Adelma is one of the cities described by Marco Polo to Emperor Kublai Khan in Italo Calvino's book Invisible Cities. Adelma is part of the Cities and Memory thematic series. It is a reflection on memory, mourning, and the fact that at a certain age, the dead outnumber the living in the traveler's mind.

Adelma est l'une des villes décrites par Marco Polo à l'empereur Kublai Khan dans le livre Les Villes invisibles d'Italo Calvino. Adelma est classée dans la série thématique des Villes et la Mémoire. Elle est une réflexion sur le fait qu'à un certain âge, les morts sont plus nombreux dans l'esprit du voyageur que les vivants.

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Adelma

Blue Planet

Le Petit Prince - The Little Prince Visits the Planets
August 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Le Petit Prince Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/le-petit-prince-music-for
Special thanks to John-Marc Ventimiglia @john-marc-ventimiglia for creating the asteroid panning/gliss/rotation tool that was used to compose this piece. 
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing Le Petit Prince January 31st, February 1st and February 2nd in Colorado.
For strings, flute, clarinet, double bass, marimba, vibraphone, celeste, asteroid sound effects and percussion

Le Petit Prince - The Little Prince Visits The Planets

I started writing this in the seventies and first recorded it in the eighties. Finally decided to give it a new try. Just piano and vocals, with a touch of acoustic guitar, accordeon, and a few more details to bring joy and variety to the face of the land.

Assenta os dois pés na beira do abismo.
Enfrenta o mar. Resiste ao vento.
Não caias. Não temas.
Para quê nervosismo?
Despreza a vertigem. Respira o momento.
Não olhes para terra.
Verás a origem de tanta aventura,
de tanto lamento,
do patriotismo.
Verás desse monte os mastros desertos
que crescem e murcham no longe horizonte
com os braços abertos.
Cada barco carrega uma cruz
constrói um caminho no mar-labirinto de ventos incertos
e estradas de luz.

Os mastros por vezes dão frutos
e trazem notícias, saudades,
carícias de vagas fatais
que inventaram delícias
para os cascos cansados que dormem no cais.

E quando uma voz chamar na distância
verás a sereia, o ouro, a ganância.
Cairás com um grito.
Verás nessa altura que a pátria é um mito.
Só existe a vontade, a aventura, a ilusão.
Só existe a saudade que levas contigo
como um porto de abrigo no teu coração.

A saudade vai
no teu coração
como um porto de abrigo.

The Google translator produced a nice English translation:

Place both feet on the edge of the abyss.
Face the sea. Resist the wind.
Don't fall. Don't be afraid.
Why be nervous?
Ignore vertigo. Breathe in the moment.
Don't look at land.
You will see the origin of so much adventure,
of so much lamentation,
of patriotism.

From that mountain you will see the deserted masts
that grow and wither on the distant horizon
with open arms.
Each boat carries a cross
and builds a path in the labyrinthine sea of ​​uncertain winds
and roads of light.

The masts sometimes bear fruit
and bring news, memories,
caresses of fatal waves
that invented delights
for the tired hulls that sleep on the dock.

And when a voice calls in the distance
you will see the mermaid, the gold, the greed.
You will fall with a scream.
At that moment you will see that the homeland is a myth.
There is only the desire, the adventure, the illusion.
There is only the longing that you carry with you
like a safe haven in your heart.

Longing goes
in your heart
like a safe haven.

Porto De Abrigo

This piece I wrote last Summer holiday. "Souvenir de France"

Summertime adventure

you can feel it
in your veins

like a healin'
helping hand

no small wonder
back again

a cold trigger
with a spin

here it comes again

very fragile
you need help

u imagine
to the hilt

feelin'
natural

leonardo
true to form

true to form

Faraway Dreams

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

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Time Will Tell

Time Will Tell (feat. Fr. Harris)

Welcome on my profile.

As a young boy, I learned to play the piano with my grandmother, who was a concert pianist. Thanks to her patience, I was brought closer to music. It was a hard but worthwhile way.

After I ended my school training and started my vocational training, the music got into the background. However, the music has accompanied me throughout my life. With increasing age, the music again got a greater status in my life.

First with the old piano of my grandmother, who had long since died and then with a keyboard, I started making music again.

I don't have a studied musical background and make music as a hobby without really had learned about orchestration. I find myself slowly into the topic and I am happy to have found some listeners.

Inspired by many lovely people, who also make music, I develop myself even at older age and look forward to further listeners.

Therefore, have fun hearing my modest works and thank you for the nice comments.

Tim