That is an absolutely beautifull version! of that song and amazing to see you conduct with such sheen and delight. I wonder if that version exits in better Quality?
Do not stand at my grave and weep / I am not there; I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow, / I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, / I am the gentle autumn rain. And when you wake in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush / Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, / I am not there; I did not die... ~Mary Elizabeth Frye
That is an absolutely beautifull version! of that song and amazing to see you conduct with such sheen and delight.
I wonder if that version exits in better Quality?
Do not stand at my grave and weep / I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow, / I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain, / I am the gentle autumn rain.
And when you wake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush / Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, / I am not there; I did not die... ~Mary Elizabeth Frye
Would like to see the singer's.
Beautiful!