Ujmuje mnie, że Hania Rani kocha niebieską godzinę równie mocno co ja. Szczególnie, że niezliczoną ilość razy w 2020 roku stawałem na balkonie wieczorami, patrząc na niebieskie niebo i zmroku, i słuchając tej płyty.
This is one of the few music videos i've considered "pure art": the cinematography, visual concepts, harmony between image and sound, artistical choices - they're all perfect; it's art at it's core.
Ciekawa aranżacja muzyczna utworu, który zagrałaś wcześniej ze Staszkiem Czyżewskim. Jednakże mam wrażenie, że z nim zagrałaś bardziej delikatnie, a zarazem potężniej. Subtelniej, a jednak żywiej. Bardziej emocjonalnie. Ale i tak Haniu - wszystkiego, czego dotkniesz, zamienia się w złoto. Złoto najczystszej próby. Przekonałaś mnie tym utworem, że Twój Dom jest złoty. I gdy im bliżej niego jestem - tym coraz to bardziej mnie intryguje.
Omg, that´s absolutely incredibly beautiful. it has the power to give me certain childhood feelings that just don't come back. But here I felt it, and the beautiful melody with the accompanying lyrics, plays strongly on my emotions and gives me that exceptional pleasant feeling that can be felt almost never. I just can't put it into words. It's something unique. I give myself to it
I can count on one had how many voices can bring a tear to my eyes. Devin Townsend, Malukah (Dragonborn Comes-Remastered), A woman at church and now Hania Rani.
This song and the video capture something very nostalgic and magical about long hours spent outside at dusk during childhood and returning to home. Simply beautiful!
The song's emotional load is already really strong, but this video is amplifying it even more, bringing back the deepest memories and feelings of our life and making us come back to our inner "home" 💙
Through this music we are able to tap into our pure human core in a world filled with suspicion, fear, hate, self-centeredness, superficiality and false emotions. And all of a sudden we feel the sadness and nostalgia that we have strayed so far from that core.
Home, I feel like home Though nothing is as was before No words to say, no place to go Home, I feel like home With empty heart and freezing hands With every start and every end 'Cause there's a place, so tiny though Where dreamers live, when sun is gone When every single blast of hope Is lost, is killed, forever gone There is a place, so close and far Extremely warm when cold outside With hundred different winding roads Just come back Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back home There, with eyes wide shut I sat and stare at velvet sky And count the falling stars The days are gone, 'cause stars are blind Going now with empty heart And leaving all the days behind 'Cause there's a place, so tiny though Where dreamers live, when sun is gone When every single blast of hope Is lost, is killed, forever gone There is a place, so close and far Extremely warm when cold outside With hundred different winding roads Just come back Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back home Come back home, come back, come back Home, I feel like home I feel like home Home, I feel like home I feel like home Come back, come back Come back, come back Come back, come back Come back, come back
I've adored Hania's piano playing for years - I just wish she'd sing more often: her obviously non-native English accent has a delightful dellicacy. Hania - if you read this - make more SONGS :)
Both the music and the clip are beautiful refined artistic statements, interweaving each other as complementary particles of this emotional compound. The pictures seem fascinatingly odd and the voice is so delicate and soothing. It was sheer pleasure to soak this up.
"Home"... the lyrics at some point seemed to me so relatable. The song somehow translates feelings of impending loss, a state that oddly haunts the very feeling of being home for me. The feeling is so deep that I can't describe it properly. I will try though. I felt once this dialectics of being home: this place deprived me of everything I'd acquired during my outdoor roamings, just sank it into the every-night oblivion of sleep and neverending lethargy of loneliness. I felt like home deprived me of everything, left me empty-handed just waiting for another time I'd be able to get outside, and this feeling went on par with love towards my home, yet at the same time with understanding of home as a burden. I misunderstood the lyrics and that's how I interpreted a couple of lines: I felt like the line "No words to say, no place to go" was exactly about the feeling of being home, and the same way I thought about the lines: "When every single blast of hope / Is lost, is killed, forever gone", but apparently they describe other feelings that surround and precede the state of being home felt by a lyrical hero. Nevertheless I feel that there is a deep sense of impending loss to this song which I associate with my own experience described above. Maybe it's connected to the fear of this harmony achieved at home (by a lyrical hero once again) being disrupted.
