dernière danse

J'ai longtemps parcouru son corps
Effleuré cent fois son visage
J'ai trouvé de l'or
Et même quelques étoiles
En essuyant ses larmes
J'ai appris par coeur
La pureté de ses formes
Parfois, je les dessine encore
Elle fait partie de moi

{Refrain:}
Je veux juste une dernière danse
Avant l'ombre et l'indifférence
Un vertige puis le silence
Je veux juste une dernière danse

Je l'ai connue trop tôt
Mais c'est pas d'ma faute
La flèche a traversé ma peau
C'est une douleur qui se garde
Qui fait plus de bien que de mal
Mais je connais l'histoire
Il est déjà trop tard
Dans son regard
On peut apercevoir
Qu'elle se prépare
Au long voyage

{au Refrain}

Je peux mourir demain
Mais ça n'change rien
J'ai reçu de ses mains
Le bonheur ancré dans mon âme
C 'est même trop pour un seul homme
Je l'ai vue partir, sans rien dire
Fallait seulement qu'elle respire
Merci d'avoir enchanté ma vie

{au Refrain}

J'ai longtemps parcouru son corps
Effleuré cent fois son visage
J'ai trouvé de l'or
Et même quelques étoiles
En essuyant ses larmes
J'ai appris par coeur
La pureté de ses formes
Parfois, je les dessine encore
Elle fait partie de moi

Une dernière danse.

... and then some =P

Programme:
Adam Gyorgy and Keith Jarett
Transcriptions and improvisations of well-known melodies

F. Chopin
Ballade No. 1 in G minor, Op. 23

F. Liszt
Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2 in C sharp minor

J. S. Bach / Egon Petri
Sheep May Safely Graze

J. S. Bach / Myra Hess
Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring

F. Liszt
Rigoletto Paraphrase

F. Liszt
La Campanella

F. Mendelssohn / F. Liszt / V. Horowitz
Wedding March Transcription

I finally got to witness the Ballade and La Campanella LIVE. hahaha... Finally. Been waiting for years. Esp the latter. It's so rarely performed in Singapore. I suspect it's because no one has big enough hands. But then that piece is so damn difficult. It's EVIL. But so nice!!!!! *dies* I'm very very very happy I got to hear it live. And to see it being played before my eyes. *gwinz* And the Hungarian Rhapsody was just Wicked. Amazing stuff. Lovely lovely. Liszt has a way of turning everything he transcribes into a monster. [putting it in present tense makes it sound as though Liszt is still alive today hahahaa] Verdi's Rigoletto became a virtuosic showcase, as did Mendelssohn's very famous Wedding March from A Midsummer Night's Dream. The Bach transcriptions sound very modern and nice and acceptable to everyone. Heh. I shall not go into details, bleh. Because right now I don't know how to express what I want to say. Overwhelmed. Happy. Depressed. Inspired. Motivated. Demoralised. Dreamy.

[shall not comment on the audience]

Sigh.
La Campanella La Campanella La Campanella Liszt

*loves*

je me sens ~inspirée

par un pianist
hongrois
[comme Liszt, Bartok]
grand
qui a [seulement] 24 ans
Steinway Artist

György Ádám
http://www.adamgyorgy.com/

and it was only a masterclass
[where i learnt how it's possible to keep the audience's attention riveted, and the very different sounds that can be produced on a piano (contrary to the belief that the piano's range of expression is small-er); where i realised quite a number of things about my music education (which are too... long to be recounted here) and.. many other things]
sigh.

recital recital recital recital recital
can't wait.

kitty thinks

that it's nice to be loved.

[j'suis contente que tu m'aimes, que tu m'aimes encore, bien qu'il soit seulement pour un après-midi. (mais c'était juste. pendant l'après-midi.) bien qu'il soit un petit petit peu. bien qu'il soit un mensonge. ... ]

Twists of Fate

Because I've never been a "thick-skinned" enough person, I've given up on quite a few things without really fighting for them. I just didn't see how things could have been possible, no matter how hard I tried. Haha. Full of doubt and half-hearted attempts to think positive, I let too many things run/slip/fly away. Silliness. But. I suppose I should be happy now, though there's some little morsel of doubt nagging away. Shall wait and see... =]

=]

Exile.

Cold as the northern winds
In December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
From this far distant shore.

Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?

Chorus:
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.

My light shall be the moon
And my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.

Chorus

Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.