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'''Description:''' The Netsilik Innuit ''Piuvkaq'' has a wistful and gently melancholic line in verse. He wants to succeed in hunting, fishing and making songs, but he's not very good at any of them. So here is a wistful and gently melancholy celebration of the not-very-successful, which is probably most of us. It makes a change from heroes and the self-important. | '''Description:''' The Netsilik Innuit ''Piuvkaq'' has a wistful and gently melancholic line in verse. He wants to succeed in hunting, fishing and making songs, but he's not very good at any of them. So here is a wistful and gently melancholy celebration of the not-very-successful, which is probably most of us. It makes a change from heroes and the self-important. |
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- Editor: Oliver Barton (submitted 2006-01-26). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 97 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: The Joy of the Singer
Composer: Oliver Barton
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2006
Description: The Netsilik Innuit Piuvkaq has a wistful and gently melancholic line in verse. He wants to succeed in hunting, fishing and making songs, but he's not very good at any of them. So here is a wistful and gently melancholy celebration of the not-very-successful, which is probably most of us. It makes a change from heroes and the self-important.
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Original text and translations
English text
A wonderful occupation:
Making songs!
But all too often they
Are failures, failures.
A wonderful fate
Getting wishes fulfilled!
But all too often they
Slip past.
A wonderful occupation
Hunting caribou!
But all too rarely we
Excel at it
So that we stand,
Like a bright flame,
Over the plain.