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PICTURES,DREAMS - MUSIKALISKA BILDER

En tanke, en atmosfär, en bild.....

Runt korta texter väver vi musik. Tonsättningarna är utgångspunkt för musikaliska upptäcktsfärder. I stunden hittar
vi nya ingångar till orden och rör oss mellan subtila klanger och starka utspel. I detta "öppna" projekt tillkommer
nya bilder efterhand, och vi bjuder gärna in gästmusiker/artister till möten.
De som redan har gästat oss vid olika konserter är: Olof Wendel (marimba), Helena Lambert (dans),
Mats Karlsson (oud, slagverk), Klas Toresson (saxofon), Maria Grikeviciute (piano).
Nedanför finns texterna som ingår.

Sång, tonsättningar - Madeleine Östlund
Piano - Alf Häggkvist

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	JUST BEFORE DAWN	Texter M. Östlund där inget annat anges
	Light is the rain when it falls before dawn on empty streets HIGH, HIGH UP! Treetops full of wind bringing my daydreams to sway in summer harmony ANSWER One bird gives a thrill in the listening night --- yes, the sorrow will fade
	THE WORLD BELOW THE BRINE The world below the brine forests at the bottom of the sea the branches and leaves sea-lettuce, vast lichens strange flowers and seeds the thick tangle, openings and pink turf, different colours, pale gray and green purple white and gold the play of light trough the water	Text: Walt Whitman
	MY RIVER RUNS TO THEE My river runs to thee blue sea, wilt welcome me? my river waits reply oh sea, look graciously I´ll fetch thee brooks from spotted nooks say see take me	Text Emily Dickinson

THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING

The first day of spring
I feel the city´s breathing
as if the hardships are over

READY TO FLY

Ready to fly
the sparrow sees a new branch
and opens it´s wings

A TRAIN GOES BY

A train goes by
dcho dong dcho dong
rushing, rattling
moving forward
over hills and down the valley
rushing, steamin'
driving onward
through the forest, over bridges

Past the fields, ever green
the fields in silent peace

The train is rolling on
the train is rocking on
it´s passing streets and houses
rushing forward on it´s way
the throbbing on the rail is
sounding in the distance now
it´s coming closer as it´s driving
forward on it´s way

Past the fields, ever green
the fields in silent peace

OCEANIC MIND

See the long blue horizon
you can stretch a thought
all along that line
azure blue the sky
silvergreen the brine
and a dwindling ship
in the vibrant light
oh, your mind is as wide as the sea!

I LOAFE AND INVITE MY SOUL

Text: Walt Whitman

I loafe and invite my soul
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer
grass

TIME IS A RIVER

The long, hot day
is slowly ticking away

each thing moves
through it´s own rhythm

time is a river
ending in your heart