Thomas Allen -- Estuans Interius - Carmina Burana by Carl Orff
Dance performed originally to Ravel's Bolero by Farukh Ruzimatov
Choreography by H. Androsov
Ballet Gala 275 Anniversary of the Academy of Russian Ballet
St Petersburg
While listening to this famous fury-filled aria from Carmina Burana on the radio the other day, I thought of this ballet dance performed to the music of Ravel's Bolero. The tempo, the mood, and the fire in the background blended well with this performance in the rousing voice of Thomas Allen.
Lyrics with translation:
Estuans interius--- Burning inside
ira vehementi--- with violent anger,
in amaritudine--- bitterly
loquor mee menti: --- I speak to my heart:
factus de materia, --- created from matter,
cinis elementi--- of the ashes of the elements,
similis sum folio, --- I am like a leaf
de quo ludunt venti. --- played with by the winds.
Cum sit enim proprium--- If it is the way
viro sapienti--- of the wise man
supra petram ponere--- to build
sedem fundamenti, --- foundations on stone,
stultus ego comparor--- the I am a fool, like
fluvio labenti, --- a flowing stream,
sub eodem tramite--- which in its course
nunquam permanenti. --- never changes.
Feror ego veluti--- I am carried along
sine nauta navis, --- like a ship without a steersman,
ut per vias aeris--- and in the paths of the air
vaga fertur avis; --- like a light, hovering bird;
non me tenent vincula, --- chains cannot hold me,
non me tenet clavis, --- keys cannot imprison me,
quero mihi similes --- I look for people like me
et adiungor pravis.--- and join the wretches.
Mihi cordis gravitas--- The heaviness of my heart
res videtur gravis;--- seems like a burden to me;
iocis est amabilis--- it is pleasant to joke
dulciorque favis; --- and sweeter than honeycomb;
quicquid Venus imperat, --- whatever Venus commands
labor est suavis, --- is a sweet duty,
que nunquam in cordibus--- she never dwells
habitat ignavis. --- in a lazy heart.
Via lata gradior--- I travel the broad path
more iuventutis--- as is the way of youth,
inplicor et vitiis--- I give myself to vice,
immemor virtutis, --- unmindful of virtue,
voluptatis avidus--- I am eager for the pleasures of the flesh
magis quam salutis, --- more than for salvation,
mortuus in anima--- my soul is dead,
curam gero cutis. --- so I shall look after the flesh.