I remember when You did Wish You were here by Floyd. That was magnificent. Very nice playing and arranging. 💕
@DianaRauch
3 жыл бұрын
Oh that was a long time ago, love that Floyd's song so much :) Thank you very much :)
@animesucks27273 жыл бұрын
bawling.. It is as if.. 9... native american... shaman.. are encircling my naked body. we are outdoors. where am i??? what's that smoke coming from..??? drumming... drumming.... rain?? no. sweat. what's that language...?? greek...? no. more drumming.. the 9 n.a. shaman begin. screaming- no! HOWLING at the wind.. on my behalf. but why..? no time to think, only to be. "HEALING.....!!! HEALING.....!!!!!!" (9 n.a.s. begin ceremony of "WEEPING WHALE CRIES") drums drums drums. sweat. "HEALING....!!!" I am weeping, stretched across the tribe's hand carved offering table, when it happens... (around verse 3)... my hurt... where... how..? it has escaped me; a burnt offering pop-fly that our mother earth dives to receive... like a willing little outfielding kitten.. hungry to play with my yarn ball of pain.. she pardons my love torn flesh - "....one more day, meow....," she whispers... Thank you... THANK YOU, MOTHER.. ah.. and thank you , brother Phoenix... thank you.... brother..... Phoenix. and like you my sweater cloaked (un)bird(ened) bretheren.. I, too... shall rise... I, too. 🙏
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Very nice job. You are quite talented.
Great job! You definitely deserve more exposure!
Beautiful...as always!
@DianaRauch
3 жыл бұрын
Thank you very very very much George :)
du plaisir de t'entendre ❤💖❤💖❤💖❤💖❤💖
@DianaRauch
3 жыл бұрын
Merci infiniment, des bisous :-* :-)
I remember when You did Wish You were here by Floyd. That was magnificent. Very nice playing and arranging. 💕
@DianaRauch
3 жыл бұрын
Oh that was a long time ago, love that Floyd's song so much :) Thank you very much :)
bawling.. It is as if.. 9... native american... shaman.. are encircling my naked body. we are outdoors. where am i??? what's that smoke coming from..??? drumming... drumming.... rain?? no. sweat. what's that language...?? greek...? no. more drumming.. the 9 n.a. shaman begin. screaming- no! HOWLING at the wind.. on my behalf. but why..? no time to think, only to be. "HEALING.....!!! HEALING.....!!!!!!" (9 n.a.s. begin ceremony of "WEEPING WHALE CRIES") drums drums drums. sweat. "HEALING....!!!" I am weeping, stretched across the tribe's hand carved offering table, when it happens... (around verse 3)... my hurt... where... how..? it has escaped me; a burnt offering pop-fly that our mother earth dives to receive... like a willing little outfielding kitten.. hungry to play with my yarn ball of pain.. she pardons my love torn flesh - "....one more day, meow....," she whispers... Thank you... THANK YOU, MOTHER.. ah.. and thank you , brother Phoenix... thank you.... brother..... Phoenix. and like you my sweater cloaked (un)bird(ened) bretheren.. I, too... shall rise... I, too. 🙏