Kategorie: Songs

  • The Revenge of Nature

    The Revenge of Nature

    On the Song Glædur (The Embers) by the Icelandic Band Mammút The embersMy salty sparks,a burning scourge to your brow,your vicious blood,sting into your face.Let your breath flow back into me,Lord, give me the power to avenge,let my breath ignite the air,let me burn the placewhere we have lived.Let your breath flow back…

  • Peace Begins Within Ourselves

    Peace Begins Within Ourselves

    About León Giecos Argentine Peace Hymn Sólo le pido a Dios (The Only Thing I Ask of God) León Gieco’s peace song Sólo le pido a Dios should of course not be missing in an Advent calendar dedicated to peace. Like hardly any other song, it highlights the importance of civil courage and disobedience…

  • Ilona Lay: The Eye of The Night

    Ilona Lay: The Eye of The Night

    Poem from the cycle „October in the Mountains“, with musical setting. What is happiness? In her 17 „Meditations on Happiness“, Ilona Lay offers answers to this question that are inspired by an autumnal stay in the mountains. One example of this is the poem „The Eye of the Night“, which…

  • Ilona Lay: The Homesickness of the Clouds

    Ilona Lay: The Homesickness of the Clouds

    Poem from the cycle „October in the Mountains“, with musical setting. What is happiness? In her 17 „Meditations on Happiness“, Ilona Lay offers answers to this question that are inspired by an autumnal stay in the mountains. One example of this is the poem …, which is presented here together…

  • Ilona Lay: Magic Writing

    Ilona Lay: Magic Writing

    October in the mountains. Meditations on happiness. hat is happiness? Each person will give a different answer to this question. So there are no universally valid answers. Maybe happiness is the Magic Writing of Nature …like the louminous larch amid the dark wave of spruces. German Original Text: Images: Johannes Plenio:…

  • Ilona Lay: Crystalline emptiness

    Ilona Lay: Crystalline emptiness

    Happiness is this crystalline emptiness in which the oak is dressed after the colourful frenzy of forms this winding awaitedness in which already germinate the fruits of your future possibilities this crystalline emptiness which spreads out unreachable over the sea of mountain ridges flowing into it in the dreamed distance…