Yver ! vous n'estes qu'un villain (1898)

Yver ! vous n'estes qu'un villain (1898)

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File:	debuyver.nwc (September 2006) 7 kB
Full name of work:	Yver ! vous n'estes qu'un villain (1898)
Composer:	Debussy, Claude Achille (1862-1918), French
About:	http://www.musicologie.org/Biographies/d/debussy_c.html http://www.naxos.com/person/Clau....._27153/27153.htm
Lyricist:	Charles d'ORLEANS (1394-1465)
First line:	Yver ! vous n'estes qu'un villain
Music category:	Classical
Instruments:	SATB a cappella
Name of file creator:	Joseph Guix
e-mail address:	jguix(at)club(dot)fr
Running time:	00:01:46
Comments:	needs NWC2
English translation:	Winter, you're naught but a rogue. Summer is pleasant and kind, as we see from May and April, which accompany it evening and morn. Summer, by nature's order, clothes fields, woods and flowers with its livery of green and many other hues. But you, Winter, are too full of snow, wind, rain and sleet. We must send you into exile. I'm no flatterer and I speak my mind. Winter, you're naught but a rogue.