"Lost in the Fog Waltz No.298 (Original Composition)” - A melancholic broken heart waltz that captures the essence of longing and nostalgia. Composed with a poignant melody that echoes the depths of my broken heart, this piece invites listeners to immerse themselves in its soothing yet sorrowful beauty. As a composer and countertenor, I’ve poured my emotions into this waltz, creating a hauntingly beautiful soundscape that resonates with the soul.

Detail:  A Minor, 3/4-time, 145 BPM 

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Tears on My Piano (Original Waltzes Composition Vol. 15)

Lost in the Fog Waltz No.298 (Original Composition)

From Poverty's depths, I found my voice
A countertenor's cry, a jazz singer's choice
Life's hardships rained, but music was my shield
I poured my pain into every note, every yield

Loss and heartbreak fueled my soul
Struggles and strife, I made them my goal
To create, to share, to touch the heart
Not for fame or fortune, but to never depart

From waltzes to jazz, my songs are my tale
A testament to resilience, my story to hail
Blindness may shroud my eyes, but not my sight
My voice resounds, a melody that ignites

In darkness, I found light, a gift to share
A symphony of emotions, beyond compare
My music speaks loudly, a heart that beats strong
A message to the world, where love and pain belong

I'll share my voice, a fading sigh
5 Decades of life, 2000 waltzes, a whispered goodbye
Albanian by roots, Australian ground
No PhD to create, just pain of my life, profound

Painful tears of a struggle, a broken heart
I create to heal, to mend, to restart
But the wounds remain, the scars stay deep
A melancholy soul, in eternal sleep

I will keep creating, till my last breath gone
But my voice on jazz, and my waltzes will linger on
A haunting echo, of a life that's been
A fleeting dream, a moment's peace, now unseen

For those who listen, and wipe away a tear
A forgotten memory, of a heart that's no longer here
When the world awakens, I'll be gone and cold
My name lost to time, my legacy grown old

But in the silence, my waltzes will remain
A melancholy whisper, of a life in vain
If not on media, then on Bandcamp I'll reside
YouTube and Soundcloud, the last echoes of my pride

A hope of resilience, to never give up
A testament to passion, in every note and sway
But it's a lonely journey, through the night so dark
A solo voice, a fading spark, a melancholy heart


https://www.youtube.com/@VoximusTaulantMurati
https://soundcloud.com/voximustaulantmurati
https://voximustaulantmurati.bandcamp.com

https://music.apple.com/us/artist/voximus/1822849282
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/voximus/1824365871
https://open.spotify.com/artist/75s7hhGyeMX3GMcM98oycM

New tracks tagged #Detail: A Minor, 3/4-time, 145 BPM