Today is Mikayıl Müşfiq's memorial day.
Lyrics: Mikayıl Müşfiq - "Qurban olduğum"
Vocals: Şövkət Ələkbərova
Music: Əşrəf Abbasov
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The Everyday Life of the Bourgeoisie: Watercolours by Josabeth Sjöberg
After the death of her parents, wealthy Josabeth Sjöberg (1812-1882), formerly daughter of a clerk in a Swedish government department, became poor and was obliged to work as a governess and music teacher in high bourgeois homes in 19th Century Stockholm. As a technically unsophisticated, yet meticulous watercolourist, Mademoiselle Sjöberg used her free time to carefully portray the everyday life of the various families she worked for.
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Who rides, so late, through night and wind?
It is the father with his child.
He has the boy well in his arm,
He holds him safely, he keeps him warm.
My son, why do you hide your face in fear? –
Father, do you not see the Erl-King?
The Erl-King with crown and cape? –
My son, it is a streak of fog. –
"You dear child, come, go with me!
(Very) beautiful games, I play with you;
Many colourful flowers are on the beach,
My mother has many a golden robe." –
My father, my father, and do you not hear
What the Erl-King quietly promises me? –
Be calm, stay calm, my child;
Through dry leaves, the wind is sighing. –
"Do you, fine boy, want to go with me?
My daughters shall wait on you finely;
My daughters lead the nightly dance,
And rock and dance and sing to bring you in." –
My father, my father, and don't you see there
The Erl-King's daughters in the gloomy place? –
My son, my son, I see it clearly:
There shimmer the old willows so grey. –
"I love you, your beautiful form excites me;
And if you're not willing, then I will use force." –
My father, my father, he's touching me now!
The Erl-King has done me harm! –
It horrifies the father; he swiftly rides on,
He holds the moaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with great difficulty;
In his arms, the child was dead.
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