Very interesting. There are viewers who find this speed of flight too fast, and others find it almost slow. It seems that it probably depends on the age of the viewer. Let us know how old you are, what device you're looking at, and if it's too fast or if you could stand an even faster flight. 😅
Gratuluji! Nádhera!!! Mistrovské umění úchvatné stavby chrámu i bezmezná úcta našich předků k Bohu - a navíc ozdobená vaší skvělou "mimozemskou"") hudbou, plnou vnitřních hnutí. Krásný dárek od vás všech! Díky a požehnané vánoce❤ P.S. Na závrať doporučuji shlédnout na ještě větší obrazovce...
Какое красивое место! Прекрасная архитектура! (Отдельное спасибо за вид сверху - заодно показала ребёнку, как выглядят контрфорсы 😊 ) Играете здорово! Спасибо! Жаль, что ударник за кадром остался.
I think about that day I left him at a Greyhound station West of Santa Fé We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true Still I did what I had to do 'Cause I just knew Summer Sunday nights We'd sink into our seats Right as they dimmed out all the lights A Technicolor world made out of music and machine It called me to be on that screen And live inside each scene Without a nickel to my name Hopped a bus, here I came Could be brave or just insane We'll have to see 'Cause maybe in that sleepy town He'll sit one day, the lights are down He'll see my face and think of how He used to know me Climb these hills I'm reaching for the heights And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine) And when they let you down (it's another day of) You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of) 'Cause morning rolls around And it's another day of sun I hear 'em every day The rhythms in the canyons That'll never fade away The ballads in the barrooms Left by those who came before They say "you gotta want it more" So I bang on every door And even when the answer's "no" Or when my money's running low The dusty mic and neon glow Are all I need And someday as I sing my song A small-town kid'll come along That'll be the thing to push him on and go, go Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine) And when they let you down (it's another day of) You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of) 'Cause morning rolls around And it's another day of sun And when they let you down The morning rolls around It's another day of sun (oh) It's another day of sun (oh) It's another day of sun (sun, sun, sun, sun) It's just another day of sun (oh) Just another day of sun (oh) It's another day of sun (sun) Another day has just begun (oh) It's another day of sun
Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba I think about that day I left him at a Greyhound station West of Santa Fé We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true Still I did what I had to do 'Cause I just knew Summer Sunday nights We'd sink into our seats Right as they dimmed out all the lights A Technicolor world made out of music and machine It called me to be on that screen And live inside each scene Without a nickel to my name Hopped a bus, here I came Could be brave or just insane We'll have to see 'Cause maybe in that sleepy town He'll sit one day, the lights are down He'll see my face and think of how He used to know me Climb these hills I'm reaching for the heights And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine) And when they let you down (it's another day of) You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of) 'Cause morning rolls around And it's another day of sun I hear 'em every day The rhythms in the canyons That'll never fade away The ballads in the barrooms Left by those who came before They say "you gotta want it more" So I bang on every door And even when the answer's "no" Or when my money's running low The dusty mic and neon glow Are all I need And someday as I sing my song A small-town kid'll come along That'll be the thing to push him on and go, go Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine) And when they let you down (it's another day of) You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of) 'Cause morning rolls around And it's another day of sun
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Very interesting. There are viewers who find this speed of flight too fast, and others find it almost slow. It seems that it probably depends on the age of the viewer.
Let us know how old you are, what device you're looking at, and if it's too fast or if you could stand an even faster flight. 😅
ПРЕКРАСНЫЙ ПОЛЕТ!!!
ВОЗРАСТ УЖЕ ЕСТЬ,НЕВАЖНО.
ПРЕКРАСНАЯ МУЗЫКА !!!
Not faster, thank you - but it's OK at this speed. I'm 66. 🙂
As a cellist Can we talk about the amazing drone work done to create this video!
Fantastická prohlídka Barbory, ze které se úplně točí hlava! Díky za klip a krásné Vánoce!
I miss these videos so much!!! And what a splendid location. Thank you for the Christmas present.
I always look forward to hearing their enjoyable cello pieces!
What an awesome church! Wonderful music too!
