Really makes me think of windswept moorland :)))

I tuoi arrangiamenti sono pieni di cose e suoni, belli. Bravo!

Wide and open elegant arrangement, inspiring!

Magnificent orchestral arrangement and very nice performance.

IN THE WIND...BREATHLESS

The Secret Garden

D A Y A

LET'S TAKE A MOMENT TO THINK ABOUT WHAT IS IMPORTANT ... REALLY !!! IF THEY TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM US ... WHAT WOULD WE WANT MORE THAN ANY OTHER THING ?! IF EACH OF US DID THIS THOUGHT MAYBE THE WORLD WOULD BE A BETTER PLACE ?? I DON'T KNOW ... LET'S TRY

A LOOK AT THE WORLD

OF THE "PROTECTION" SAGA ... THE NEW ENEMY IS THE POWER OF THE HUMAN RACE, AND ITS WEAK OUNTE AT THE SAME TIME !! WHO WILL BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND WHAT WE REALLY NEED TO BRING FORWARD WITH ALL OUR WILL AND WHAT INSTEAD LET GO?

MAGNA OFFICIA

Close your eyes and let yourself be transported by the sounds and sensations of the deep north, where everything seems to stop and return to its origins; the human mind can materialize anywhere, will and imagination will do the rest... our planet is a precious and special place, let's try to take care of it and respect it!

NORWEGIAN FJORDS

"In the Bleak Midwinter" by English poet Christina Rossetti was first published in 1872.  In 1906 Gustav Holst composed a setting to these verses now sung throughout the world.  At this dark time in humanity it is our sincere hope that you will refect upon these verses with us and ponder the hope and true meaning of Christmas.  

Thank you, Oddrun, for your voice which breathes life into what would just otherwise be music.
Vocal arrangements and voice: @oddrun-eikli
Arrangement and piano: Debra Buesking
Studio work: Arne Hiorth

Lyrics:
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty —
Jesus Christ.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am? —
If I were a Shepherd
I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part, —
Yet what I can I give Him, —
Give my heart.

In the Bleak Midwinter

In The Bleak Midwinter | Oddrun Eikli and Debra Buesking

So it Begins

“God gave us two ears, but only one mouth, so that we could listen twice as much and speak half as much.” 🎶 
“Dio ci ha dato due orecchie, ma soltanto una bocca, proprio per ascoltare il doppio e parlare la metà.”
                                     EPITTETO
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Anatomia Di Un Rapporto

One of the true pleasures of living in a northern country is the occasional feeling of the warmth of the winter sun on your face. There's a word for this --apricity. A brief burst of apricity warms both the body and the spirit.

Apricity

The composition was inspired by the poem "Crossing the Water" by the American poet Sylvia Plath (1932-1963).

Crossing the Water

Black lake, black boat, two black, cut-paper people.
Where do the black trees go that drink here?
Their shadows must cover Canada.

A little light is filtering from the water flowers.
Their leaves do not wish us to hurry:
They are round and flat and full of dark advice.

Cold worlds shake from the oar.
The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.
A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand;

Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls.

IN THE WIND...BREATHLESS

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