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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: The Swan of Tuonela, by Jean Sibelius

THE SWAN OF TUONELA A segment for a 1940 film, Fantasia. A piece used as introductory music to the BBC radio production of Lost Horizon. The Swan of Tuonela, it is an 1895 tone poem (part of the Lemminkäinen Suite). The music paints a gossamer image of an animal – a swan – swimming around Tuonela, the island of the ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: I sing I swim, by Seabear

I SING I SWIM When the birds are sleeping, that’s when the trees sing, you left your winter clothes, and your teeth marks in my skin. So shake the leaves, off the trees, watch them float down the stream. Your son, your daughter, swimming in the water, and I miss you, even when you’re around, I’m a black cloud, sending ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Guantanamera, by Joseito Fernandez

GUANTANAMERA Yo soy un hombre sincero, de donde crece la palma, y antes de morirme quiero echar mis versos del alma. Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera, mi verso es de un verde claro, y de un carmin encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido, que busca en el monte amparo. Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera, cultivo una rosa blanca, en Julio como en Enero, ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – The sound of silence, by Simon & Garfunkel

THE SOUND OF SILENCE Hello, darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping, and the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone, narrow streets of cobblestone, beneath the halo of a street ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Wish you Were Here, by Pink Floyd

WISH YOU WERE HERE So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell? Blue skies from pain? Can you tell a green field, from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you trade, your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – I Still Miss Someone, by Johnny Cash

I STILL MISS SOMEONE At my door the leaves are falling, a cold wild wind has come. Sweethearts walk by together, and I still miss someone. I go out on a party, and look for a little fun, but I find a darkened corner, because I still miss someone. Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes, I see ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Angelo Branduardi, The Kiss

THE KISS She came to me last night, and dawn was not clear. She came and she was afraid that someone might see. His father was afraid, secretly had come. On the night she fled, to come and sleep with you. She came in fear, that his father had known. His house had left, to come and sleep with you. ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Always, Bon Jovi

ALWAYS This Romeo is bleeding, but you can’t see his blood. It’s nothing but some feelings, that this old dog kicked up. It’s been raining since you left me. Now I’m drowning in the flood, you see I’ve always been a fighter, but without you I give up. Now I can’t sing a love song, like the way it’s meant ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Fragile, by Sting

FRAGILE If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one, drying in the colour of the evening sun, tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away, but something in our minds will always stay. Perhaps this final act was meant, to clinch a lifetime’s argument, that nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could. For all those born beneath an ...

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Luciano Ligabue: I feel you

I FEEL YOU I feel you, in the air that has changed, that anticipates the summer, and I cooled down a little. I feel you pass me in the back. Life does not rhyme, for what I do know, I feel you in the middle of a verse, a piece that was floppy, and now it no longer is. I ...

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