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Julieth Lozano Rolong & Anna Tilbrook

SALON CONCERT

curated by Roger Parker

THURSDAY 26 FEBRUARY 2026, 7PM

Bechstein Hall, 22 Wigmore Street, London

JULIETH LOZANO ROLONG ANNA TILBROOK

The concert will finish at approximately 8.15pm, without interval SalonConcert

We are especially grateful to the Backstage Trust, Opera

supporter, to Opera Rara’s Donizetti Syndicate, the Colw

Grants for the Arts at the London Community Foundation for

Rara’s Donizetti Song Project, as well as to His Excellency Inigo L Ambassador to the United Kingdom and Opera Rara's Donizett

We hope you enjoy tonight’s concert

Henry Little

Chief Executive Opera Rara

Programme

Composer Song

Yvette Souviron (1914-2010)

Franz Schubert (1797-1828)

Gaetano Donizetti (1797-1848)

Babi de Oliveira (1908-1993)

Franz Schubert

Modesta Bor (1926-1998)

Borja Mariño (1982-)

Lia Cimaglia Espinosa (1906-1998)

Jaime León (1921-2015)

Lia Cimaglia Espinosa

Gaetano Donizetti

Zully Murillo (1944-)

Margarita Lecuona (1910-1981)

María Grever (1885-1951)

Al banco solitario

Heimliches Lieben D 922

Julieth Lozano Rolong, soprano

Anna Tilbrook, piano

Roger Parker, curator

Poet

Yvette Souviron

Caroline Louise Hempel

Les Billets doux “Billets chéris, interprètes de l’âme”

Recomendação

Gretchen am Spinnrade Op 2 D 118

Canción de cuna para dormir a un negrito

Bola de nieve

Émile Deschamps

India Rêgo

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Emilio Ballagas

Dalia Alonso

Tango 70

La tunda para el negrito

Canción del chingolo

La Mère et l’enfant “Un voile blanc couvrait la terre”

Dormite

Babalú

Cuando vuelva a tu lado

Adalberto Ortiz

Fernan Silva Valdes

Auguste Richomme

Unkown

Margarita Lecuona

Maria Grever

ProgrammeNoteandTexts

Opera Rara’s Donizetti Song Project

One of Opera Rara’s most ambitious projects in its more than fifty-year history is to record the complete solo songs of Gaetano Donizetti

A handful of these songs have been long known and often performed; many more were listed in specialist catalogues but very rarely if ever performed; others still were completely unknown or thought lost and have now come to light

Recent research connected with this project has made clear that, in total, Donizetti wrote some 200 solo songs over the course of his thirty-year career

Making modern editions of this vast corpus has been challenging: the songs are dispersed in European libraries and beyond, often having been casually given away at the time of composition (typically as a present to the dedicatee)

In their totality, these compositions make a powerful case for Donizetti as a key figure in nineteenth-century domestic music-making: someone whose achievements in this area deserve to be better known; a body of work that, single-handedly, makes a powerful argument for the importance of the Italian “school” in a field long dominated by German and French composers

The Donizetti Song Project is based on a new edition of the composer’s complete solo songs, concluded by Roger Parker and Ian Schofield

All Donizetti commentary, texts and translations in this programme book have been provided by Roger Parker, with additional translations from Oxford International Song Festival and Lieder.net.

For a collection of clips from the recital hall and the recording studio, visit our YouTube channel at youtube.com/@operararaofficial.

Tonight’s programme

For this programme I wanted to bring to the stage different angles of human expression, all through the lens of feminine voices We travel across many themes: from romance, infatuation, obsession, resentment and fear to nurturing, motherhood, loss, adoration and fearlessly honest communication My songs explore three main pillars: romantic love – maternal love – self love I also chose these pieces to showcase the fact that “traditional” repertoire can pair beautifully with Latin American repertoire; that, as human beings, we communicate in similar ways no matter where we come from. When it comes to relating to our basic emotions and having empathy for others, borders need not exist - Julieth Lozano Rolong

Yvette Souviron

brennen, Sichmüssentrennen,

DassdochimKussmeinWesennichtzerfließet, WennessofestandeinenMundsich

schließet, UndandeinHerz, dasniemalslautdarfwagen, Fürmichzuschlagen

Gaetano Donizetti

Billetschéris, quelesorts’accomplisse!

