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Each song, you're telling a story and acting.
Each song, you're telling a story and acting.
See what will happen if you don't stop biting your fingernails?
See what will happen if you don't stop biting your fingernails?
Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.
Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all read more
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all went merry as a marriage bell.
Music is the only language in which you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing.
Music is the only language in which you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing.
Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.
Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: read more
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.
There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what read more
There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what goes on in between.