Name: Spring Spring Come by Pétur Söebech Quinn in Saiensu
Duration: 3 min 25 s
Description: Spring Spring Come... For blossoms to grow

Saiensu

Dead can't dance with Jennifer Roe

https://andreig.bandcamp.com/track/paper-labyrinth

Paper Labyrinth Remixed

Insane Mother

VIII Strength

Background Noise Of Life

Global Mind Control

Spring Spring Come... For blossoms to grow

Spring Spring Come

Moonlight spills like paint upon our bedroom walls  
We trace the outlines of tomorrow in soft whispers  
Your breath becomes the rhythm guiding my restless heart  
Two silhouettes reaching for a spark that lingers....

Let’s Work On Dreams Together

Gold dawn spills across the ancient hills  
Where braided rivers carve the land unknown  
Your voice drifts soft like mist upon the mills  
I trace its wake and feel the pull of home  ....

Rivers Of Fortune

First light cracks the sky, a promise on the wind  
We chase the fading shadows of the roads we’ve been  
Every heartbeat pulses with a question undefined  
But hope is at the window, waiting to be kind ....

Every Day Has Its Time

Midnight Music

He walked through silver birch with footprints edged in frost  
A lone silhouette beneath the pale aurora sky  
His eyes held ancient stories of everything once lost  
Yet every whispered secret felt like mine to amplify...

The Man From The North

In midnight’s quiet hum I hear our secret code  
A silver pulse of longing down a thousand miles of road  
No paper trail can capture what these currents hold inside  
Your whispered “I’m still here” rides the wavelengths of the night....  

Hope in the Electrons

The morning drapes its light across an empty mile  
Frost still clings to fences, like a hesitant smile  
I hear your voice in echoes down a crooked lane  
Telling me the journey is the prize, not the claim ....

The Road Is Not Won

There’s a streetlamp humming in the misty rain  
Your shadow’s stretched like a runaway train  
I hear your words in the cracks of the night  
Soft as the truth when it hides from the light ....

Secrets In The Palm Of Your Hand

Under silver‑washed skies, the city’s asleep,  
But our shadows keep talking in promises they keep.  
Every breath is a secret, a vow without sound,  
Your hand finds my heartbeat, the whole world unwound....  

In The Name of Affection

Neon horizons in the afterglow,  
Wheels hum low where the night winds blow.  
Silver lines stretch into the dawn,  
Every mile a place where the shadows are gone....

Bring Peace

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

Welcome to my page!

I've been playing guitar for many years, even though I'm not very good at it, with the support of my wonderful band members.

When I first heard the sound of a Hammond B3 when I was young, I felt something modern in the linear, expressionless sound emitted by the electronics, and then with the advent of the synthesizer, I felt infinite possibilities that could not be expressed with existing instruments.

In 1988, I discovered the joy of using MIDI files as a way to express my music on my ATARI 1040ST computer, and I became obsessed with it. Fortunately or unfortunately, that obsession continues to this day.

All music posted on this Soundcloud is created using only a mouse on a computer's piano roll screen.

The only exception is that I actually play the guitar part on No. 16 (OnMyouJi).

Assembling music on a computer allows you to listen to the melody objectively, so there is the joy of unexpected discoveries.

That's the most interesting thing, and I learn a lot. It can be tiring sometimes, but...

Music has a mysterious power that reminds you of your past self when you listen to music you listened to repeatedly in the past for the first time in a long time.

I think everyone has experienced that.

I hope that the music I post here will help you remember who you are in the future.

Comments on the songs will encourage me in the future. Please feel free to write anything you want.

I may not be able to reply to comments right away, but I will definitely reply, but I may not be able to reply to messages. Please understand.

Thank you.

Spring Spring Come

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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