARET WISE BROWN (1910 -1952), © 1947 HARPER & ROW, PUBLISHERS, INC. RENEWED© 1975 BY ROBERTA BROWN RAUCH In the great green room There was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of The cow jumping over the moon And there were three little bears sitting on chairs And two little kittens And a pair of mittens And a little toy house And a young mouse And a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush And a quiet old lady who was whispering "hush" Goodnight room Goodnight moon
Sun and Moon and Stars FRANK MCGUNNESS (B. 1953); © 2013, MCGUINNESS WHELAN PUBLISHING LTD I put my palms in running water. I drink from my drenched cup of hands. I bathe my eyes in sweetest water, I see the earth shaped in my hands. I measure light as running water. I drink the sun and moon and stars. I bathe the earth in sacred water. I see my eyes as moon and stars. Let your palms taste running water, Fill with light your cup of hands, Put your hands in running water, Drenching sun and moon and stars; Bathe your heart with sweetest water, Drenching sun and moon and stars. Put your palms in running water. Drink from your drenched cup of hands.
Goodnight cow jumping over the moon Goodnight light And the red balloon Goodnight bears Goodnight chairs Goodnight kittens And goodnight mittens Goodnight clocks And goodnight socks Goodnight little house And goodnight mouse Goodnight comb And goodnight brush Goodnight nobody Goodnight mush And goodnight to the old lady whispering "hush" Goodnight stars Goodnight air Goodnight noises everywhere.
Bathe your eyes in sweetest water. See the earth shaped in your hands. I measure light as running water. Drink the sun and moon and stars. Bathe the earth in sacred water. See my eyes as moon and stars. Let your palms taste running water, Fill with light your cup of hands, Put your hands in running water, Drenching sun and moon and stars; Bathe your heart with sweetest water, Drenching sun and moon and stars. Measure light as running water. Drink the sun and moon and stars. Bathe the earth in sacred water. See the sun and moon and stars.
TEXT & TRANSLATIONS Luminous Night of the Soul CHARLES ANTHONY SILVESTRI (B. 1965) and ST. JOHN OF THE CROSS (1542-1591)
Long before music was sung by a choir, Long before silver was shaped in the fire, Long before poets inspired the heart, You were the Spirit of all that is art. You give the potter the feel of the clay; You give the actor the right part to play; You give the author a story to tell; You are the prayer in the sound of a bell. Praise to all lovers who feel your desire! Praise to all music which soars to inspire! Praise to the wonders of Thy artistry Our Divine Spirit, all glory to Thee. (Charles Anthony Silvestri) O guiding night! O night more lovely than the dawn! O night that has united the Lover with his beloved, transforming the beloved in her Lover. (Saint John of the Cross)
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