Disparaissezsanspitié, sanstémoins...

Ah! lestransportsdel’étrangerquim’aime, Qu’ilsn’aillentpoints’évanouirdemême!

Brûlez, brûlez! gagesd’amours, Maisdanssoncoeurviveztoujours!

Babi de Oliveira

Gretchen am Spinnrade Op.2, D.118

Meine Ruh ist hin,

Mein Herz ist schwer, Ich finde sie nimmer

Und nimmermehr

Wo ich ihn nicht hab,

Ist mir das Grab, Die ganze Welt

Ist mir vergällt

Mein armer Kopf

Ist mir verrückt,

Mein armer Sinn

Ist mir zerstückt

Meine Ruh ist hin,

Mein Herz ist schwer, Ich finde sie nimmer

Und nimmermehr

Nach ihm nur schau ich

Zum Fenster hinaus,

Nach ihm nur geh ich

Aus dem Haus

Sein hoher Gang,

Sein’ edle Gestalt,

Seines Mundes Lächeln,

Seiner Augen Gewalt,

Und seiner Rede

Zauberfluss,

Sein Händedruck, Und ach, sein Kuss!

Gretchen at the Spinning Wheel

I have lost my peace of mind,

My heart is heavy,

I will never find it,

Never again

Where I do not have him

Is the grave for me,

The whole world

Has turned as bitter as gall for me

My poor head

Seems crazy to me,

My poor mind

Seems shattered to me

I have lost my peace of mind,

My heart is heavy,

I will never find it,

Never again

I only look for him

As I look out of the window,

I only go for him

When I leave the house

His majestic walk,

His noble form,

The way his mouth smiles

The power of his eyes,

And his way of speaking –

Magical river –

The pressure of his hand,

And, oh, his kiss!

Meine Ruh ist hin, Mein Herz ist schwer,

Ich finde sie nimmer Und nimmermehr

Mein Busen drängt

Sich nach ihm hin,

Ach dürft’ ich fassen Und halten ihn,

Und küssen ihn, So wie ich wollt’ ,

An seinen Küssen Vergehen sollt’

I have lost my peace of mind, My heart is heavy, I will never find it, Never again

My breast pushes Itself towards him. Oh if only I could get hold of him And hold on to him

And kiss him, Just as I would like to,

His kisses causing me

To pass away!

Canción de cuna para dormir a un negrito

Dórmiti, mi nengre,

dórmiti, ningrito

Caimito y merengue, merengue y caimito.

Dórmiti, mi nengre, mi nengre bonito.

¡Diente de merengue, bemba de caimito!

Cuando tú sea glandi va a sé bosiador

Nengre de mi vida, nengre de mi amor

Borja Mariño

Bola de nieve

Entonces la nieve y la melodía

Caían sobre mi falda de tafetán gris

Como una aurora de manos heladas

Eran los últimos días de diciembre

Y cantabas: tu voz nacía

Como un elixir de colores brillantes,

Un beso de exuberante cristal

Que no alcanzábamos a comprender

Ahora que un manto blanco de nuevo

Cubre el dintel del viejo café,

Y tu recuerdo apenas revolotea,

Los copos de nieve caen sin gracia

Me pregunto, mi amor,

Si acaso has olvidado esas canciones,

O vive aún la joya en tu garganta

Lullaby for the little black boy

Sleep my black boy,

Sleep my sweet boy

My fruit, my meregue,

Merengue, fruit.

Sleep my baby,

My beautiful boy.

With teeth like merengue,

And mouth of fruits!

When you grow up

You will be a boxer

Black boy of my life, Black boy of my love

Snowball

And then, snow and melody

Fell onto my grey skirt

Like a ray of sun in cold hands

It was the last days of December

You were singing: your voice was being born

As an elixir of bright colours,

A crystal exuberant kiss

That we could not understand

Now that a new white cloth

Covers the old coffee shop,

And your memory starts to flutter,

Snowflakes fall without grace

And I ask myself, my love,

Have you forgotten those songs,

Or is the jewel still alive in your throat

La tunda para el negrito

Pórtate bien, mi morito, pa ´ que yo te dé café

Porque si viene la tunda , la tunda te va a cogé´!

