Despite the limited tonal range of the recorder these great musicians created wonderfully rich sounds that never left one wanting a more fulsome ensemble. Such virtuosity and artistry from all four performers!
what a joy to hear this opus arranged for woods... ...and out of the blue it flies into existence... ...the beauty brought surpasses the troubles I fought... Le p'tit Daniel, no score details with respect to key and modulation and stuff here, as Tabeas first name provides for some deflections, that do not allow for a closer telencephalic view right here right now...
lest my thousand stars is not confronted with cutting me out in little stars herself ( ...at least not to soon... ), so that I make the face of heaven so fine that she longs for the night to see me sparkling I pull tight towards an end eventually to get out of this deadbound calamity... Le p'tit Daniel, in greatest dark is focusing upon his light, indeed!
Die sturmgepeitschte See der gar finsteren Nacht, wirft mir all ihre Wellen nun ins Gesicht, mein leises Flüstern hält mich indes weiterhin im Leben, denn aus nächster Nähe scheint mir jetzt meiner tausend Sterne Licht. Le p'tit Daniel, who is marching on and on and on... ...knowing why...
again some lines and again Tabea may be relieved that it is not her but Tabea, who is adressed by me: having you in my heart, prevents me from falling apart, the storm is thundering down on me, and I long and yearn so much for you to see and recognize, you looking at me, I cannot help but being lost in your celestial eyes, the gravitational pull, you exert on me, is a garden of roses, I cannot get away from, My Love: just remember the very last lines of the poem I did write, and remember the moment you enter again my sight, I am afraid it is just YOU to decide, cause I cannot help but falling and falling and falling... ...and falling, into your eyes, where I want to stay, and that is some endless skyfall I need to say, there my Love you see... ...it is just your call, you want me at your side, get me just a little sign, cause actually I am lost in you already for so long a time, no lines of a poem could express, nor could any given rime express my wish, of you being just MINE. Le p'tit Daniel
Despite the limited tonal range of the recorder these great musicians created wonderfully rich sounds that never left one wanting a more fulsome ensemble. Such virtuosity and artistry from all four performers!
what a joy to hear this opus arranged for woods... ...and out of the blue it flies into existence... ...the beauty brought surpasses the troubles I fought...
Le p'tit Daniel, no score details with respect to key and modulation and stuff here, as Tabeas first name provides for some deflections, that do not allow for a closer telencephalic view right here right now...
lest my thousand stars is not confronted with cutting me out in little stars herself ( ...at least not to soon... ), so that I make the face of heaven so fine that she longs for the night to see me sparkling I pull tight towards an end eventually to get out of this deadbound calamity...
Le p'tit Daniel, in greatest dark is focusing upon his light, indeed!
Die sturmgepeitschte See der gar finsteren Nacht,
wirft mir all ihre Wellen nun ins Gesicht,
mein leises Flüstern hält mich indes weiterhin im Leben,
denn aus nächster Nähe scheint mir jetzt meiner tausend Sterne Licht.
Le p'tit Daniel, who is marching on and on and on... ...knowing why...
again some lines and again Tabea may be relieved that it is not her but Tabea, who is adressed by me:
having you in my heart,
prevents me from falling apart,
the storm is thundering down on me,
and I long and yearn so much for you
to see and recognize,
you looking at me,
I cannot help but being lost in your
celestial eyes,
the gravitational pull,
you exert on me,
is a garden of roses,
I cannot get away from,
My Love:
just remember the very last lines
of the poem I did write,
and remember the moment
you enter again my sight,
I am afraid it is just YOU
to decide,
cause I cannot help but falling
and falling and falling... ...and falling,
into your eyes, where I want to stay,
and that is some endless skyfall I need to say,
there my Love you see... ...it is just your call,
you want me at your side, get me just a little sign,
cause actually I am lost in you already for so long a time,
no lines of a poem could express,
nor could any given rime express my wish,
of you being just MINE.
Le p'tit Daniel
The flute seems to be an awfully demanding instrument, this is excellent.
great but you can barely hear the harpsichord