"It's dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I used to tell you."
Funnily enough this song has never made me think of sadness when listening to it. In fact its more the opposite, it makes me feel lighter and hopeful like watching the sun rise in the morning. My favorite chopin by far
One of the best in the world. Chopin can reach into your heart and make it cry to the point of tears. I wonder what song americans calle dit since I've heard it in movies.
@@Zamigirl Chopin himself is reported to have said of this piece: "In all my life I have never again been able to find such a beautiful melody." I took this from Songfacts on the Internet: "The "Tristesse" melody has been extensively borrowed by many popular performers, including Jo Stafford for her 1950 hit "No Other Love." Such diverse performers as Serge Gainsbourg, Sarah Brightman and Ken Dodd have also used the theme."
This is a gorgeously beautiful piece. I love listening to it and it makes one feel how heart broken he must have been when he composed this extraordinary music. I have loved for years and I will never tire of it.
Great things...born n grow n live n remain forever great... thats y God chosen to teach us that great things in life r rare n few but lives forever ... Like this Chopan master piece...ppl across globe speacks 100s of languages but their hearts can deeply feel n understand n enjoy n value such great music...over the years . All over the globe. Chopan died but his great music wl never die...n wl live forever inside human n mankind hearts.
Je pense que la musique de Chopin est superior que la musique de Liszt, Beethoven, Mozart, etc. C'est juste sublime. Excusé moi pour le français mal, j'ai besoin de practique.
Chopin died but his genuine unique super musical arts ...wl remain alive till the end of life... on earth. This one is one of the absolute best piano music.
To try to play piano even if youre amateur for few, maybe never more, is very terapeuthic and dear expressiv. Like a relation to the the composer from the past and the new you bring. A travel that can go in centurys.
I was playing minecraft and I made it to the nether. I found a nether fortress and killed all the blazes that I needed and made back through my nether portal by the time the song ended. Thank you Chopin.
@@tiny5663 I understand. I was just trying to right my comment as quick as possible. Also, since we care so much about specifics, the piece "Tristesse" Is categorized under "Etudes."
O universo se rende às belezas e ao profundo sentimento que Chopin traduziu em sua extraordinária obra. Um ser humano pode morrer em paz caso esteja consciente de que compreendeu as maravilhas que os grandes poetas da alma compuseram. Obrigado, Chopin
It appears sadness is a feeling we cannot live without. Many find a little joy in being sad. One day will come when our biological GPS will tell us : " You have arrived at your final destination ! " Will there still be sadness ?
What on earth does genetics have to do with recognizing a song? It's more likely that you have heard this song in the background somewhere before. It's not as though Chopin imprinted his music into his ancestors brains.
És el llenguatge del Cor i de la Ment...És la simplicitat de l'Amor i de l'Amistat.Potser ens compliquem massa la Vida.Va per a tu,Luci,siguis on siguis...Jo ja em sento un privilegiat per haver-te conegut,no puc demanar gran cosa més...
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