clasic
English
The lyrics convey a sense of nostalgia and longing, often evoking deep feelings of love and remembrance. They may express both joy and sorrow, highlighting the complexities of human emotions in relationships.
This song could be used in film scores, romantic scenes, or reflective moments in theatrical performances. It’s suitable for formal events and gatherings where a sophisticated ambiance is desired.
The composition likely includes rich harmonic progressions typical of classical music, with intricate melodies and counterpoint techniques. The use of orchestration to enhance emotional delivery is also significant, with possible elements of sonata form or theme and variations.
ای رستخیز ناگهان وی رحمت بیمنتها ای آتشی افروخته، در بیشه اندیشهها امروز خندان آمدی، مفتاح زندان آمدی بر مستمندان آمدی، چون بخشش و فضل خدا خورشید را حاجب تویی ، اومید را واجب تویی مطلب تویی طالب تویی ، هم منتها هم مبتدا در سینهها برخاسته، اندیشه را آراسته هم خویش حاجت خواسته، هم خویشتن کرده روا ای روح بخش بیبدل، وی لذّت علم و عمل باقی بهانهست و دغل، کاین علّت آمد وان دوا ما زان دغل کژبین شده، با بیگنه در کین شده گه مست حورالعین شده، گه مست نان و شوربا این سُکر بین هِل عقل را، وین نُقل بین هِل نَقل را کز بهر نان و بقل را، چندین نشاید ماجرا تدبیر صدرنگ افکنی، بر روم و بر زنگ افکنی و اندر میان جنگ افکنی، «فی اِصطِناعٍ لا یُری» میمال پنهان گوش جان، مینه بهانه بر کسان جان «رَبِّ خَلِّصنی» زنان، والله که لاغ است ای کیا خامش که بس مُستَعجِلَم، رفتم سوی پای علم کاغذ بنه بشکن قلم، ساقی درآمد الصلا
Early this morning When you knocked upon my door Early this morning When you knocked upon my door And I said, "Hello, angel, I I believe it's time to soar." Me and the angel, walking side by side Me and the angel, walking side by side And I'm gonna share my love Until the world is satisfied. See, see, you don't see why The light keeps shining 'round Say, don't see why Goodness lifts me from the ground It must be that kind spirit So deep in love profound. You may lay my body Down by the riverside You may lay my body Down by the riverside So my gentle spirit Can on golden wings abide. So my gentle spirit Can on golden wings abide.
Verse 1 If there’s no surprise in the air you breathe, A spark of wonder you can’t perceive, The clock may tick, but it’s all in vain, A lifeless day, lost in the mundane. Chorus Make every day a story untold, Let curiosity take a hold. Find the magic, break the routine, Turn each moment into a dream. Outro If no surprise colors your way, That day, my friend, is not a day.
[intro] In the depths of the sea where the currents play, A jellyfish dreamt of a brighter day, He leaped from the waves, took flight in the air, Climbed the great mountain with hope and despair. [Chorus] But the summit brought truth that he couldn't deny, Only a jellyfish, no matter how high, He danced with the stars, but his heart sank so low, He learned he was perfect just simply to flow. [Bridge] With tendrils unfurling in a celestial breeze, He found inner peace in the rustling leaves, No need for a crown, no quest for the throne, For a jellyfish's journey is his very own.
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Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men!
Berlioz, the master of vivid dreams, A symphony of love and haunting themes. The idée fixe, a heart's refrain, Through passions wild, through joy and pain. His music lives, a fire supreme. Tchaikovsky's heart in melodies flows, Through sweeping strings and winter's snows. His swan takes flight, his nutcracker twirls, A world of dreams, where music swirls. Eternal light in his sorrow glows. Saint-Saëns, a master of grace and art, His "Carnival" dances, a playful heart. The organ roars, the Samson falls, A swan glides softly through music's halls. Timeless beauty his works impart.
Yo, it’s Niccolò Paganini, maestro of the strings, Born in Genoa, Italy, where the Mediterranean sings. October 27, 1782, that’s my birthday, you know, A virtuoso violinist, let the world know.Paganini, Paganini, shaking the stage, With his violin, he turned pages to a new age.Composed over 200 pieces, can you believe? From sonatas to concertos, my legacy weaves. The “24 Caprices,” oh, they’re my crown, Each note a battle, each phrase a renown.Retired from performing in 1831, but not from composing, My influence on music, it never ceases to be showing. Liszt called me a “genius,” and that’s no lie, In the world of classical, I’ll forever fly high.
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