
Saovanti
In F3 major (cello).
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Once again, the trench cello is at it again.
Out of fear, that the past will repeat itself
Behind the danger of history, the argument began.
How far will this extend?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Saovanti
In F3 major (cello).
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Once again, the trench cello is at it again.
Out of fear, that the past will repeat itself
Behind the danger of history, the argument began.
How far will this extend?
.
Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Dolchopey
In E3 major (cello).
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The train travelled on.
A town came and gone.
Then another old song came and gone.
The train keeps going on.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Reiywane
In D3 major (cello continue)
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A stone upon a cold stone.
A wheat belt beyond the eye.
A sea of pain and tears.
A land of hope and belief.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Oeraeche
In C3 major (cello).
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The clear morning dew.
Waiting at the windowsill.
A rendezvous with the morning sun.
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#Oeraeche
Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Willioza.
In B3 major (viola).
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They are as fresh as they come.
No bull or ha ha ha!
Just generous from the start.
What a daisy smile.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Sonnfely
In G major.
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Dusty and smelly toes.
On a cold snowy day.
It’s a hard red contrast.
Against old and tired worn wet boots.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Peroykut.
In E major.
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The reader is hard at work.
Deciphering what has just been read.
A hide and seek at play.
Leading the reader to bite their tail.
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#Peroykut
Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Eammo.
In E major.
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The river flowed.
In a pristine valley full of roll.
Sparky and bright the sunlight glows.
While walking across a riverbed dust bowl.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Heyeolo
In G major.
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Gentle light exposes.
The corners of our souls.
When one least expects it, it glows.
Light does not hide but expose.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Todeyno.
In D major.
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Again, David is doing his block.
In a very nice way, he talks.
Between intensity and charm.
His Japanese prints fly very far.
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To David Bull, a Japanese printmaker.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.