Texts and sheet music for piano of old Russian romances, urban (everyday) romance Russian Planet. "I was driving home"

I was driving home ... the two-horned moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
The distant gospel of the morning chime
Sang in the air like a gentle string ...

Throwing a pink veil
Beauty dawn woke up lazily
And the swallow, striving somewhere in the distance,
I swam in the clear air.

I was driving home, I was thinking about you,
Alarmingly, my thought was both confused and torn.
A sweet nap touched my eyes.
Oh, if I never woke up again.

This beautiful romance was written by a man who deeply feels the beauty of the world around him. In each of his words, you feel tenderness, sensuality and a desire to meet your loved one. It was written by the actress, performer of romances Maria Poiret.
Who is she, Marie Poiret? And why is so little known about the history of this romance and its creator?
I came across an article by Olga Konodyuk, published on the pages of Shkola Zhizn.ru
Let's get acquainted with the difficult life story of this woman-Marie Poiret.

Maria Poiret Maroussia did not marry of her own free will. Relatives were in a hurry to find a 16-year-old bride for the "successful" groom, engineer Mikhail Sveshnikov. He was almost 50 years old. His candidacy suited everyone. Especially the older sisters Maria - Evgenia and Alexandra, who still could not find suitors for themselves.
Both were unattractive. Maria always annoyed them. A short, slender blonde with blue eyes. Gorgeous! Besides, as it turned out, she is talented. She sings well, writes poetry ... Maria Poiret was born in Moscow on 4.01.1863 (145 years ago). She was the 7th child in the family. Marusya dreamed of running away from home as a child. Her mother, Yulia Andreevna Tarasenkova, the daughter of cloth manufacturers, died when Marusa was barely eight years old. Father, Jacob Poiret, a Frenchman who founded a school of gymnastics and fencing in Moscow, died in a duel several years ago.
Now no one could keep Maria here anymore. And the uncle, who lived in their family, insisted on the marriage of his niece. He was from the very beginning against Maria's admission to the conservatory, where she dreamed of studying singing. But the girl, fortunately, had an unyielding and stubborn character. At the arguments of the old husband, who supported his wife's relatives in everything, Maria only frowned and demanded not to ask the impossible from her. Her uncle and husband said that if Maria didn’t listen to them, they would deprive her of her position in society (which by that time she didn’t have yet), a dowry (they gave her 10 thousand rubles!) And even send her ... to an insane asylum. The young woman could not find a place for herself out of indignation, she either cried or laughed. But the relatives weren't joking. And very soon this young and inexperienced creature found herself in a hospital ward with a shaved head. Subsequently, a friend's brother, a well-known Moscow entrepreneur Mikhail Valentinovich Lentovsky, helped her to free herself from this hell. He affectionately called Maria "Lavrushka", and she burst into tears in shame for her "outfit" ... At the Lentovsky Theater, Maria Poiret (stage name "Marusina") played for 10 years. She brilliantly performed in all operettas. She was lively and cheerful on stage, dashingly sang, driving her fans crazy. Could he then assume that his "Lavrushka", having become rich and famous, would support him financially until the end of his life, sparing neither money nor his expensive jewelry. Soon her first poems were published on the pages of the newspaper Novoye Vremya. Maria rejoiced at this like a child. And in Tsarskoe Selo, Marie Poiret as a performer of romances was enthusiastically received by the audience. Her romance "Swan Song" instantly becomes famous. By that time, Maria Yakovlevna was already playing on the stage of the Alexandria Theater. She is 35 years old, full of hopes and desires. It was the most wonderful time of her life. Maria is in love. Her admirer is Prince Pavel Dmitrievich Dolgorukov. They are both smart, beautiful. In 1898, Maria Poiret gave birth to a daughter, Tatiana. The only thing that darkened her life was the inability to marry the prince. Her ex-husband did not agree to a divorce. Maria herself goes to him, persuades him, but he is relentless. The old man Sveshnikov, who settled in a skete, not far from the Trinity-Sergievskaya Lavra, invites Maria Yakovlevna to write down her daughter in her last name. Tatiana only inherited the patronymic of her own father, which Poiret asked to enter into the girl's metric at baptism. After 10 years, the relationship between Marie Poiret and the prince becomes strained, there is no previous love and warmth. Maria and her daughter move to Moscow. She dreams of creating her own theater. But Maria Yakovlevna did not have the necessary grip for such a task, a loyal and active assistant like Lentovsky. She enters the Maly Theater and continues to participate in concerts. Maria Poiret sang romances, including her own composition. Among them is the romance "I was driving home, I was thinking about you ..." (1901).

