Name: Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence by Debra Buesking
Duration: 2 min 18 s
Description: Ancient hymn of Eucharistic devotion dating from AD 275

Amazing,amazing work...beautiful melody...

A very contemplative rendition of the hymn tune "Picardi"!

Great passage here! Love the atmosphere and the melodic lines 

I have commented before, but your arrangement of this carol is so reverent and evocative and wonderful in every way.  It is one of my favorite carols because of the melancholy that begs one to "hush now and listen".

Nothing Personal

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L'échappée    ( Translated after the French text )

Texte : O'Mat
Chant : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

J’ai posé mes chaussures
Pour mieux les regarder
Semelles goudronnées
Jonchant l’entrée 

J’ai vu un peu de nous
J’ai vu un peu de boue
Des ciels moins enneigés
Trop précoces

Les saisons ont passé
Mes rides plus marquées
J’ai posé mes idées, sur papier
Pour me raconter

De rêves d’infini
En regrets effacés
J’ai flirté sur des lignes, sinueuses
Pas si droites

J’ai dormi sous le toit
D’âmes un peu trop coriaces
J’ai glissé sur des ombres
Trop fugaces

J’ai vu un peu de nous
J’ai vu un peu de boue
Des ciels moins enneigés
Trop précoces

Des feuilles sous les pieds
Les branches qui craquent
Annoncent lentement, sous la pluie
Mon corps en vrac

Je rêve d’infini
J’efface les regrets
Je reviens dans le nid, dans ton lit
Quel bric-à-brac
Je pose mes idées
Pour mieux te regarder
Tes cheveux emmêlés
Face à face

J’y vois un peu de nous
J’y vois un peu de boue
Des étreintes restées
Pas féroces
Pas féroces

The escape 

I put down my shoes
To look at them better
Tarred soles
Lining the entrance 

I saw a bit of us
I saw a little mud
Less snowy skies
Too early

Seasons have passed
My wrinkles more marked
I put my ideas down on paper
To tell myself

Of infinite dreams
In erased regrets
I flirted with sinuous lines
Not so straight

I slept under the roof
Of souls a little too tough
I slipped on shadows
Too fleeting

I saw a bit of us
I saw a little mud
Less snowy skies
Too early

Leaves underfoot
Branches cracking
Slowly announce, in the rain
My body in bulk

I dream of infinity
I erase regrets
I return to the nest, to your bed
What a jumble
I put down my ideas
To look at you better
Your tangled hair
Face to face

I see a bit of us
I see a bit of mud
Embraces that stayed
Not fierce
Not fierce

L’échappée avec Muette

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An Unasked Question

3rd collaboration with my friend Valerio (The other ones are "Sfinito" and "L'artista"). As usual, when i'm using his lyrics, i write 'em down.

Un pensiero da una notte
senza fondo.
Ieri la morte mi è sembrata vicina,
pensata, accanto. Nelle cose che ho
scritto c’è
ad esempio che 
si può fallire senza sbagliare
ottenere il potere per
attrarre un processo di non potenziamento, 
come dire costretti ad uccidere
per essere capaci di realizzare 
almeno un fallimento.

Lyrics by Valerio Vennarini
Musical Failing: Marcorti

Almeno un fallimento

Ancient hymn of Eucharistic devotion dating from AD 275

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

Best described as eclectic, my style is a soothing mix mirroring my personality: mostly mellow with the occasional outburst. Although I have a background in classical piano I have always loved to create and improvise.  Since early childhood I have been trying to duplicate on the piano what I hear in my head.  Now I see how formal studies and improvisation fit together perfectly. I hope to always keep growing and learning, reflecting the beauty of Christ in all my endeavors. Thank you for your kind listening.

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

Debra Buesking

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