Elroel
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« on: August 05, 2013, 04:38:03 pm » |
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I was completely overwhelmed by this works. It's a splendid fusion of a western orchestra with Indian music.
Usually I get quickly bored with Indian music, but here I was captured right to the end.
Listen for yourselves:
Translation of the text (by Ganesh Krishnan): To us all towns are one, all men our kin, Life's good comes not from others' gifts, nor ill, Man's pains and pain's relief are from within, Death's no new thing, nor do our blossoms thrill When joyous life seems like a luscious draught. When grieved, we patient suffer; for, we deem This much-praised life of ours a fragile raft Borne down the waters of some mountain stream That o'er huge boulders roaring seeks the plain Tho' storms with lightning's flash from darkened skies.
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« Reply #1 on: August 07, 2013, 03:26:10 pm » |
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I found this, also, about a week ago, and was equally impressed! While other works by Hämeenniemi haven't piqued my interest much, this was quite a different matter.
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