Iflareeti

Monster dozers scorch the earth.

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

Leafing through the pages.

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

The numbers are ringing.

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

A worn-out pond.

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

The French horn.

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

Time in a teapot.

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

The simple pleasures.

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

Between the light and the horizon.

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.

Haserqou

A crystal-clear liquid.

Haserqou.

In F major (tenor).

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A crystal-clear liquid.

In a crystal-clear glass.

The cheers and mood are welcoming.

Hurrah! Hurrah! and joy to all around.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Adoizei

The cat I didn’t have.

Adoizei.

In F major (tenor).

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The cat I didn’t have.

Sitting on my chair.

Comfortable and at ease.

Through a dusty lens, I see.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.