Peter Grimes, Op. 33 / Act 1 - Britten: Peter Grimes, Op. 33 / Act 1: "And Do You Prefer the Storm" (彼得·格莱姆斯，作品33 - Peter Grimes, Op.33 / Act 1: 　　　　　アンティー|歌劇《ピーター・グライムズ》作品33: 「あんたはアンティーの店や酒より」)-James Pease/Peter Pears/Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden/Benjamin Britten

歌手 : James Pease / Peter Pears / Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden / Benjamin Britten

专辑 : Britten: Peter Grimes (布里顿：彼得·格兰姆斯)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:56

第一幕：临海街头的野猪头酒吧。这是审问几天后的一个早晨，渔夫们在准备出海，退休船长用望远镜眺望海面，彼得在叫喊有谁肯帮忙，村人们装聋作哑，不加理会。船长巴斯特罗德（Balstrode）和药剂师金恩就走过去帮他。金恩告诉彼得，我在孤儿院已替你找到一名新的见习水手。大家就谴责说，你想用钱买一个孤儿不成？艾伦引用耶稣的话唱《谁若无罪就可以用石头打他》（Let heramong you without fault cast thefirst stone），表示她去帮助领回这个孤儿。固执的马车夫听了这句话，也只好勉强地跟艾伦一起前往。巴斯特罗德一边用望远镜看着海面，一边警告大家说，暴风雨即将来临，大家唱要防备狂风暴雨的合唱，纷纷回家。可是大部分男人，却不约而同地走进酒吧。巴斯特罗德建议彼得离开这个穷乡僻壤，去当大商船的水手比较有前途，可是彼得却说出他的梦想。他说，他必须赚够钱以后跟艾伦结婚。彼得唱《我们已勉强踏入风中》（We strained into the Wind）。暴风雨来临，巴斯特罗德也跑进酒吧。彼得唱《什么港口才能保住平安》（What harbour schelters peace？）第二间奏曲：描写排山倒海般的暴风雨。第二场，野猪头酒吧，女老板宣布要关门了，有身份的塞德丽夫人硬要闯进去，她要向金恩要安眠药。巴斯特罗德也跟渔夫们进门，女老板的两个侄女被暴风雨惊醒，穿着睡袍就下楼，被醉汉纠缠，老船长把醉汉推开。金恩跑进来，向大家报告彼得家附近的山崖崩塌。塞德丽夫人立刻走到他面前说，还没看到马车，我无法在这种鬼地方苦等。金恩表示，如果想拿到药，只能耐心等候。彼得也走进来，大家不约而同地说“魔鬼来了”。彼得唱《大熊座和金牛座》（Now the great Bear and Pleiadey），大家看见他像梦呓般唱出这占星学的歌，都说他不是发疯，就是喝醉了。醉汉要打彼得，被巴斯特罗德劝阻，为了缓和气氛，他催促大家再唱歌。于是大家开始唱《年老的乔出海捕鱼》（Old Joe has gone fishing）。马车夫带着艾伦和少年进来，女人们想让她和少年暧暧身，但彼得却要少年立刻跟他回家，于是拉着少年，在狂风暴雨中离去。第三间奏曲：描写温暖的星期天的气氛。

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TXT Peter Grimes, Op. 33 / Act 1 - Britten: Peter Grimes, Op. 33 / Act 1: "And Do You Prefer the Storm" (彼得·格莱姆斯，作品33 - Peter Grimes, Op.33 / Act 1: 　　　　　アンティー|歌劇《ピーター・グライムズ》作品33: 「あんたはアンティーの店や酒より」)-James Pease/Peter Pears/Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden/Benjamin Britten 文本歌词

Britten: Peter Grimes, Op. 33 / Act 1: "And Do You Prefer the Storm" - James Pease/Peter Pears/Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden/Benjamin Britten

Lyrics by：Montagu Slater|George Crabbe

Composed by：Benjamin Britten

And do you prefer the storm

To auntie's parlour and the rum

I live alone the habit grows

Grimes since you're a lonely soul

Born to blocks and spars and ropes

Why not try the wider sea

With merchantman or privateer

I am native rooted here

Rooted by what

By familiar fields

Marsh and sand

Ordinary streets

Prevailing wind

You'd slip these moorings if you had the mind

By the shut faces

Of the borough clans

And by teh kindness

Of a casual glance

You'll find no comfort there

When an urchin's quarrelsome

Brawling at his little games

Mother stops him with a threat

You'll be sold to peter grimes

Selling me new apprentices

Children taught to be ashamed

Of the legend on their faces

You've been sold to peter grimes

Then the crowner sits to

Hint but not to mention crimes

And publishes an open verdict

Whispered about this peter grimes

Your boy was workhouse starved

Maybe you're not to blame he died

Picture what that day was like

That evil day

We strained into the wind

Heavily laden

We plunged into the wave's

Shuddering challenge

Then the sea rose to a storm

Over the gunwales

And the boy's silent reproach

Turned to illness

Then home

Among fishing nets

Alone alone alone

With a childish death

This storm is useful you can speak your mind

And never mind the borough commentary

There is more grandeur in a gale of wind

To free confession set a conscience free

They listen to money

These borough gossips

I have my visions

Fiery visions

They call me dreamer

They scoff at my dreams

And my ambition

But I know a way

To answer the borough

I'll win them over

With the new prentice

We'll sail together

These borough gossips

Listen to money

Only to money

I'll fish the sea dry

Sell the good catches

That wealthy merchant

Grimes will set up

Household and shop

You will all see it

I'll marry ellen

Man–go and ask her

Without your booty

She'll have you now

No–not for pity

Then the old tragedy

Is in store

New start with new prentice

Just as before

What peter grimes decides

Is his affair

You told and nice

Are you my conscience

Might as well

Try shout the wind down as to tell

The obvious truth

Take your advice

Put it where your money is

The storm is here o come away

I shall stay