Because today is World Music Day
( And this is my litle tribute to all the musicians)
Looking at the world outside through a window fogged with deep feelings in a small room free of someone special, trying to play a song that it is identified with this state of mind.
Let the feelings speak louder so that the music emerges and the sound of the melodie invades all the house
Waiting for the great moment so that everything make sense.
Voices seems to come from an unknown place to make work each sound that it is being free of one guitar and lead to the right composition. Using moments lived intensely so that inspiration is born. All keen senses so that nothing fails, each note played has to make sense to give rise to something that transcends. So inspiration comes through a single place, where only the privileged of God. have acces.
Everything starts to make sense, it is initiated the great melody, each note is played with great will power ... Gradually the music will be completing, producing different sounds, never touched by anyone. After long moments of work, body and soul with the utmost dedication, the music is achieved.
Sounds that make each person follow their purest sense. Nowhere heard sounds of such size and grandiosity. It is something that is not common, which makes people feel something indefinable.
Each note represents a moment in the lives of those who composed it, moments experienced the most intense possible, so it is happens with the chords, played intensely, coming from the deeper side. Each note is of such depth, that we even almost guess the feelings of someone who in a moment of genius produced unimaginable to anyone.
In every corner of the world, is made known to this phenomenon, where nobody is indifferent to this process of a huge extent. All the people feel free, light as if in a moment for other all their problems ended.
All this musical work, borned of a moment of genius, a day of glory, an inspiration from a divine place where neither all have access. These sudden moments , do not always arise in the so-called privileged life of God. When you least expect they are there to give birth to something extraordinary and then from time to time is given to know the world its greatness.
*I hope my english it is noticeable...
Guns N´Roses - November Rain
(This is my favourite song ever)
And when your fears subside / And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me / When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness / we still can find a way
'Cause nothing last forever / Even a cold November rain
I know that you can love me / When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness / we still can find a way
'Cause nothing last forever / Even a cold November rain
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