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Platens Lied
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A poem of the german poet August Graf von Platen (1796 - 1835) which I set in a musical form of my kind of popsong. Hope you like it. Composition, Vocals, Keyboards and Saxophon by myself.
smooth chillout mood music music for films saxophon
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1. JazzGarten is my homerecording-project (as a one-man-show) 2. JazzGarten is my Jazz-Group, founded in 2002. In the moment onr Guitarist and me as a saxopho
JazzGarten is the name of my Jazzquintet which I founded in 2002 here in Bremen, North-Germany and since 2008 it is also the name of my homerecording-project. Most of these own compositions I loaded up to MYOWNMUSIC.DE, a music-platform like SOUNDCLICK. I am not a professionial musician. In the age of 14 years I learned the guitar by myself and founded in 1983 a New-Wave-Band. Later I changed from Band-Projects to Homerecording with a friend who played guitar, wrote lyrics and played bass. More than 17 years we met every sunday and recorded our own music-pieces. Since 1991 I changed the instrument and learned to play keyboards. In 1995 I bought a tenorsaxophon and studied it by myself. In the last 7 years I began to sing jazzstandards in my jazzquintet, began to study clarinet with a teacher. Since 2008/2009 I started to record compositions of italian popsongs (The Four Seasons - Lyrics from an unknown author of the 18th century. You can hear them on MYOWNMUSIC.DE). They are my first own vocal-compositions. Also I discovered the beauty of romantic poems of the 19th century (Storm, Geibel, Schiller, Puschkin, Lenau etc.) and set these poems into my own form of pop-music (also to hear at MOM.DE).
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Pop Electropop
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Peak #380
Peak in subgenre #29
Author
Words: August Graf von Platen; Music:Werner Pieper
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Werner Pieper
Uploaded
March 28, 2010
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 3:25
Lyrics
LIED Oft, wenn wir lang im Dunkel schweifen Durch eine tiefverhüllte Nacht, Dann werden uns die Purpurstreifen Aurorens plötzlich angefacht. Verzweifle keiner an den Wegen, Die das Verhängnis mächtig geht, Sie bringen uns dem Glück entgegen, Das wunderbar am Ziele steht. Und hat dich Mißgeschick betroffen, Und hat dich mancher Schmerz verletzt, Hör dennoch nimmer auf zu hoffen, Und die Erfüllung naht zuletzt. Es quälen uns so manche Plagen, Ehaa‚¬a„¢ uns der Götter Gunst beglückt, Wir müssen manche Dornen tragen, Ehaa‚¬a„¢ uns der Kranz der Freude schmückt. So wechseltaa‚¬a„¢s in den irdaa‚¬a„¢schen Dingen, Das ist der Fluch der flüchtaa‚¬a„¢gen Zeit, Und will ich morgen fröhlich singen, So muß ich kläglich weinen heut. Zwar kommt Erhörung oft geschritten Mit ihrer himmlischen Gewalt, Doch dann erst hört sie unsre Bitten, Wenn unsre Bitten lang verhallt. August Graf von Platen (1796-1835)
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