Gratuluji! Nádhera!!! Mistrovské umění úchvatné stavby chrámu i bezmezná úcta našich předků k Bohu - a navíc ozdobená vaší skvělou "mimozemskou"") hudbou, plnou vnitřních hnutí. Krásný dárek od vás všech! Díky a požehnané vánoce❤
P.S. Na závrať doporučuji shlédnout na ještě větší obrazovce...
Beautiful!! And what a fun idea 🙌
Какое красивое место! Прекрасная архитектура! (Отдельное спасибо за вид сверху - заодно показала ребёнку, как выглядят контрфорсы 😊 )
Играете здорово! Спасибо! Жаль, что ударник за кадром остался.
Los drones .... De los s mejores inventos de la humanidad
itsss so epic
Я все думал, а не стукнет ли кто камеру и вот оно в конце почти прилетело😂
I think about that day
I left him at a Greyhound station
West of Santa Fé
We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true
Still I did what I had to do
'Cause I just knew
Summer Sunday nights
We'd sink into our seats
Right as they dimmed out all the lights
A Technicolor world made out of music and machine
It called me to be on that screen
And live inside each scene
Without a nickel to my name
Hopped a bus, here I came
Could be brave or just insane
We'll have to see
'Cause maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how
He used to know me
Climb these hills
I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine)
And when they let you down (it's another day of)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of)
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
I hear 'em every day
The rhythms in the canyons
That'll never fade away
The ballads in the barrooms
Left by those who came before
They say "you gotta want it more"
So I bang on every door
And even when the answer's "no"
Or when my money's running low
The dusty mic and neon glow
Are all I need
And someday as I sing my song
A small-town kid'll come along
That'll be the thing to push him on and go, go
Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine)
And when they let you down (it's another day of)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of)
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
And when they let you down
The morning rolls around
It's another day of sun (oh)
It's another day of sun (oh)
It's another day of sun (sun, sun, sun, sun)
It's just another day of sun (oh)
Just another day of sun (oh)
It's another day of sun (sun)
Another day has just begun (oh)
It's another day of sun
Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-da-ba, da-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba
I think about that day
I left him at a Greyhound station
West of Santa Fé
We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true
Still I did what I had to do
'Cause I just knew
Summer Sunday nights
We'd sink into our seats
Right as they dimmed out all the lights
A Technicolor world made out of music and machine
It called me to be on that screen
And live inside each scene
Without a nickel to my name
Hopped a bus, here I came
Could be brave or just insane
We'll have to see
'Cause maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how
He used to know me
Climb these hills
I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine)
And when they let you down (it's another day of)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of)
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
I hear 'em every day
The rhythms in the canyons
That'll never fade away
The ballads in the barrooms
Left by those who came before
They say "you gotta want it more"
So I bang on every door
And even when the answer's "no"
Or when my money's running low
The dusty mic and neon glow
Are all I need
And someday as I sing my song
A small-town kid'll come along
That'll be the thing to push him on and go, go
Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine (lights that shine)
And when they let you down (it's another day of)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of)
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
これ一発撮りですか？わざわざ何故一発撮りでしたのだろう？このmusic videoはチェロよりもドローンの技に感嘆しました。
Looks like the point of view from an angel with ADHD
My head is spinning coz the vid is spinning 😵💫..dizziness 🙂 but the music is good 👍
Splendid music and splendid location
Amazing, if not dizzying! Was everything real, including all the people throughout the church, or was some of it animated?
Director here, it´s all real.
@@cinematicgraffiti5692 Nice!!!
No way!!! This is AMAZING!!!
チェロ奏者って凄いのですね❤
とっても引き込まれて同じ楽器なのに別の楽器の様に不思議な気持ち曲によっては切なくそして楽しくとても響きが心地よくただただ感動して聞いてます😊
これからも続けて欲しいです‼️
ありがとう❤️
ouuuuuu SUPER
Z toho videa je mi az spatne jak sa to tam vsetko toci, musela som prestat pozerat, ale hudba krasna :)
Bravo! Love this!🎉
Hermoso vídeo ❤
I only see three cellos and not four. One of them is a double bass, so technically, this is a cello trio.
❤👏❤️👏❤️👏❤️