Il y a de la musique dans le soupir du roseau; Il y a de la musique dans le bouillonnement du ruisseau; Il ya de la musique en toutes choses, si les hommes pouvaient l'entendre. Lord Byron
for every chopin, there are a thousand frohlichs. and to think, even the greatest composers--whose talent seem to be bestowed by the heavens itself, who are hailed as heroes and demigods--struggle at the deepest depths from things like poverty, emotional turmoil, societal rejection.. one can only imagine the life of a not so talented, not so ambitious, not so well-off individual such as frohlich
The first shell burst in inside B for bakers fuselage. Killing the navigator outright. He was the lucky one. The next shell burst blowing out the the mid gunner unharmed, only he wasn't wearing his parachute he would be dead in in seconds suffering from narcossis and lack of oxygen. With the controls destroyed. Out of control all that could be heard over the intercom from the dying men were screams calling for their mother. It was terrible. Just terrible. Sospiri was the back ground music to this witness statement. In remberance of Flight Sargent Harry Bastin. Hamburg 1944. RAF Goose Squadron.
This is my favorite Elgar piece. My late father loved it as well. Of course The Apostles and The Kingdom are my favorite larger works of his, but the lyricism and beauty in this is wonderful.
cuando escuches esta melodia quiero que te acuerdes, de mi del amor puro y infinito que te tengo no solo hacia tu persona si no tambien para con tu alma tu alma hermosa y sincera, que solo busca ser amada capaz no sea yo el indicado capaz sea otro capaz en otra vida capaz en otro corazon capaz puedas entender mi amor
Have you forgotten yet? For the world’s🌎events have rumbled on since those gagged days! And the haunting gap in your mind has filled with thoughts💭that flow like cars at the crossing of city🌃ways.
Je me rappelle encore de lui, je vivais en Suisse à cette époque, je pense qe c'était en 2000. Je l'avais vu en concert pour les enfants à Delémont je crois. Je pensais que j'étais tombé amoureuse, j'avais 9 ans ou 10 hahha et par la suite je l'avais rencontré à la piscine de Boncourt, il était avec sa grand-mère et sa sœur. On avait nager ensemble. Les souvenirs... 😊
