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At That Time

O-Smiling Wonder

Audiobake- This Dystopia (Quick On The Drawing Remix)

Original by: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin

Classique fusion 2022 10 24

Et, comme un long linceul traînant à l’Orient,
Entends, ma chère, entends la douce Nuit qui marche.
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

Sensual Theorems

Piano Impro #11 - Entends la Douce Nuit Qui Marche

Piano Impro #11 - Entends La Douce Nuit Qui Marche

Found an old acapella with Madame Snowflake in my folder, which means as much today as when it was written, and I thought it was time to try to give it a nice setting.
When the foundation was ready, I sent it to David Dunham and asked if he could possibly help with some of his beautiful finger-style playing. And being the gentleman that he is, he immediately plunged into the mysterious room of creation.
A couple of days later I got a couple of lovely tracks with two guitar parts. 
And now you too can share this little journey with us.

We wish you a pleasant journey. ;)

I humbly thank you David for your invaluable help and cooperation in this sweet journey. ;)

Listen to more of David Dunham's wonderful music here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203

Listen to more of Madame Snowflake's lovely music here: https://soundcloud.com/snowflakesings

"Miracles (pell)"
by Snowflake
http://ccmixter.org/people/snowflake

2015 - Licensed under
Creative Commons
Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

The lyrics and melody are by Patronski, with a couple of minor adaptations. 
http://ccmixter.org/people/Patronski

Miracles

There is too much talking
And there is nothing left to say
They say faith can move mountains
On my knees I start to pray

Too close for comfort
And too blind to see
It’s black and white, there’s no color
Something coming over me

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

It’s a road less traveled
On a path to better times
All that glitters isn’t gold
Gotta read between the lines

Used to getting what we want
Still don’t realize what we need
We keep burning the midnight oil
Just to satisfy our greed

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

The weight is getting heavy
Nothing ever stays the same
Evolution is the cross we bare
And the price we have to pay

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change, we can’t remain the same
Miracles happen every day
What was impossible fades away

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Nothing Stand In Our Way -  M Snowflake - David D - Seagull

WHats Wrong With That

Had another chance to work with Daniele on this Dance track.
Always inspiring and rewarding to hear what he brings.

30/November/2022

Theodora Goes Wild  (Featuring Daniele Turani/John Marlowe)

Migrazioni /Migrations

nuvole lente, cariche
accompagnano migrazioni
ingoiate dal mare

un cenno abbozza un volto
e da quello, milioni di occhi

navigano povertà
solcate da inganni d’oro

nuove schiavitù, pirati
Borsa delle solitudini

bussa alle spalle il tempo
nell’onda del silenzio

uno solo è il viaggio
e non lo hai mai iniziato

ere, parentesi di evoluzioni
nel Caos dell’universo

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slow, charged clouds
accompany migrations
swallowed by the sea

a gesture outlines a face
and from that, millions of eyes

they navigate poverty
crossed by golden deceit

new slavery, pirates
Stock Exchange of solitudes

knocks behind your back the time
in the wave of Silence

One is the journey
and you never started it

eras, parentheses of evolutions
in the Chaos of the universe

@LorenaUlpiani
photo oil on canvass, (title) son of the storm - @lorenaulpiani
music Scarlatti Sonata

Migrazioni / Migrations

12 Days (10) - Lapland Or Bust

✨ Sans leurs yeux –  Adame Roy ✨

« Sans leurs yeux » est une invitation à briser les chaînes invisibles du regard des autres.

Cette chanson dont je suis l'auteur/compositeur/arrangeur, célèbre le courage d’oser être soi, de grandir librement et de retrouver sa lumière intérieure.

Laisse-toi emporter par ce souffle d’espoir et d’affirmation personnelle.

🎧 Écoute, partage et fais résonner ce message de liberté autour de toi !

“Without Their Eyes” is an invitation to break the invisible chains of other people's gaze.

This song celebrates the courage to dare to be yourself, to grow freely, and to rediscover your inner light.

Let yourself be carried away by this breath of hope and personal affirmation.

🎧 Listen, share, and spread this message of freedom around you!

✅ (Texte / Musique / arrangements Franck L)

Sans leurs yeux (Pop française)

Lorena Ulpiani was born in Italy on the 9th August 1959. In the 1980s she moved to Padua, where she still lives today. She graduated from the University of Verona in Literature with a major in Art. For over 20 years she has worked as a professional journalist but has never abandoned her colour palette. A lover of steam locomotives, she has published a number of historical texts and cultivates a passion for itineraries outside of the usual tourist circuits.
An interest in human rights in the 90s leads Lorena to work for the Cree, not your stereotypical bead threaders but rather the financially savvy natives of Northern Quebec. Immersed in the Quebec villages and lands, she develops a fascination for the language of geometry and a deeper understanding of aspects related to colour. The latter is complemented by her studies of sacred art, from Europe to China, and as far as Tibet, in a quest for that light which is immersed in a dimension beyond the visible and synonymous with peace and meditation. Works by Lorena Ulpiani can be found in private and public collections in Italy and abroad.

Migrazioni / Migrations

lulpi