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Today I was delighted to discover a composition of mine for Modern Orchestra from 2015, shortly after I began my journey on Soundcloud.  Let's call it a kinda Ambient/Electronic/Classical Crossover piece. 😉                            

And...  it's a Journey I'd love to share with all of you. 😊
So... iif you're willing... close your eyes, 
relax.... 
and Imagine what you will ....
for 'The Journey Within' is unique,
for everyone. 😎


© Gary Courtland-Miles 2015

A Journey Within

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/dear-lessons.html

Dear Lessons (Piano Version)

Georg Trakl (1887-1914) was an Austrian Expressionist poet with strong Symbolist influences. 
The following poem "Der Spaziergang" ( "The Walk") was written in 1913.

A big Thank You to The Neighbor for playing this wonderful solo-guitar.

The picture shows a detail of „Astronaut“, ink on paper, 2020 by Gregor Kalus



See translation (mainly by machine) below


Der Spaziergang

1
Musik summt im Gehölz am Nachmittag. 
Im Korn sich ernste Vogelscheuchen drehn. 
Holunderbüsche sacht am Weg verwehn; 
Ein Haus zerflimmert wunderlich und vag.

In Goldnem schwebt ein Duft von Thymian,
 Auf einem Stein steht eine heitere Zahl. 
Auf einer Wiese spielen Kinder Ball, 
Dann hebt ein Baum vor dir zu kreisen an.

Du träumst: Die Schwester kämmt ihr blondes Haar, 
Auch schreibt ein ferner Freund dir einen Brief.
 Ein Schober fliegt durchs Grau vergilbt und schief 
Und manchmal schwebst du leicht und wunderbar.

2
Die Zeit verrinnt. O süßer Helios! 
O Bild im Krötentümpel süß und klar;
 Im Sand versinkt ein Eden wunderbar.
 Goldammern wiegt ein Busch in seinem Schoß.

Ein Bruder stirbt dir in verwunschnem Land 
Und stählern schaun dich seine Augen an.
 In Goldnem dort ein Duft von Thymian. 
Ein Knabe legt am Weiler einen Brand.

Die Liebenden in Faltern neu erglühn 
Und schaukeln heiter hin um Stein und Zahl. 
Aufflattern Krähen um ein ekles Mahl
 Und deine Stirne tost durchs sanfte Grün.

Im Dornenstrauch verendet weich ein Wild. 
Nachgleitet dir ein heller Kindertag, 
Der graue Wind, der flatterhaft und vag 
Verfallne Düfte durch die Dämmerung spült.

3
Ein altes Wiegenlied macht dich sehr bang. 
Am Wegrand fromm ein Weib ihr Kindlein stillt. 
Traumwandelnd hörst Du wie ihr Bronnen quillt. 
Aus Apfelzweigen fällt ein Weiheklang.

Und Brot und Wein sind süß von harten Mühn. 
Nach Früchten tastet silbern deine Hand. 
Die tote Rahel geht durchs Ackerland. 
Mit friedlicher Geberde winkt das Grün.

Gesegnet auch blüht armer Mägde Schoß, 
Die träumend dort am alten Brunnen stehn. 
Einsame froh auf stillen Pfaden gehn
 Mit Gottes Kreaturen sündelos.

_________________________________________




The Walk

1
Music hums in the grove in the afternoon. 
Serious scarecrows turn in the corn. 
Elder bushes gently drift along the path; 
A house flickers whimsically and vaguely.

In gold floats a scent of thyme, 
On a stone stands a cheerful number.
 In a meadow children play ball, 
Then a tree in front of you begins to circle.

You are dreaming: Your sister combs her blonde hair, 
Also a distant friend writes you a letter. 
A rick flies through the grey yellowed and crooked 
And sometimes you float gently and wonderfully.

2
Time slips away. O sweet Helios! 
O image in the toad-pool sweet and clear; 
In the sand an Eden sinks wonderful.
 A bush cradles yellowhammers in its lap.

A brother dies to thee in a haunted land 
And steely his eyes gaze at you. 
In gold there a fragrance of thyme.
 A boy sets fire to the hamlet.

The lovers glow anew in butterflies 
And sway cheerfully around stone and number. 
Crows flutter up around a disgusting meal 
And your forehead thunders through the mellow green.

