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Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
Hyperion offers both CDs, and downloads in a number of formats. The site is also available in several languages.
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Tralilarara trarila trarila. A menina esganiçada, magriça, com a saia voejando por cima dos joelhos em nó, Vinha meio dansando, cantando, ao crepusculo escuro. Batia com passo com a varinha, na poeira da calçada. De repente voltou-se para a negra velha que vinha tropegando atraz, enorme trouxa de roupa a cabeça: «Qué mi da, vó?» … Nâ-âo.
Mário Raul de Andrade (1893-1945)
Tralilarara trarila trarila. A very skinny girl with a high pitched voice whose skirt was floating high above her knobbly knees was coming along, half dancing, half singing in the late evening. She was beating time with a stick in the dust on the path. Suddenly, she turned round to face the old black woman who was stumbling along behind her carrying an enormous bundle of clothes on her head: ‘Will you let me carry it, grandma?’ No.