Birds On The Snow
|Tags:||piano jazz introspective|
La Bèl (Label) says:
Winter is coming slowly. The sorrow penetrates through the window of a house lit by a faint sun. The bells ring out far. A woman sings her dreams of escape, while a man turns around a square seeking for his desappeared love. The snow fall down insistently. Voices chant litany to celebrate the end of life. noises interfere with the rarefied melodies of a piano that tries to draw landscapes of purity. With the cold, innocence seems to have to die. Yet in a courtyard, the children resist winter by playing under the cold eyes of adults, and here and there, little birds survive in the snow.
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