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Ujmuje mnie, że Hania Rani kocha niebieską godzinę równie mocno co ja. Szczególnie, że niezliczoną ilość razy w 2020 roku stawałem na balkonie wieczorami, patrząc na niebieskie niebo i zmroku, i słuchając tej płyty.
I am so glad to have discovered Hania Rani. Her music is achingly haunting, beautiful, yet also technically demanding. Love it!
I can only agree. If you haven't yet, try Agnes Obel.
@@GeneFraxby Thanks, I shall!
💔❣ They say we over use 'Love.'
She's so talented!
This is one of the few music videos i've considered "pure art": the cinematography, visual concepts, harmony between image and sound, artistical choices - they're all perfect; it's art at it's core.
"just come home.. come home" words are though gentle like whisper, hit hard like an awakening
Masterpiece
Hania is an analogical Giolí & Assia and all are divine and wonderfull🌻
Они даже рядом не стоят...
Kojumbo got me here, love it so much
Ciekawa aranżacja muzyczna utworu, który zagrałaś wcześniej ze Staszkiem Czyżewskim. Jednakże mam wrażenie, że z nim zagrałaś bardziej delikatnie, a zarazem potężniej. Subtelniej, a jednak żywiej. Bardziej emocjonalnie. Ale i tak Haniu - wszystkiego, czego dotkniesz, zamienia się w złoto. Złoto najczystszej próby. Przekonałaś mnie tym utworem, że Twój Dom jest złoty. I gdy im bliżej niego jestem - tym coraz to bardziej mnie intryguje.
subtelny rozkurw!
Omg, that´s absolutely incredibly beautiful. it has the power to give me certain childhood feelings that just don't come back. But here I felt it, and the beautiful melody with the accompanying lyrics, plays strongly on my emotions and gives me that exceptional pleasant feeling that can be felt almost never. I just can't put it into words. It's something unique. I give myself to it
Pani Haniu, pozbierała Pani perły pieśni. Dziękuję ...
Super
You bring us back our humanity.
Pani Haniu Ja tez gram na pianinie i jestem zachwycona Twoją muzyką. :) ❤
I can count on one had how many voices can bring a tear to my eyes. Devin Townsend, Malukah (Dragonborn Comes-Remastered), A woman at church and now Hania Rani.
Fascynująca podróż muzyczna, cały album 'Home' jest doskonały!!!
Amazing Dziękuję Haniu 💙
Magical video, ........and yet with my eyes closed i'm taken somewhere beyond anything
I love this style. "Home", "Tennen", amazing. Waiting for more.
GONDWANA RECORDS IS QUALITY !!!!! MAMMAL HANDS,AGNES OBEL AND HANIA RANI!!!!WOW!!!
God's hand 🌹 Angle's voice
Thank you Hania for your music.
This song and the video capture something very nostalgic and magical about long hours spent outside at dusk during childhood and returning to home. Simply beautiful!
Odkrycie, fascynująca muzyka
The song's emotional load is already really strong, but this video is amplifying it even more, bringing back the deepest memories and feelings of our life and making us come back to our inner "home" 💙
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Through this music we are able to tap into our pure human core in a world filled with suspicion, fear, hate, self-centeredness, superficiality and false emotions. And all of a sudden we feel the sadness and nostalgia that we have strayed so far from that core.
Instaportal is a SCAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you helped me realize where home is. thank you Hania
These are great but I like the ones showing her playing. Truly a living poem.
This was always my favorite song you've written love the video and love the little dnb beat added in too, absolute class
time to relax, time..to feel her music
So poignant and such fragile beauty. Enchanting.
