Rachmaninoff: In the silence of the night (V’molchanyi nochi tainoi)
with Linda Osborn, piano.
Oh, for long — in the silence of the mysterious night,
your guileful utterance, smile, chance gaze,
your hair, supple to my fingers, your thickly braided hair,
will I repel from my thoughts, and bring forth again.
I will whisper and correct bygone words,
My conversations with you, filled with shame,
And as if drunk, against my mind,
By your cherished name, I call on the darkness of night.
- Charles Blandy