Dunnock

Sometimes my plays have a very specific background. A month ago I walked along the street late in the evening. At one of the entrances stood a group of women neighbors quietly talking about something. Ten paces from them, a little further, in the wrong light of the lanterns, I noticed another woman. She seemed to me somewhat larger than it could be in reality. I thought that she must be suffering from gigantism. She was silent and dignified. There was something powerful and proud, something detachedly independent in her figure. When I got closer to her, I almost screamed - it was a mutilated tree trunk! And I realized that, deceived by my poor eyesight and twilight, I saw for a moment the soul of this tree ... I do not like mysticism, but this play of my imagination was amazing. As soon as I moved another twenty steps away from this tree, this melody (theme of the first part) immediately, as it is, sounded in my head. All I had to do was get to the house and hastily put it into sheet music...

«DRIADS». Op.127.

Star Tale - Lyrics by Ren Faye

Echo voices... forest spirits...

I can't describe the feeling,
That you are here again...
We looked upon our kingdom, and what was our to reign
You always stood beside me,
As mighty as the bear...
And now, you have returned
To breathe the winter air...

I know, 
You bring the seasons
And I the freezing rain
I've seen so many visions but they are all the same

I know, 
You are the valley,
You guide me where I go
and I seek my shelter,
From battles in the snow

I know, 
In my heart...
That you, are beside...
I know,
In this heart,
That I can lead my tribe

I know,
I bring the journey,
Your wisdom teaches me
When we, come to gather
Under branches of our tree

I know, 
In my heart,
That you, stand beside
I know,
In this heart
That I will lead my tribe

I know you bring the glory,
The crystal dazzles me
I know, I see your spirit
and magic follows me

I see, 
In my heart
A castle made of frost,
I know, you will lead me
When it seems all is lost...

Echo voices... forest spirits...

End.

Despite the Weather

Where You Come From

Lullabytes

Serenity
By Charlie H Russell © 08/09/2015

Smell the fresh cut lawn at the start of our day.
A do drop drenched flower bouquet.
We walk and talk with nothing to say.
And I love how we know somehow that's OK.

Well that's what I call Serenity.

The way our world smells after it rains.
How we race our paper ships down to the drain. 
And laugh at the same jokes all over again.

Well that's what I call Serenity.

Noonday shadows grow so tall in the light.
As the wind blows to pick up our kite.
Under a tree the sun's getting too bright.
We count leaves until it's almost Night.

Solo

We sing Melodies to songs never heard.
Write a new phrase, a line, or word.
Over dinner a sweet evenings delight.

That's what I call Serenity

It's not always on my face, but in my eyes.
I do love you and that's no surprise.
You give me a hug and that feel so right. 

At last, Goodnight, sweet Serenity.

That’s what I call Serenity

Charlie H Russell
 charliehrussell@aol.com

Serenity

This is a joint project between Janine Levinson, beSRK & Guitarbeard, made in 2017.

Music by @beSRK
Melody, lyrics, vocals by @janinelevinson
Guitar by @guitarbeard

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Butterfly (Janine Levinson, beSRK & Guitarbeard)

The Day U Went Away

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Lyrics;
Got a bandage on my soul
It covers up a hole
And I think that I am getting better
Put some stitches in my heart
From when it once was torn apart
On the day I read dear John's letter
When I fell to pieces
Since then I've been putting them back together

You got the best of me
As anyone could see
Then you set my world up in flames

I've got scars deep down inside
From the cuts into my pride
It's such a low down dirty shame
I never learned to play this game
I should have paid attention
And I'm the only one I can blame

Got a bandage on my soul
It covers up a hole
So I think I must be getting better

Put some stitches in my heart
From when it once was torn apart
On the day I read dear John's letter
The day I fell all to pieces
But I'm putting all those pieces back together

Dear John's Letter

una versión mas "corta" pero mas dura    ......espero

4. - TodoCuantoExiste(Khandha)remezcla

September Elizabeth Campbell - Black (Pearl Jam Cover)

Charlie H Russell

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Independent Composer / Producer / Musician Charlie H Russell, a songwriter with a catalog of 300 plus songs, that cover Jingle Work, Cues, Swing, Big Band, Latin, Smooth Jazz, R&B, Blues, Hip Hop, Neo-Soul, Caribbean, Rock, Country and Classical,

I play Bass, Guitar and Keyboards and I compose and record about two songs a week, that I could customize for any opportunity or client.

"His infectious melodies and  inventive  arrangements makes his radio friendly  and  artistically intriguing smooth jazz feel so good and this will go alone ways towards establishing his sound." 

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