No te escondas, mi negrito, que ya te voy a buscá´ ,

Y si la tunda te encuentra, la tunda te va a entundá.

Pa´ duro te voy criando, y no pa ´ flojo, ¿sabé´?

Y si te agarra la tunda , la tunda te va a mordé´

No quiero que seas un bruto, sino que sepas leé´

Que si te coge la tunda , la tunda te va a comé´ .

Y no te dejes de naide, respétame solo a mí, Porque ya viene la tunda , la tunda ya va a vení´

Echáte pronto en tu magua , que no te voy a pegá´

¡Huy! ¡que ya llega la tunda! la tunda ya va a llegá´

Canción del chingolo

Pobre chingolito, vidalitay, lo tomé del suelo

No podía volar, vidalitay, porque estaba enfermo

Con mi mano grande, vidalitay, con mi mano ruda

Le hice una caricia, vidalitay, por sobre las plumas

No teniendo jaula, vidalitay, en donde ponerlo

Lo eché en la guitarra, vidalitay, y se quedó quieto

Bitibio bio vidalitay, a la media noche

Bitibio bio vidalitay, lo oímos cantar

Pero al otro día, vidalitay, lo encontramos muerto

Pobre chingolito, vidalitay

Y hoy mi guitarra, vidalitay, Tiene nueva voz

La del chingolito, vidalitay, que en ella murió

Song of the little bird

Poor little bird, I found him on the floor

He couldn’t fly because he was sick

With my big hand, my rough hand

I caressed it over the feathers

I didn’t have a cage where to put him

So I put him inside my guitar and it stayed still

Pipipipi at midnight

Pipipipi we could hear him sing

But the next day we found him dead

Poor little bird

And today, my guitar has a new voice

The one of the little bird that died inside of her

María Grever

1885-1951

“Iaminterestedinjazzandmodernrhythms, butaboveall,inMexicanmusic,whichIlongto presenttotheAmericanpeople.Iamafraidtheydon't knowmuchaboutit...Itismywishandyearningto presentthenativerhythmsandtunes(ofMexico) fromarealperspective,butwiththenecessary flexibilitytoappealtotheuniversalaudience.”

-María Grever

A night over 100 years in the making. Puccini’s final 1921 version of Larondine

“Rizzi’sentirelypersuasivemannerofinterpreting Puccini’smusic–theequalofthatofanyconductorof ourtime…Allinallanoutstandingeveningandone ofgenuineimportanceinthehistoryofoperaitself.” OPERA MAGAZINE

This June, hear new songs by Donizetti at Wigmore Hall.

Praised internationally for his commanding stage presence and vocal artistry, Italian bass-baritone

Nicola Alaimo makes a welcome appearance at Wigmore Hall in a programme that brings together the wit, elegance and lyricism of early 19th-century Italian song

Joined by pianist and Opera Rara’s Artistic Director Carlo Rizzi, with appearances by cellist Hetty Snell, Alaimo explores the rarely heard world of Donizetti’s solo songs alongside works by Rossini, Bellini, and Mercadante The recital highlights the ingenuity and invention of composers best known for their operatic triumphs, yet whose songs are often neglected

Tuesday 16 June | 1.00PM

Nicola Alaimo bass-baritone Carlo Rizzi piano with Hetty Snell cello Learn more at opera-rara.com/events tickets are on sale now!

La Mère et l’enfant “Un voile

blanc couvrait la terre”

Un voile blanc couvrait la terre,

La neige en gros flocons tombait,

Et retenu dans sa carrière

Captif le torrent s’arrêtait;

L’hiver partout désolait la nature:

On dit qu’alors dans sa mansarde obscure

Une mère pleurait

Et, la mort dans le sein, disait:

Du pain, du pain, oh! s’il vous plaît du pain!