The romance is picked up by other singers, and now it is already popular. She wants to do something, to act. Maria feels the breath of the new time. With charitable concerts, she travels to the Far East, where the Russian-Japanese war is going on (1904-1905). Manages to write poetry and correspondence. In 1904, Maria returned to Moscow with a great desire to perform before the public with new poems. Very soon, fate will send Maria Yakovlevna a new test. In Moscow, she met the count, member of the State Duma, a wealthy landowner, Alexei Anatolyevich Orlov-Davydov. It seemed to her that she was in love. Or maybe the approaching loneliness worried her ... Former husband of Mary had died by that time. Orlov-Davydov left his wife, Baroness De Staal, leaving behind three children. Unfortunately, his son and the future heir to the entire fortune was seriously ill. Mary promises to give birth to an heir. She is 50 years old, but the count believes in her fantasies. And one day she announced to her husband that she was expecting a child ... Little Alexei, named after his father, was born before the arrival of the count from a long business trip. Only a narrow circle of people knew that Marie Poiret took the child in one of the orphanages. But the peace in their family was short-lived. The "good" man found out the secret of Maria Yakovlevna and began to blackmail either the count or the countess, demanding money in return for silence. Many researchers of the singer's strange fate wrote that it was a certain statistician Karl Laps. Allegedly, he subsequently persuaded the count to start a case in court against his wife. Long before the trial, Orlov-Davydov whispered to his wife: “Masha, don't worry. Everything will be fine. I will not regret neither money nor connections for this. " And she, as always, naively believed. And then came this ill-fated day. As she approached the courthouse, she heard the words: “We love you! We are with you! " But Marie Poiret only lowered her head. But then a whistle was heard, and a hoarse voice was heard very close by: “Swindler! Look you, Countess Marusya! Coveted for millions! " Upon learning that the plaintiff in her case was Count Orlov-Davydov, Marie Poiret almost fainted. She hardly heard what was being said in the audience. Maria Yakovlevna could not believe that her husband, in front of everyone, called her "an adventurer, an upstart who wanted to get into high society!" He immediately recalled that her first husband had sent her to an insane asylum for her unbearable character. Maria did not turn at his words, she seemed to have turned to stone. She just thought that she had never aspired to wealth, she was not attracted by his titles. She wanted love, happiness ... As a result of a long trial, the court acquitted Poiret, and the child was taken by his own mother, a peasant Anna Andreeva. Who knows how much more gossip about this scandalous event in the city would have been if it had not been for the events of 1917, which changed the lives of the participants in this drama. Former husband of Maria Poiret, Orlov-Davydov, fled abroad. In 1927, Pavel Dolgorukov was shot. The Bolsheviks turned the St. Petersburg apartment of Maria Poiret into ruins. The pension of the former artist of the Imperial Theaters, and even Countess Orlova-Davydova, was denied. After some time, at the request of V. Meyerhold, L. Sobinov and Yu. Yuriev, Maria Yakovlevna was nevertheless assigned a personal pension. She moved to Moscow. Maria Yakovlevna Poiret in her 70 years did not grumble about life. Living in poverty, she sold miraculously preserved trinkets, some things to buy food and Poiret's favorite coffee, which she always drank from a porcelain cup. The actress died in October 1933. Her name was quickly forgotten. But in the memory of many there is a romance by Marie Poiret, in which a woman's heart loves and grieves ...

I was driving home, my soul was full

Unclear to herself, some new happiness.

It seemed to me that everything with such sympathy,

They looked at me with such affection.

I was driving home ... the two-horned moon

I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.

The distant gospel of the morning chime

Sang in the air like a gentle string ...

Throwing a pink veil

Beauty dawn woke up lazily

And the swallow, striving somewhere in the distance,

I swam in the clear air.

