so that the birds can hear you sing
so will the black cedars of Lebanon
and the pines of Ararat
Feirouz, oh my sorrows, Feirouz!
When I listen to you singing,
I always leave my heartaches
at the crossroads of life
Send me your love songs
on the wings of the southern winds
so they can pass from Gavdos
and go farther up to cover the whole country.
Feirouz, oh my sorrows,Feirouz!
listening to you sing
I have always learned to give
more then anyboby else ever will
The angles sing the archagelic psalm
and in the heat of the Beqaa
you sing and give freshness to them
Feirouz, oh my sorrows, Feirouz!
everytime I hear you sing
I leave my pain
in the crossroads of life.
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Off topic: Years ago, we discussed a student of mine who had the gift of music (pipe organ at that time we had the discussions). Maybe you remember him? I often referred to him as "quirky."
Anyway, he was involved with composing the soundtrack for the soundtrack of Dakota 38.
Next year, he will be pursuing his DMA.
I remember Jay Thanks for the heads up.
A remarkable and very talented young man.
I see he's been studying at the Benjamin Rome School of Music at CUA. My son did a summer opera camp there, many MANY years ago. :)
FJ,
I thought that you'd remember Jay.
He is one amazing and gifted musician!
....an amazingly creative mind, no doubt about it!
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