Ciprian Young grew up in a home where faith and culture are shrouded in a harmonious embrace. Was expected that this son of a priest, not an ordinary priest, but with obvious leanings toward literature and art, to grow in a choice .
For special talent of his son, the priest Ieraclie received Amati violin dating from 1626, from a gypsy old, in recognition of his given food and its troop musicians in the time of drought in 1866.
Unfortunately, the disease broke, maybe too early creative wings of this man of sensibility, but the disease was not only because of this dramatic destiny. After graduation, the young theologian was imprisoned for almost three months to work in the company 'ARBOROASA', campaigner for freedom under the rule of Habsburg Bukovina. Detention has weakened and frail body. Their disease was greatly aggravated.
However, as would be felt near the end, Porumbescu wrote during his detention the best parts. Temporal, physical freedom was suppressed, but the inner spirit has triumphed. Thus, included fever, spitting blood, he wrote his father, "I'm fine, Dad. Staying in cell and sing "Gaudeamus Igitur". Only a pity that those who listen to me do not know Latin. "
Romanian folk dance them great pleasure Cyprian here , Marioara through his sister , Berta knows , a beautiful young woman , slim , with a special spirit that awakens Ciprian pure love . But it was possible to love between the daughter of an evangelical pastor and son of an Orthodox priest ? His love is forbidden by the girl's parents, bringing the pretext religion and nationality . Young girl is sent to parents inEngland hoping that love will wipe away the heart unsuitable young woman and bring another more appropriate. Time has demonstrated that not ... It is said that in his last months of life, with the windows wide open , singing violin strings furiously , with such aplomb and virtuosity , singing and love , sadness and pain of a life too short that passers squelch , forgetting to leave, daring to budge feet magnetized if the unknown force . Relentless tuberculosis has not forgiven him . Ciprian died in 1883 , under the helpless eyes of his old father and his sister's arms , Marioara , bearing in mind and soul the image of the two loves of his, Berta and violin .
Romanian folk dance them great pleasure Cyprian here , Marioara through his sister , Berta knows , a beautiful young woman , slim , with a special spirit that awakens Ciprian pure love . But it was possible to love between the daughter of an evangelical pastor and son of an Orthodox priest ? His love is forbidden by the girl's parents, bringing the pretext religion and nationality . Young girl is sent to parents in
His best known composition Porumbescu remains undeniable, "Ballad for violin". Completed on October 21, 1880, the song became a benchmark score of his creation.
For more than a week, the composer withdrew quietly idyllic homeland, as drafted, processed, polished this page to a rare musical sensitivity, full of poetry and nostalgia, with rays of light and dark spots in which transforms longing, song and dance, is rightly one of the reference designs of Romanian culture.
Ballad of Romanian Porumbescu is authentic but is pure, honest, stirs you, you walk through the past, disturbs you, you enter in the ears, blood, takes you through the past and into your heart. It is impossible not to sensitized to hearing sounds sweet, heartbreaking, coming from a timeless sadness. Music elevates a simple violins, fills your eyes. Sensitizes the soul, the boundaries between people and between countries, are blurring.
We are in the childhood's Stupca of Porumbescu, love every blade of grass in this country, love stones,
waters, meadows, do everything you can for her and it's not demagogy or false patriotism or obsolete words. Ballad has something from Romanian lamentation folk songs. It highlights the suffering that characterized the entire life of the author, and gives us a picture of what could have reached him if it would not be out so soon.
We are in the childhood's Stupca of Porumbescu, love every blade of grass in this country, love stones,
waters, meadows, do everything you can for her and it's not demagogy or false patriotism or obsolete words. Ballad has something from Romanian lamentation folk songs. It highlights the suffering that characterized the entire life of the author, and gives us a picture of what could have reached him if it would not be out so soon.
In 1871 , to celebrate the anniversary of 400 years since the building of the monastery Putna all attention of those present the way in which manual dexterous violin strings . An unknown young man , tall and slim , dare to take the famous fiddler violin and sings with such Vindireu Grigore pathos that people are flocking immediately afterwards to thank him , asking who he is. "Now I can die, I played Dacia whole ," said the young man . " She sang divinely ," murmured the present ....
In 1877 , due to patriotic events , is imprisoned by Austro-Hungarian authority representatives . Disease , chills alternating with fever have not spared in the few months of prison. In the cold chill of the prison and the prison , the disease worsened . But he used to sing with the same frenzy of violin, faithful love which never left him . It was the only who relieve Berta longing, sadness, helplessness. Legends say that tears were unstoppable in the eyes of those imprisoned when young becoming one with the violin 's love most of all. Violin sounds ransacked the depth souls imprisoned
Today the story of life, love and music, as it is tragic, wonderful, half-completed, half unfulfilled shake us. Who can forget the pain and happiness unearthly contained in a ballad? How to get over a love so intense and sad as that of Ciprian and Bertha ?
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