In the thorny bush a deer dies a soft death. 
After you glides a bright child's day, 
The grey wind that flutters and vaguely washes 
Decaying scents through the twilight.

3
An old lullaby makes you very anxious. 
By the wayside a woman piously nurses her child. 
Dreamwalking you hear how her fountains gush. 
From apple branches falls a sober consecration sound.

And bread and wine are sweet from hard toil. 
Your silver hand gropes for fruit.
 The dead Rachel walks through the farmland. 
The green beckons with a peaceful gesture.

Blessed also blossoms the bosom of poor maidens, 
Who stand there dreaming by the old well. 
Lonely ones gladly walk the silent paths
Amongst God's creatures without sin.

Der Spaziergang (Trakl, 1913) ft The Neighbor

Lyrics:
I tracked down all of my loneliness
I followed it into this place
You were sitting there
How could I not fall in love with that face?
You were getting drunk real fast
You were chasing it
You were trying to make that feeling last
You told me just to let you sit there
And sizzle
(sizzle)
Mmm, when I am gone
I hope you think back on me and smile
And take me where all your good thoughts go
All your good thoughts go
Where your good thoughts go

If you come around town
You'll see me swinging from the trees
When you think back on me
I hope you know
I was pure of heart
I could never follow our plan
I was a bad Buddist
 I was even a worse
Song & dance man
I would always fail
It's like trying to land a 747
Through the mail
When you look back on me
Hope that you smile
Ohh, take me into your frontal lobe
And take me where all those good thoughts go
Take me where all your good thoughts go

Take Me Where Your Good Thoughts Go

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2022, all rights reserved.
Thank you so much for listening :)

Lyrics:
So far away
I am sitting here
And you are sitting there 
So far away
I ´m here on my own 
And youre there on your own
So far away
You´re my shiny star
I love you from far
So far away
One day you´ll be here
Take me in your arms
now you´re far away.

Neli CoKo - One Day

First Snow

What ?/ I Do Find /BeeN A LoseN my Mind

(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)⚠️ © Copyright France)
"Tout pardonner" (forgive everything)
I walk alone in the street
I think of you that I lost
will i still be ready to love
and when can I give again?
In the arteries, I sneak
I find a bar where the wine is good
the landlady sees me as fragile
but it doesn't matter, I get drunk more than reason

the sky is clear, the stars twinkle
and I get lost in the slums of the city
through brothels and neon lights
I satisfy... my addictions

I walk alone, I'm lost
I think of everything that is no longer
can i forget everything tomorrow
Will I finally be able to forgive everything?

Donate ❤️️

I will walk
You will walk
I will follow you
you will follow me

And love will be our guide
And the wind will go in our favor
With the strength of each day
With the strength of our love

and she is
Close to me
and she is
Close to me

I was born for you
I was born just for you

In the middle of all the silence
your smile makes me fly
never stop driving me crazy
I always want you to ring
I always want you to ring
I always want you to ring

I will kiss you
you will kiss me
I will follow you
you will follow me

And love will be our guide
And the wind will go in our favor
With the strength of each day
With the strength of our love

and she is
Close to me
and she is
Close to me

I was born for you
I was born just for you


In the middle of all the silence
your smile makes me fly
never stop driving me crazy
I always want you to ring
I always want you to ring
I always want you to ring

Te Quiero Siempre Soñar

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Sergio Parraga on Congas, Bongos, Percussion.  Featuring Vibraphone solo. Flute solo. Trumpet solo. Acoustic Bass. Steinway acoustic Piano Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm with Bass. String quartet, Cello, Viola, Acoustic Bowed Bass. Trap Drum set. Percussion, Timbales, Cowbell, Ago go bells, Cymbal Crash, Congas, Bongos.

Lighthouse

Bossa Dreamer

Melody for the voice, poem and voice: @oddrun-eikli:
Piano composition and pianos: Debra Buesking

Thank you dear Oddrun for this gift of music.  No REGRETS whatsoever about our friendship :)

Regrets.

Hear the whispers
Of the falling leaves
When I write the words
I will never speak
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves

No heart would seek regret
But I hold its hand
And I will not forget
Sweet autumn fields
That lingers in my mind

A few unspoken words
Appears like falling leaves
At other times they wildly fly
Until they reach the sky

What ?/ I Do Find /BeeN A LoseN my Mind

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