NPR: Texts From the John Harbison/Dawn Upshaw Young Artists Concert
You Gave Me, Oh God! a Daughter
Composed by Gabriela Lena Frank
Text by Pablo Antonio Cuadra


Twelve girls in white
On a boat covered with flowers
sing and row.
They return from Mass
like garlands…

…like floating flowers
in bright colors.
And Ubaldina
my daughter
goes in white
singing.

Don't permit, Lord! the wind to
hurl her as it hurled me
to the ravenous.

You gave me, oh God! a daughter
with the sky of my country in her eyes
not the blue of the indolent calm…
…but the dark tempest
of the storm.
And Ubaldina
my daughter
goes in white
singing.

Don't permit, Lord! the wind to
hurl her as it hurled me
to the ravenous.

You gave me, oh God! a daughter
with the spirit of the boat I used to cross
the enraged waters of time.

Give her a soft bay
where her boat will be reflected
as if hatching another boat,
a peaceful inlet
where the sun
will dry her nets.

Don't permit, Lord! the wind to
hurl her as it hurled me
to the ravenous.
Twelve girls in white
On a boat covered with flowers
sing and row.
They return from Mass
like garlands…

…like floating flowers
in bright colors.
And Ubaldina
my daughter
goes in white
singing.

Ubaldina, Ubaldina…
I have an island for her.

You gave me, oh God!
You gave me, oh God!
You gave me, oh God! a daughter.

I laugh at Cifar, who cries!




'Target: Twister I'
Composed by Keeril Makan
Text by Jena Osman


The march. It seems to be moving through the main streets. It seems to be moving like a body made of parts. It seems to be turning and it seems to be coursing and it seems to have a mind of its own. Waking up in the morning in the sheets, then fanning out in determination or panic. Following orders in the heat. Twisting through the terrain. Exploding. Past the tanks. Past the flak jacket. Up and into the brain.


Song texts courtesy of Carnegie Hall