Indeed! thank you Hania
you are te new spirit in music that reveals the idea of hope
Home, I feel like home
Though nothing is as was before
No words to say, no place to go
Home, I feel like home
With empty heart and freezing hands
With every start and every end
'Cause there's a place, so tiny though
Where dreamers live, when sun is gone
When every single blast of hope
Is lost, is killed, forever gone
There is a place, so close and far
Extremely warm when cold outside
With hundred different winding roads
Just come back
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back home
There, with eyes wide shut
I sat and stare at velvet sky
And count the falling stars
The days are gone, 'cause stars are blind
Going now with empty heart
And leaving all the days behind
'Cause there's a place, so tiny though
Where dreamers live, when sun is gone
When every single blast of hope
Is lost, is killed, forever gone
There is a place, so close and far
Extremely warm when cold outside
With hundred different winding roads
Just come back
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back home
Come back home, come back, come back
Home, I feel like home
I feel like home
Home, I feel like home
I feel like home
Come back, come back
Come back, come back
Come back, come back
Come back, come back
Thank you. Easier to read Hania's mesmerizing words all together.
Pure bliss
I've adored Hania's piano playing for years - I just wish she'd sing more often: her obviously non-native English accent has a delightful dellicacy.
Hania - if you read this - make more SONGS :)
wow! i am truly blown away by the simplicity of this video and the emotional depth and honesty of the song. thanks hania & co :)
cudownie 😍😍 love from malaysia
this is a beautiful bday gift for me to me from myself 🍃
happy birthday!
A new star in the sky over this crazy world
Just discovered it, I truly love it. Everything is great !
This is so beautiful and magical. Absolutely genius video idea. Stunning. Possibly the best video I've ever seen in my life.
Both the music and the clip are beautiful refined artistic statements, interweaving each other as complementary particles of this emotional compound. The pictures seem fascinatingly odd and the voice is so delicate and soothing. It was sheer pleasure to soak this up.
Sehr schön.
This song is gonna be in Death Stranding 2
brilliant nova!!!
Finally!!!!
Beautiful vibes.
oh my! this touches on too many levels to mention. thank you Hania Rani
Thank you for your beautiful mind and music
Isnt it like Ghostly Kisses' songs??? I LOVE IT!!! ❤❤❤
this is beautiful
Death Stranding 2 soundtrack 😊
Well done to all involved: great work!
Simply BEAUTIFUL ♥♥♥
I gave like before even listening.
Cudnie 😊❤️😊
Amazing, love it.
God Bless World-class Big Fan ☀️
Super!
Perfectly beautiful.
Wonderful
N I C E .
Wonderful and deep.
This music is one meets with Myself God good and big.
One and only 🚀 hands down!
"Home"... the lyrics at some point seemed to me so relatable. The song somehow translates feelings of impending loss, a state that oddly haunts the very feeling of being home for me. The feeling is so deep that I can't describe it properly. I will try though.
I felt once this dialectics of being home: this place deprived me of everything I'd acquired during my outdoor roamings, just sank it into the every-night oblivion of sleep and neverending lethargy of loneliness. I felt like home deprived me of everything, left me empty-handed just waiting for another time I'd be able to get outside, and this feeling went on par with love towards my home, yet at the same time with understanding of home as a burden. I misunderstood the lyrics and that's how I interpreted a couple of lines:
I felt like the line "No words to say, no place to go" was exactly about the feeling of being home, and the same way I thought about the lines: "When every single blast of hope / Is lost, is killed, forever gone", but apparently they describe other feelings that surround and precede the state of being home felt by a lyrical hero.
Nevertheless I feel that there is a deep sense of impending loss to this song which I associate with my own experience described above. Maybe it's connected to the fear of this harmony achieved at home (by a lyrical hero once again) being disrupted.
I love it !
ELISA - this is a possible direction.
This music “home” is for me: my meets with my self Good ande big. ilike
Great.
really wonderful
Song.
Good job 😊👍
🥺❤️
Touching
i'm speakless, thanks
🤲💛🙌
I'm not crying, you're crying
Very good!
❤️
@ Hania Rani / your work is very touching / Thanks
Thank you
Nasza Mistrzyni 🙂🎶🙏🏻 🎤
Good 🤟🤟
✨🐙✨
A Home For A Bunny.
nice!
my Dog almighty. thank you HR
My home is where my love is. So I'm homeless...
A break from the noise
Hania,Hania Rhani
whither art Thee goin
from here to eternity ?
🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Aquí or culpa de la radio Beethoven, jajaja
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