I was driving home, I was thinking about you,

Alarmingly, my thought was both confused and torn.

A sweet nap touched my eyes.

Oh, if I never woke up again

(Maria Poiret, 1901)

How did the dowry "Countess Marusya" glorify her surname? Maria Poiret

Her name was quickly forgotten. But in the memory of many there is a romance by Marie Poiret, in which a woman's heart loves and grieves ...

Marusia did not marry of her own free will. Relatives were in a hurry to find a 16-year-old bride for the "successful" groom, engineer Mikhail Sveshnikov. Not young, almost 50 years old, but modest and respectful. His candidacy suited everyone. Especially the older sisters Maria, Eugene and Alexandra, who still could not find themselves suitors.

Both were large in physique and extremely expressionless on their faces. Maria always annoyed them. A short, slender blonde with blue eyes. All in a mother, the same beauty! Besides, as it turned out, she is talented. Sings well, writes poetry ...

Maria Poiret was born in Moscow on 01/04/1863 (145 years ago), she was the 7th child in the family. Marusya dreamed of running away from home as a child. Her mother, Yulia Andreevna Tarasenkova, the daughter of cloth manufacturers, died when Marusa was barely eight years old. Father, Jacob Poiret, a Frenchman who founded a school of gymnastics and fencing in Moscow, died in a duel several years ago.

Now no one could keep Maria here anymore. And the uncle, who lived in their family, insisted on the marriage of his niece. He was from the very beginning against Maria's admission to the conservatory, where she dreamed of studying singing. But the girl, fortunately, had an unyielding and stubborn character. At the arguments of the old husband, who supported his wife's relatives in everything, Maria only frowned and demanded not to ask the impossible from her.

Her uncle and husband said that if Maria didn’t listen to them, they would deprive her of her position in society (which by that time she didn’t have yet), a dowry (they gave her 10 thousand rubles!) And even send her ... to an insane asylum. The young woman could not find a place for herself out of indignation, she either cried or laughed. But the relatives weren't joking. And very soon this young and inexperienced creature found herself in a hospital ward with a shaved head. Subsequently, a friend's brother, a well-known Moscow entrepreneur Mikhail Valentinovich Lentovsky, helped her to free herself from this hell. He affectionately called Maria "Lavrushka", and she burst into tears from shame for her "outfit" ...

Maria Poiret (stage name "Marusina") played at the Lentovsky Theater for 10 years. She brilliantly performed in all operettas. She was lively and cheerful on stage, dashingly sang, driving her fans crazy. Could he then assume that his "Lavrushka", having become rich and famous, would support him financially until the end of his life, sparing neither money nor his expensive jewelry.

Soon her first poems were published on the pages of the newspaper Novoye Vremya. Maria rejoiced at this like a child. And in Tsarskoe Selo, Marie Poiret as a performer of romances was enthusiastically received by the audience. Her romance "Swan Song" instantly becomes famous. By that time, Maria Yakovlevna was already playing on the stage of the Alexandria Theater. She is 35 years old, full of hopes and desires. It was the most wonderful time of her life. Maria is in love. Her admirer is Prince Pavel Dmitrievich Dolgorukov. They are both smart, beautiful.

In 1898, Maria Poiret gave birth to a daughter, Tatiana. The only thing that darkened her life was the inability to marry the prince. Her ex-husband did not agree to a divorce. Maria herself goes to him, persuades him, but he is relentless. The old man Sveshnikov, who settled in a skete, not far from the Trinity-Sergievskaya Lavra, invites Maria Yakovlevna to write down her daughter in her last name. Tatiana only inherited the patronymic of her own father, which Poiret asked to enter into the girl's metric at baptism.

After 10 years, the relationship between Marie Poiret and the prince becomes strained, there is no previous love and warmth. Maria and her daughter move to Moscow. She dreams of creating her own theater. But Maria Yakovlevna did not have the necessary grip for such a task, a loyal and active assistant like Lentovsky. She enters the Maly Theater and continues to participate in concerts. Maria Poiret sang romances, including her own composition. Among them is the romance "I was driving home, I was thinking about you ..." (1901). The romance is picked up by other singers, and now it is already popular.

