Really good song! You really did a great work here!!

lovely mixtures from the frozen strings/piano to the warmer, emerging 'folk' song.. back to distant memories..

The years pass and we forget that when we were children and less conditioned, we could have fun with a little.
Our priority was the desire to have fun e don't to own the game.

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J.S. Bach - Die Himmel erzählen die Ehre Gottes, BWV 76 XII. Aria - Karl Richter

"Mystery Tales" is an enigmatic and captivating song that serves as the perfect soundtrack for a theatrical play. With its haunting melodies and intricate harmonies, the song weaves a tapestry of suspense and intrigue. The music ebbs and flows like the unfolding plot of a classic mystery, guiding the audience through a labyrinth of emotions and leaving them on the edge of their seats. Each note is carefully crafted to complement the dramatic tension on stage, making "Mystery Tales" an essential component of an unforgettable theatrical experience.

Mystery Tales

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8. The Path To Highgate

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Recorded by Matthias Wegener at Landesmusikakademie Wolfenbüttel
Mastered by Martyn Heyne at Lichte Studio Berlin
photography: Jo Titze

"Searching" - Searching

Pēteris Vasks ~Lonely Angel, Meditation For Violin & String Orchestra

My Sweet And Tender Beast Waltz (Photo cover by Egin Akyurt)

poet: Rudyard Kipling
If...
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
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Se...
Se saprai mantenere la testa quando tutti intorno a te
la perdono, e te ne fanno colpa.
Se saprai avere fiducia in te stesso quando tutti ne dubitano,
tenendo pero' considerazione anche del loro dubbio.
Se saprai aspettare senza stancarti di aspettare,
O essendo calunniato, non rispondere con calunnia,
O essendo odiato, non dare spazio all'odio,
Senza tuttavia sembrare troppo buono, né parlare troppo saggio;

Se saprai sognare, senza fare del sogno il tuo padrone;
Se saprai pensare, senza fare del pensiero il tuo scopo,
Se saprai confrontarti con Trionfo e Rovina
E trattare allo stesso modo questi due impostori.
Se riuscirai a sopportare di sentire le verità che hai detto
Distorte dai furfanti per abbindolare gli sciocchi,
O a guardare le cose per le quali hai dato la vita, distrutte,
E piegarti a ricostruirle con i tuoi logori arnesi.

Se saprai fare un solo mucchio di tutte le tue fortune
E rischiarlo in un unico lancio a testa e croce,
E perdere, e ricominciare di nuovo dal principio
senza mai far parola della tua perdita.
Se saprai serrare il tuo cuore, tendini e nervi
nel servire il tuo scopo quando sono da tempo sfiniti,
E a tenere duro quando in te non c'è più nulla
Se non la Volontà che dice loro: "Tenete duro!"

Se saprai parlare alle folle senza perdere la tua virtu',
O passeggiare con i Re, rimanendo te stesso,
Se né i nemici né gli amici piu' cari potranno ferirti,
Se per te ogni persona contera', ma nessuno troppo.
Se saprai riempire ogni inesorabile minuto
Dando valore ad ognuno dei sessanta secondi,
Tua sara' la Terra e tutto ciò che è in essa,
E — quel che più conta — sarai un Uomo, figlio mio!

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