一天的诗情画意
每首钢琴小品都记录了作曲者的心境,朴实而优美。
1. A Good Morning Melody
I cannot sleep, so I go outside, and see an unearthly view:
below my house window, everything is floating in fog, just as if the
mansion was hanging somewhere in clouds and flying.
It is a pity it doesn't fly.
How good that I couldn't sleep.
2. Meditation
A new day is just like new life, or another page in an unfinished book
Life is going on, what's on today?
3. To See More
Sometimes, I feel like flying high beyond everything and
against everybody. I wish I could do it today. Energy is necessary to live,
'the will of life is the will of struggle'
4. Talking To Myself
I like to return here because the silence of this place provokes me to
contemplate. Nothing impedes my thinking, nothing roars me down and
nobody's in a hurry. Delightful silence. I'm petrified.
05. The Art of Flying
Back home again, returning to life,same turmoil, phones,faxes...
just true life. Or the art of flying
6. About Passing
The list of those absent is a long one. Those who have passed away forever
and those whom you cannot see any more, though they live as if
across the street. Such losses are painful.
7. Farewell
I don't like:
finishing a song
completing work on a new film
finishing any structure, no matter how unreasonable it is
ending another project in my life
bidding farewell to people; and that is what I hat most
8. A Tune a Day
I am already grasping things, just walking, just speaking,
just thinking, just playing, I just know that I know nothing
(很喜欢这首,降B调,旋律诙谐优美,可以试着弹弹)
9. Greetings from Pamalican
Paradise on Earth begins somewhere here, at the depth of
seven metres and extends some 40 metres underwater.
Below is only the 'deep blue'. It involves you, very much so.
10. A Good Night Melody
I'm falling asleep and will be dreaming again, or maybe somebody
calls in to talk, or I'll visit someone. Or, maybe, we will all meet
at the same place. Every night may be the last nigth.
1. A Good Morning Melody
I cannot sleep, so I go outside, and see an unearthly view:
below my house window, everything is floating in fog, just as if the
mansion was hanging somewhere in clouds and flying.
It is a pity it doesn't fly.
How good that I couldn't sleep.
2. Meditation
A new day is just like new life, or another page in an unfinished book
Life is going on, what's on today?
3. To See More
Sometimes, I feel like flying high beyond everything and
against everybody. I wish I could do it today. Energy is necessary to live,
'the will of life is the will of struggle'
4. Talking To Myself
I like to return here because the silence of this place provokes me to
contemplate. Nothing impedes my thinking, nothing roars me down and
nobody's in a hurry. Delightful silence. I'm petrified.
05. The Art of Flying
Back home again, returning to life,same turmoil, phones,faxes...
just true life. Or the art of flying
6. About Passing
The list of those absent is a long one. Those who have passed away forever
and those whom you cannot see any more, though they live as if
across the street. Such losses are painful.
7. Farewell
I don't like:
finishing a song
completing work on a new film
finishing any structure, no matter how unreasonable it is
ending another project in my life
bidding farewell to people; and that is what I hat most
8. A Tune a Day
I am already grasping things, just walking, just speaking,
just thinking, just playing, I just know that I know nothing
(很喜欢这首,降B调,旋律诙谐优美,可以试着弹弹)
9. Greetings from Pamalican
Paradise on Earth begins somewhere here, at the depth of
seven metres and extends some 40 metres underwater.
Below is only the 'deep blue'. It involves you, very much so.
10. A Good Night Melody
I'm falling asleep and will be dreaming again, or maybe somebody
calls in to talk, or I'll visit someone. Or, maybe, we will all meet
at the same place. Every night may be the last nigth.