She wants to do something, to act. Maria feels the breath of the new time. With charitable concerts, she travels to the Far East, where the Russian-Japanese war is going on (1904-1905). Manages to write poetry and correspondence. In 1904, Maria returned to Moscow with a great desire to perform before the public with new poems.

Very soon, fate will send Maria Yakovlevna a new test. In Moscow, she met the count, member of the State Duma, a wealthy landowner, Alexei Anatolyevich Orlov-Davydov. It seemed to her that she was in love. Or maybe the approaching loneliness worried her ... Former husband of Mary had died by that time. Orlov-Davydov left his wife, Baroness De Staal, leaving behind three children. Unfortunately, his son and the future heir to the entire fortune was seriously ill. Mary promises to give birth to an heir. She is 50 years old, but the count believes in her fantasies. And one day she announced to her husband that she was expecting a child ...

Little Alexey, named after his father, was born before the arrival of the count from a long business trip. Only a narrow circle of people knew that Marie Poiret took the child in one of the orphanages. But the peace in their family was short-lived. The "good" man found out the secret of Maria Yakovlevna and began to blackmail either the count or the countess, demanding money in return for silence.

Many researchers of the singer's strange fate wrote that it was a certain statistician Karl Laps. Allegedly, he subsequently persuaded the count to start a case in court against his wife. Long before the trial, Orlov-Davydov whispered to his wife: “Masha, don't worry. Everything will be fine. I will not regret neither money nor connections for this. " And she, as always, naively believed.

And then came this ill-fated day. As she approached the courthouse, she heard the words: “We love you! We are with you! " But Marie Poiret only lowered her head. But then a whistle was heard, and a hoarse voice was heard very close by: “Swindler! Look you, Countess Marusya! Coveted for millions! "

Upon learning that the plaintiff in her case was Count Orlov-Davydov, Marie Poiret almost fainted. She hardly heard what was being said in the audience. Maria Yakovlevna could not believe that her husband, in front of everyone, called her "an adventurer, an upstart who wanted to get into high society!" He immediately recalled that her first husband had sent her to an insane asylum for her unbearable character. Maria did not turn at his words, she seemed to have turned to stone. She just thought that she had never aspired to wealth, she was not attracted by his titles. She wanted love, happiness ... As a result of a long trial, the court acquitted Poiret, and the child was taken by his own mother, a peasant Anna Andreeva.

Who knows how much more gossip about this scandalous event in the city would have been if it had not been for the events of 1917, which changed the lives of the participants in this drama. Former husband of Maria Poiret, Orlov-Davydov, fled abroad. In 1927, Pavel Dolgorukov was shot. The Bolsheviks turned the St. Petersburg apartment of Maria Poiret into ruins. The pension of the former artist of the Imperial Theaters, and even Countess Orlova-Davydova, was denied.

After some time, at the request of V. Meyerhold, L. Sobinov and Yu. Yuriev, Maria Yakovlevna was nevertheless assigned a personal pension. She moved to Moscow. Maria Yakovlevna Poiret in her 70 years did not grumble about life. Living in poverty, she sold miraculously preserved trinkets, some things to buy food and Poiret's favorite coffee, which she always drank from a porcelain cup.

The actress died in October 1933. Her name was quickly forgotten. But in the memory of many there is a romance by Marie Poiret, in which a woman's heart loves and grieves ...

I WENT HOME, THE SOUL WAS FULL ...

Words and music by Marie Poiret

I was driving home ... the two-horned moon

Throwing your pink veil across the sky
And the swallow, striving somewhere into the distance,

Oh, if I never woke up again ...

The romance was first performed by the author in a play based on A. N. Pleshcheev's play "In Your Role". Was included in the repertoire of Kato Japaridze. Known romances by Maria Poiret to her own words "Swan Song", "I do not want to die", as well as to the music of other composers: "No, do not say the decisive word" (B. V. Grodzky, G. K. Kozachenko), " May, the roses shone with beauty "(A. N. Alferaki, G. A. Kozachenko).

Anthology of Russian romance. Silver Age. / Comp., Foreword. and comments. V. Kalugin. - M .: Publishing house Eksmo, 2005


The same version is in the repertoire of Kato Japaridze (1901-1968) (Black Eyes: An Old Russian Romance. - Moscow: Eksmo Publishing House, 2004). On the disc of Pelagia (FeeLee Records, 2003) and in a number of other sources, Art. nine.: "Throwing a Pink Veil".