Mon pauvre enfant se meurt de faim!

Pour t’épargner des maux horribles,

Rien au monde ne m’a coûté:

Le travail, les veillées pénibles

Ont, hélas! détruit ma santé

L’âme brisée et voyant ta souffrance,

J’ai des passans mendié l’assistance

Oui, pour toi, mon enfant,

Oui, j’ai tendu la main, disant:

Du pain, du pain, oh! s’il vous plaît, du pain!

Mon pauvre enfant se meurt de faim!

Ici personne pour m’entendre!

Mes cris, mes maux, sont superflus;

Ah! jusqu’à demain s’il faut attendre

Ni lui, ni moi ne seront plus;

Du pain mon enfant se meurt de faim

Ah! mon enfant est mort, est mort de faim

The Mother and the Child “A white veil covered the earth”

A white veil covered the earth,

The snow fell in large flakes,

And, held back in its captive course,

The torrent stopped;

Winter left nature desolate everywhere:

It was then, in a dark attic,

That a mother was heard weeping

And, with death in her bosom, say:

Somebread, somebread! oh please, somebread!

My poor child is starving to death!

To spare you these horrible misfortunes,

There was nothing I didn’t try:

Work, painful vigils

Have, alas! destroyed my health

With a broken spirit, and seeing your suffering,

I have begged passers-by for assistance

Yes, for you, my child, I have held out my hand, saying:

Somebread, somebread! oh please, somebread!

My poor child is starving to death!

There’s no one to hear me!

My cries, my sufferings, are useless;

Ah! if I have to wait until tomorrow

Neither he nor I will survive;

Some bread my child is starving to death

Ah! my child is dead, dead from hunger

Dormite

Hace un ratote que canto y no logro

adormecerte

Porque grandotes tenés esos ojos y tarda pa' que se cierren

Dormite por Dios dormite y hacele caso a tu mama

Mi tía ya me contó que siendo vos tan chiquito

En un pris pras te soltaste la mano para ir

gateando hasta el río

Que destapaste un canasto ay oi oe!

Y juntaste con la ropa todo el arroz, el pescao y el revuerto

Que ella le iba a echa' a la sopa

Dormite, por Dios dormite hacele caso a tu mama

Yo no voy a llamar al coco mmm ni al diablo pa' que te asuste

Lo que quiero es que sonrías mi negrito lindo y tus pestañas se junten

Claro que pa' que se junten, oíme pues

Falta como medio rato

Dormite por Dios dormite, mañana tengo trabajo

De ir a la mina, cortar leña, sembrar, recoger racimo'

Pescar y luego de ir a vende' al mercado, caramba

Yo estoy cansada mi niño.

Eh! Al fin cerraste los ojos ahora dormí hasta mañana

Yo sé que vos me entendiste vos sos un rey pa' tu mam.

Go to sleep

It has been a while since I started singing and you still don’t fall asleep

Because your eyes are so big and take long to close

Sleep please sleep and listen to your mother

My auntie told me that even being so tiny,

You quickly let go of her hand and went crawling to the river

That you opened a big pot ay!

That you mixed the rice and the fish and everything

The things she wanted to put in the soup

Sleep please sleep, listen to your mother

I won’t be calling the “coco” or the “devil” to

scare you

I just want you to smile my beautiful black

boy and let your eyelids close

But yes for them to close there is still a while

Sleep please sleep I have to work

tomorrow

I’ll go to the mine, chop some wood, cultivate and bring the produce

I’ll have to fish and then sell it in the market,

My boy, I am exhausted.

Ha! You finally closed your eyes now sleep

until tomorrow

I know you understood me my sweet boy

For me, you are a king.

María Grever

JuliethLozanoRolong

Generously supported by

Opera Rara Artist Benefactor

Sara Naudi

2023 winner of the Dame Kiri te Kanawa audience prize in Cardiff Singer of the

World and 2018 recipient of the

President’s award given by HM The King.

