Easter Sunday Improvisation (feat. Adrian Kunz)

Martin Hirsch

Beautiful Body

English lyrics:

The Deserter

Mr President, I am writing you a letter
That you will read, perhaps
If you have the time
I came to receive
My military papers
To go to the war
Last Wednesday evening
Mr President
I don't want to do that
I am not on this earth
To kill these poor people
It's not to make you angry
I must say to you
My decision is made
I am going to desert
 
Since I was born
I saw my father die
I saw my brothers leave
And my children cry
My mother has suffered so much
That she is inside her tomb
And she mocks bombs
And she mocks their targets
When I was a prisoner
You stole my wife from me
You stole my soul from me
And all dear to me passed
Tomorrow in the early morning
I will close my door
In the nose of the dead years
I will go down these paths
 
I will beg for my life
On the roads of France
Of Brittany and Provence
And I will say to people
Refuse to obey
Refuse to do it
Don't go to war
Refuse to leave
If you must give your blood
Go to give yours
You are a good apostle
Mr President
If you chase me
Tell your policemen
That I am not armed
And that they can shoot

Original lyrics:

Monsieur le Président
Je vous fais une lettre
Que vous lirez peut-être
Si vous avez le temps
Je viens de recevoir
Mes papiers militaires
Pour partir à la guerre
Avant mercredi soir
Monsieur le Président
Je ne veux pas la faire
Je ne suis pas sur terre
Pour tuer des pauvres gens
C'est pas pour vous fâcher
Il faut que je vous dise
Ma décision est prise
Je m'en vais déserter

Depuis que je suis né
J'ai vu mourir mon père
J'ai vu partir mes frères
Et pleurer mes enfants
Ma mère a tant souffert
Qu'elle est dedans sa tombe
Et se moque des bombes
Et se moque des vers
Quand j'étais prisonnier
On m'a volé ma femme
On m'a volé mon âme
Et tout mon cher passé
Demain de bon matin
Je fermerai ma porte
Au nez des années mortes
J'irai sur les chemins

Je mendierai ma vie
Sur les routes de France
De Bretagne en Provence
Et je dirai aux gens
Refusez d'obéir
Refusez de la faire
N'allez pas à la guerre
Refusez de partir
S'il faut donner son sang
Allez donner le vôtre
Vous êtes bon apôtre
Monsieur le Président
Si vous me poursuivez
Prévenez vos gendarmes
Que je n'aurai pas d'armes
Et qu'ils pourront tirer

Le Déserteur (B Vian) [cover/version]

« Summer Light » for Solo Flute
Flute playing and recording in my Home - Studio with my iPad Pro and AirTurn PEDpro  on Friday, June 4, 2021 / Composed on May - June 2021
Franck Douvin © 2021 Music for Flute Solo
Thanks for listening. Hope you'll enjoy!
Here's the video link on YouTube : https://youtu.be/uXfswYLfxVo

« Summer Light » for Solo Flute

2021-06-13

Several Rice Grains

@busted-wallets  gets credit for the toms and beautiful synth that makes this track worth a listen... Hope this puts you in a calming place

A Calm Place - (The Burglar King/Dough Factory)

Remix of https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia/wherever-world-over
by  DJ Chaskan
Discover is Great Mixs >>> https://soundcloud.com/chaskan
and >>>> https://www.mixcloud.com/chaskan/

WHEREVER WORLDOVER   DJ Chaskan Remix

Alone In The Dark1

Stefan K - Rock Flexible (Official) shared an inspiring instrumental, asking if anyone would like to contribute some vocals. I found the piece to have an ominous atmosphere that builds into something more triumphant. This is my take on it which is a rather dark ecological wake up call (as if we should still need that!) with the invaluable help of Dick Vestdijk (Oorlab) with whom I’ve worked on ten other collaborations. A very special thank you to both Stefan and Dick. Thanks for listening.

Original music – Composition/arrangement/instrumentation/production - https://soundcloud.com/rock-flexible 

Lead vocals, backing vocals and some additional lyrics - https://soundcloud.com/oorlab 

Lead vocals, backing vocals and lyrics – me

Photograph by Douglas Corrance

Is it just me,
Or is it you?
How can we,
See this through?

Is it because,
We're at a loss?
We can find our way,
Out of this.

Time is short,
And can't be bought.
Who will make time,
While we're in decline?

Too late to be denied,
We can’t hold back the tide.
Nowhere left to hide,
Time's not on our side.

Who’ll count the cost 
Of the Earth’s loss?

Is it just me?
Or is it you?

Too late to be denied,
We can’t hold back the tide.

Nowhere left to hide,
Time's not on our side.

(Meet me in the afterglow)

Alone In The Dark1

Makis Mandelos