Maria Yakovlevna Poiret(1864 - after 1918)

Shadows of the Past: Old Romances. For voice and guitar / Comp. A.P. Pavlinov, T.P. Orlova. - SPb .: Composer Saint Petersburg, 2007.

OPTIONS (2)

1. I was driving home

Words and music by M. Poiret

I was driving home, my soul was full
Unclear to herself, some new happiness.
It seemed to me that everything with such sympathy,
They looked at me with such affection.

I was driving home ... the two-horned moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
Distant morning bells
Sang in the air like a gentle string.

I drove home through a pink veil.
Beauty dawn woke up lazily
And swallows, striving somewhere into the distance,
They swam in the clear air.

I was driving home, I was thinking about you,
My thought was alarming and confused and torn.
A sweet nap touched my eyes.
Oh, if I never woke up again ...

Take my heart to the ringing distance ...: Russian romances and songs with notes / Comp. A. Kolesnikova. - M .: Sunday; Eurasia +, Polar Star +, 1996.

2. I was driving home

I was driving home ... my soul was full
Some new happiness unclear to the most.
It seemed to me that everything with such sympathy,
They looked at me with such affection.

I was driving home ... on the way to the moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
Distant morning bells
Sang in the air like a gentle string.

Throwing a rosy veil, beauty dawn
I woke up lazily
And swallowing somewhere into the distance,
I swam in the clear air.

I was driving home ... I was thinking about you!
Alarmingly, my thought was both confused and torn.
A sweet nap touched my eyes.
Ah, if I never woke up again!

Masterpieces of Russian romance / Ed.-comp. N.V. Abelmas. - M .: OOO "AST Publishing House"; Donetsk: "Stalker", 2004. - (Songs for the soul)., Signature: music by an unknown author, lyrics by M. Poiret.

PIANO SCORES (6 sheets):

Kulev V.V., Takun F.I. Gold collection of Russian romance. Arranged for voice accompanied by piano (guitar). Moscow: Contemporary Music, 2003.

Or 1905

According to one version, the romance was composed for a play based on the play by A. N. Pleshcheev "In My Role", in which Maria Poiret played as a dramatic actress and is performed there by her. This version largely does not correspond to the facts: the play was not composed by Alexei Nikolayevich Pleshcheev, but his son, also a writer Alexei Alexeevich Pleshcheev. But other sources support the version that the romance “I Was Going Home” was written for the play “In My Role” staged at the very beginning of the twentieth century at the Aquarium Theater - Maria Poiret played the main role in the play and wrote the music for the production.

There are other opinions about the romance: for this performance, Marie Poiret composed the Swan Song, and not at all I was driving home.

There are opinions that the romance “I was driving home” was composed in 1905, when the actress was returning from the front during the Russo-Japanese War, was riding on a train, and a song was composed to the sound of wheels ...

Maria Poiret

The biography of Marie Poiret herself is so remarkable that she literally asks for a separate fiction novel - and there is no need to invent anything: the very fate of Marie Poiret made such turns that one involuntarily wonders: is it really? Yes, truth . Her life coincided in such historical temporary troubles that turned the life of the entire country and its entire population.

The grandfather of the future Russian actress, journalist, poetess and others, and so on, ended up in Russia with the Napoleonic army in 1812, that is, he came as a conqueror. He came as a conqueror, but the metamorphoses of a rapidly changing time captured him. And the result was just the opposite. The enemy country became home, where the Napoleonic invader found family happiness. Victor Poiret, in order to live and feed his beloved family, went into business - he opened a gym in Moscow (the same one that Kutuzov gave to the French a little earlier in order to save the Russian army). His son Yakov continued the family business, becoming a teacher of fencing and gymnastics, he married the daughter of wealthy cloth manufacturers, Yulia Andreevna Tarasenkova, with whom he had seven children, two of whom were especially famous: Emmanuel Yakovlevich Poiret (November 6, 1858, Moscow - February 26, 1909, Paris), who became a famous French cartoonist and worked under the pseudonym Caran d'Ach, and the youngest Maria.