Cultural change-maker, her expressive,

warm, rich, velvet-toned soprano voice

paired with a vivacious, uniquely

personality filled performance has hailed

her as one of the most promising

emerging stars of her generation From a

popular neighbourhood in Bogotá to the

biggest opera houses in the world, Julieth

is committed to sharing her roots and bring a new perspective to what it means

to be a singer

She has performed at WNO, ENO, Glyndebourne, RBO and Scottish Opera, Grand Theatre of Geneve, Verbier Festival, Estonian Opera, Cairo Opera and Dubai Opera among others, with an exciting vibrant schedule of recitals around the world.

Highlights of her Opera repertoire roles are: Musetta/Mimì (La Bohème), Vixen (The Cunning Little Vixen), Zerlina (Don Giovanni), Norina (Don Pasquale) and Despina (Così fan tutte) Most recently, she has performed the role of Katsushika Ōi in the World Premiere of Dai Fujikura and Harry Ross's The Great Wave at Scottish Opera

Julieth made her Opera Rara debut in the recording and performance of Puccini’s final, 1921 version of La rondine earlier this season.

Anna Tilbrook has been a regular

artist at all the major concert halls and festivals since her debut at the Wigmore Hall in 1999 and frequently broadcasts for Radio 3

She has collaborated with many leading singers and instrumentalists including Lucy Crowe, James Gilchrist, Ian Bostridge, Mary Bevan, Sophie Bevan, Barbara Hannigan, Sir John Tomlinson, Sir Willard White, Roderick Williams Matthew Rose, Nicholas Daniel, Michael Collins, Natalie Clein, Philip Dukes, Jack Liebeck, Pavel Šporcl, Elise Båtnes,

RogerParker

Roger Parker is Professor Emeritus

at King's College London. He studied at the University of London, first at Goldsmiths College, then at King’s College In 1982 he moved to Cornell

University in upstate New York where he was Assistant Professor and then Associate Professor In 1994 he returned to England to become a Lecturer in Music (later Professor) and Fellow of St Hugh’s College, Oxford. In 1999 he became Professor of Music at Cambridge, where he was a Fellow of St John’s College and (in 2005-6) Chair of the School of Arts and Humanities

In 2002 he was the Visiting Ernest Bloch Lecturer at the University of California, Berkeley; in 2007 he was a visiting scholar at the Institute for Advanced Study at

Princeton From 2006 to 2010 he delivered four series of free public lectures as Professor of Music at Gresham College.

For many years Roger’s work has centred on opera, in particular Italian opera of the 19th century For ten years he was founding co-editor of the Cambridge Opera Journal, and he continues as General Editor of the Donizetti Critical Edition

He received the Premio Giuseppe Verdi in 1986, was a Guggenheim Fellow in 1986-7, in 1991 was awarded the Dent Medal of the Royal Musical Association and in 2008 was elected a Fellow of the British Academy

Roger writes regular reviews for Opera magazine, has written numerous programme books for the major opera houses (Royal Opera, ENO, Glyndebourne) and appears often on BBC Radio 3

Roger Parker is Opera Rara's Repertoire Consultant. He has overseen the creation of several performing editions for Opera Rara, with recent titles including Il Paria by Donizetti, Il proscritto by Mercadante, and L’esule di Roma by Donizetti He is also the editor of Opera Rara’s most recent complete opera recording, the 1857 version of Verdi’s Simon Boccanegra, and he has discovered and edited nearly 200 solo songs by Donizetti, forming Opera Rara’s Donizetti Song Project.

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Donizetti duos you won’t want to miss.

Thursday 23 April | 7PM

Bechstein Hall Marylebone

Soraya Mafi soprano Robert Lewis tenor Anna Tilbrook piano

Opera Rara’s final Salon Series recital of its

55th season sees British tenor Robert

Lewis join forces with British-Iranian

soprano Soraya Mafi. They will be accompanied once again by the series’

featured collaborator and pianist Anna Tilbrook in a programme of bel canto bliss

Exploring more of the nearly 200 recently discovered songs by Gaetano Donizetti, the programme will also include duets by

Donizetti that have not been heard for nearly 200 years. Join us at Bechstein Hall for this rare chance to hear recently discovered music by one of opera’s greatest composers Tickets: £35

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