Tout revit, ma bien-aimée !
Le ciel gris perd sa pâleur ;
Quand la terre est embaumée,
Le cœur de l’homme est meilleur.

En haut, d’où l’amour ruisselle,
En bas, où meurt la douleur,
La même immense étincelle
Allume l’astre et la fleur.

L’hiver fuit, saison d’alarmes,
Noir avril mystérieux
Où l’âpre sève des larmes
Coule, et du cœur monte aux yeux.

Ô douce désuétude
De souffrir et de pleurer !
Veux-tu, dans la solitude,
Nous mettre à nous adorer ?

La branche au soleil se dore
Et penche, pour l’abriter,
Ses boutons qui vont éclore
Sur l’oiseau qui va chanter.

L’aurore où nous nous aimâmes
Semble renaître à nos yeux ;
Et mai sourit dans nos âmes
Comme il sourit dans les cieux.


On entend rire, on voit luire
Tous les êtres tour à tour,
La nuit les astres bruire,
Et les abeilles le jour.

Et partout nos regards lisent,
Et, dans l’herbe et dans les nids,
De petites voix nous disent :
Les aimants sont les bénis !

L’air enivre ; tu reposes
À mon cou tes bras vainqueurs.
Sur les rosiers que de roses !
Que de soupirs dans nos cœurs !

Comme l’aube, tu me charmes ;
Ta bouche et tes yeux chéris
Ont, quand tu pleures, ses larmes,
Et ses perles quand tu ris.

La nature, sœur jumelle
D’Ève et d’Adam et du jour,
Nous aime, nous berce et mêle
Son mystère à notre amour.

Il suffit que tu paraisses
Pour que le ciel, t’adorant,
Te contemple ; et, nos caresses,
Toute l’ombre nous les rend !

Clartés et parfums nous-mêmes,
Nous baignons nos cœurs heureux
Dans les effluves suprêmes
Des éléments amoureux.


Et, sans qu’un souci t’oppresse,
Sans que ce soit mon tourment,
J’ai l’étoile pour maîtresse,
Le soleil est ton amant ;

Et nous donnons notre fièvre
Aux fleurs où nous appuyons
Nos bouches, et notre lèvre
Sent le baiser des rayons.

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Après L'Hiver

Après L'hiver (Victor Hugo)

LivraLB: Lyrics, Vocals and Instrumental
Martin Luther King Speech (links below):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zWe4XptHO4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vP4iY1TtS3s

Lyrics:

Capitalism is Killing Planet Earth

Welcome to the church of the good spirits against capitalism
Welcome to the church of the good spirits against capitalism

I look at the sky and ask to the good spirits 
Pour upon us the light of Martin Luther king
I look at the sky and ask to the good spirits
Pour upon us the light of Bob Marley
I look at the sky and ask to the good spirits 
Pour upon us the light of Nelson Mandela
I look at the sky and ask to the good spirits
Pour upon us the light of John Lennon

You're a Bible plague , yeah
You fool them all
You kill the children 
Inside us
You kidnapped me
So young
You owe me
My real life

and they say buy, buy , buy,buy, buy , buy
buy, buy , buy,buy, buy , buy

Capitalism  is Killing Planet Earth
Capitalism is Killing the Best of Us
Capitalism  is Killing Planet Earth
Capitalism is Killing the Best of Us

<Martin Luthr King's speech>
"I want to say to you as I move to my conclusion, as we talk about “Where do we go from here?”
 that we must honestly face the fact that the movement must address itself to the question of restructuring
 the whole of American society. There are forty million poor people here, and one day we must ask the question,
 “Why are there forty million poor people in America?” And when you begin to ask that question, you are raising
 a question about the economic system, about a broader distribution of wealth. When you ask that question, you begin
 to question the capitalistic economy. And I'm simply saying that more and more, we've got to begin to ask questions
 about the whole society. We are called upon to help the discouraged beggars in life's marketplace. But one day we must
 come to see that an edifice which produces beggars needs restructuring. It means that questions must be raised. And you
 see, my friends, when you deal with this you begin to ask the question, “Who owns the oil?” You begin to ask the question,
 “Who owns the iron ore?” You begin to ask the question, “Why is it that people have to pay water bills in a world that's
 two-thirds water?” These are words that must be said."

You're a Bible plague, yeah
You fool them all
You kill the children 
Inside us
You kidnapped me
So young
You owe me
My real life

and they say buy, buy , buy,buy, buy , buy
buy, buy , buy,buy, buy , buy

Capitalism  is Killing Planet Earth
Capitalism is Killing the Best of Us
Capitalism  is Killing Planet Earth
Capitalism is Killing the Best of Us

<Martin Luthr King's speech>
"Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city,
 we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, 
Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

Capitalism is Killing Planet Earth (included speech by MLK)

A collaboration with my wife Yucca Rose (@yuccarose) for her album "Expressions" (2020), here performed in Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian). Our Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4dDkR4KY1DZl3kCNF0dijp

Music: Major Seventh - Lyrics: Yucca Rose/Major Seventh
Additional Music / Arrangement / Mix / Master: Peter Heckmann
Artwork: Yucca Rose (https://www.behance.net/rose-entertainment)
Produced by Peter Heckmann for Rose Records and Publishing, Singapore

The track initially appeared on the Major Seventh album "Eastern Sunrise" (2013) and was released shortly after on Yucca Rose's first solo album "Tree Of Life - Special Edition" (2013) - featuring musicians from the Jakarta based Major Seventh Orchestra - now re-released on the album "Expressions".

Expressions

Menggapaimu

Menggapaimu (feat. Yucca Rose)

comp. Michael Spielmann
all instruments Michael Spielmann

Stille Ueber Dem See (stillness on the lake, Michael Spielmann)

In The Ghetto

Winding Down Now

Hall de la Chanson
Grâce à Anne SYLVESTRE...
Concert hommage du 19 12 2020
Paroles et musique d'Anne SYLVESTRE
Chant : Marie-Laure FRINZI
Guitare : Vladimir MEDAIL

Anne Sylvestre, Mon mari est parti (1961)

Orison

"Interstellar Magnetic Song"  Album N°14

4- Dream (Remix),
Once upon a time there was a little boy who had made a huge journey to arrive one day in Brest (Brittany-France).
It was on the west coast, at the end of the world, the station being practically at the top of the gigantic military and commercial port, full of ships. 
The sea, immense on more than 180 degrees was there, in front of his astonished eyes! 
The old man came up to him and said, "It's beautiful, do you want to go by boat on the sea?" and the child answered, "Yes, sir, to go all the way there, pointing with his little finger at the other side of the ocean? I remember, I had a dream!

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___

🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork  -  Antonio Martin Mena - The harbour of Brest
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, MSI, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space 

❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

4 - Dream (Remix)

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BIO: Independent Music / Film / Theater Producer, Musician, Mixing / Mastering Engineer and Multimedia Production Specialist with over forty years of experience in the entertainment and multimedia design industries. 

I worked with a broad spectrum of clients in both the entertainment industry and corporate sectors. 

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