Maria was born in Moscow. God rewarded her with many talents, which, it would seem, were not destined to come true - the old husband, engineer Sveshnikov (30 years older than his young wife), for whom they gave a young talented 16-year-old orphan girl (parents had died by this time), and I didn’t want to hear about theaters or songs: it wasn’t enough to have a wife, a chansonette, what people would say! .. And this dear, loving husband, wise with life experience, didn’t think of anything better than to lock his wife in a crazy house. It was there that all the talents of the young woman were supposed to disappear into obscurity. But her friend Anna, the sister of the outstanding dramatic entrepreneur and director M.V. Lentovsky, helped. By some miracle M. Lentovsky managed to get Maria out of the dungeons. She, of course, did not return to her husband, but entered Lentovsky's private troupe - she became a dramatic actress (based on Marusin's stage), and without any stage education.

And then - life threw her in different directions, she served as an actress of the Alexandrinsky Theater (by this time there were drama performances of the St. Petersburg Imperial troupe), wrote books, composed romances ...

Love burst into her life, there were several civil marriages, her daughter Tatyana was born in 1898, and then she passed off someone else's child as her own - this is how her son Alexei appeared (don't think that civil marriages in the Russian Empire were something flawed and shameful for women ; nothing of the kind; in the capitals of Moscow and St. the church state was not recognized legally - but not by society; and this was understandable: the whole state was too motley socially, it was impossible to clothe it in equal laws: the illiterate priest's province contrasted sharply in the intellectual refined capitals; and what can we say about the conquered mountain territories, too turned out to be part of the Russian Empire; about what general social and family foundations and decrees could to talk in areas of a single state that are so different in culture and development; this concerned, of course, not only the family side, it was a general condition - so it ended in a huge social collapse in October 1917).

Words and music by Marie Poiret






I was driving home ... the two-horned moon




Throwing your pink veil across the sky

And the swallow, striving somewhere into the distance,





Oh, if I never woke up again ...

1901

Performed by Alla Bayanova

The romance was first performed by the author in a play based on A. N. Pleshcheev's play "In Your Role". Was included in the repertoire of Kato Japaridze.

Known romances by Maria Poiret to her own words "Swan Song", "I do not want to die", as well as to the music of other composers: "No, do not say the decisive word" (B. V. Grodzky, G. K. Kozachenko), " May, the roses shone with beauty "(A. N. Alferaki, G. A. Kozachenko).

Alla Bayanova

The same version is in the repertoire of Kato Japaridze (1901-1968). On the disc of Pelagia (FeeLee Records, 2003) and in a number of other sources, Art. nine.:"Throwing a Pink Veil".

Pelageya sings with shots from the film "Turkish Gambit"

Maria Yakovlevna Poiret(1864 - after 1918)

Yesterday I posted in my diary a post on the romance of Marie Poiret "Swan Song", which told in detail about her life and the history of the creation of romances. If someone first looks at this post and is interested, please look in the "Retro Music" section and find a post on the Swan Song.


OPTIONS (2)

1. I was driving home

Words and music by M. Poiret

I was driving home, my soul was full
Unclear to herself, some new happiness.
It seemed to me that everything with such sympathy,
They looked at me with such affection.

I was driving home ... the two-horned moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
Distant morning bells
Sang in the air like a gentle string.

I drove home through a pink veil.
Beauty dawn woke up lazily
And the swallows, striving somewhere into the distance,
They swam in the clear air.

I was driving home, I was thinking about you,
My thought was alarming and confused and torn.
A sweet nap touched my eyes.
Oh, if I never woke up again ...

In my opinion, the best performance. Sings Rada Volshaninova

2. I was driving home

I was driving home ... my soul was full
Some new happiness unclear to the most.
It seemed to me that everything with such sympathy,
They looked at me with such affection.

I was driving home ... on the way to the moon
I looked out the windows of a boring carriage.
Distant morning bells
Sang in the air like a gentle string.

Throwing a rosy veil, beauty dawn
I woke up lazily
And swallowing somewhere into the distance,
I swam in the clear air.

I was driving home ... I was thinking about you!
Alarmingly, my thought was both confused and torn.
A sweet nap touched my eyes.
Ah, if I never woke up again!