Turuazen.
In F3 major (French horn).
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Between pages.
Of borrowed text.
Placed in such a manner.
To read without malaise.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Turuazen
Sowiavis
Sowiavis.
In G3 major (French horn).
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We build hard mountains.
Of solid grey concrete.
They served us well forever.
When we’re done, what then?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Iflareeti
Iflareeti.
In F major (French Horn).
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Monster dozers scorch the earth.
In the name of progress, would you say?
The scaring is beyond acumen.
Recovery will take time to repair.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Doimifoa
Doimifoa.
In C major (French horn).
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Leafing through the pages.
Of an old foxing book.
Though time has not been kind.
The lyrics ring as new.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Amsylari
Amsylari.
In G major (French horn).
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The numbers are ringing.
Their bells of mastery.
To deal with their nature.
Is to practice intently.
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#Amsylari
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Tuilatimo
Tuilatimo.
In E major (French horn).
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A worn-out pond.
The old wise frog.
No, a sound of young leaves.
Or a whisper of a song.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Arislatedo
Arislatedo.
In D major (French horn).
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The French horn.
“ the most refined and poetical voice in the symphony orchestra” – Morley Pegge.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Dvlamso
Dvlamso.
In G major (tenor).
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Time in a teapot.
Boing itself away.
Till it dries out.
What will the poor teapot say?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Aqtareti
Aqtareti
In F major (tenor).
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The simple pleasures.
Of enjoying a cup of tea.
By the window that is cleared.
Of the daily web of triviality.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Ensomefa
Ensomefa.
In F major (tenor.)
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Between the light and the horizon.
In the crack of dawn.
Sleepy eyes crusted and dazed.
Wondering, which way is back home.
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#Ensomefa
Reflections from the Mediterranean.