Unfortunately, it happens all too seldom that you really disappear behind a work, that you are no longer audible as an interpreter.
quote by Dietrich Fischer Dieskau
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The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.
quote by Charlotte Bronte
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In serial music, the series itself is seldom audible... What I'm interested in is a compositional process and a sounding music that are one in the same thing.
quote by Steve Reich
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When you work on a text of a lesser quality, as the interpreter or the delivery person, you are obliged to try to fill it out as you see so many people do in lesser work.
quote by Mandy Patinkin
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An interpreter must give his blood to the work interpreted.
quote by Claude Arrau
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Vanishing
Disappear
Disappear
Higher
Higher
Into the air
Slowly disappear
No, no longer here
Disappear
Disappear
Thinner
Thinner
Into the air
Never really here
What that never
Like a thought brushing up against a sigh
Floating away
Floating away (repeated)
Vanishing like a sigh and slowly
Disappear
Disappear
Vanish
Vanish
Into the air
Slowly disappear
Never really here
Floating away
Floating away (repeated)
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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I Forgot A Poem
I FORGOT A POEM
I forgot a poem
And wondered how
It could just disappear
As if it never were.
But then I thought
Of how many people I have known
No longer here.
Disappearance
Is not a joke
And it is not a rarity
Disappearance is a basic truth of life.
When I disappear
Most likely
My poems will disappear too.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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And If I Could See
And if I could see
The emotions are turning
The sea no longer breaking
The scream no longer sounding
And if I could see
Take me home
I want to be alone
I can’t stand your sound no more
Take me home
Where I am alone
Your face I detest
Your movements are a test
Take me home
And if I was to run
Can’t stand here no more
Can’t live another’s dream
And if I was to disappear
No longer would I care
No longer would I share
And if I could see
Take me home
Where I can speak my dream
Take me home
Where my thoughts are my own
No longer would I prove
What others disapprove
Take me home
poem by Helen Louise Swanson
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Invisible
I wander through this land oblique.
Invible to all I seek.
I've growen weak and weary,
from the troubles of this never ending queary.
I've faded from your point of view.
No longer needed cast in blue.
Invible now without an audible cry.
For my figure does not reach your eyes.
So strange how I've become invisible.
Memories of the past erased by this crucible.
Our love and exsistence hung out to dry.
With commencing lies of the love we hide.
It's all so blank this crying plea.
Invible drowning in this dying sea.
No longer here,
no longer there.
I'm invisible now with deep dispair.
poem by Michael McParland
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Useful Troops
Useful troops are pronouncing their names,
Loosely clasped, eagerly submitted;
Let the chase be on, let them come to the kitchen
So that worries disappear, so that replies are cast.
Resenting them is the heart and all its blood,
Pumping iron and redness, like the books.
Audible and sensible, the words are spoken,
You are a blacksmith, a yoke is frowning at me
For it was once a chick, from an egg.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Disappear
(j farriss & michael hutchence)
Say Im crying
Im looking at whats on tv
Pain and suffering
And the struggle
To be free
It cant ever be denied and i
Never will ignore
But when I see you coming
I can take it all
Chorus
Youre so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems
All the fears
And the world seems to disappear
Say youre mine
And give yourself to the
Feelings that you know
Im needing
All that you can give me
All the things
That you do so well
Words are healing
Sweet anticipation
Making spells
As the shadows close in
Fall across all our yesterdays
Chorus
Disappear
Disappear
Disappear
Disappear
Disappear
Disappear
Disappear
Say if I could
Look into myself and reason
But I could never never see or
Make snese of the dealings
Turn around
Am I looking at salvation
Make me realise all that I am
You put the light inside this man
Chorus
song performed by by INXS
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Work
Writers: leo sayer, tom snow & john vastano
Five days out of seven
Eight hours of every one
Im tryin to buy a piece of heaven
But Ill be gone
Before that heaven comes
Work, work, work
Who nees it?
Its all I ever seem to do
Im killin myself for a livin
Livin the workin mans blues
Minute to minute
Day after day
Wherever I go its always the same
I work a little longer
To make up my pay
But when the cheque comes along
Theyve taken half of it away
All the work, work, work
Who nees it?
All I ever seem to do
You know Im killin myself for a livin
I should be stayin at home with you
City to city
All over the world
Wherever I been to -- thats all I ever heard
You work a little longer
To double up on that pay
When the taxman comes along
They take half of it away
Work, work, work
Who nees it?
Its all I ever seem to do
Im killin, killin time for a livin
Livin the workin mans blues
Yeah, its all work! work! work! work!
Thats all it is
Killin myself for a livin
Like drivin a nail straight into my hand
Ive been workin my life away
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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A good interpreter can take a piece of bad music and make it sound pretty decent, while a bad interpreter can take good music and make it sound cheap. I can tell that some people have a bad taste, and unlike on the piano, they smear around a lot, that is bad taste.
quote by Ruggiero Ricci
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Youth
The chair seldom rocks,
The music has been thrown away
All the toys have been broken
And the laughs have gone away.
Across an ancient playground
Where the children once did play
I no longer see or hear them laugh
The Children have all gone away.
The swings they no longer swing
The trees stand ancient and bare
And the birds they no longer sing
For the children are no longer there.
I close an attic window
As I take off a childish mask
And as I think, the tears do flow
As I wished again, youth had last.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.
Jane Austen in Emma
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Maui
seldom a word
spoken
the memory lingers
like you are
eternity's daughter
a nymph of light
dancing on
dawn leaf
a flicker
then you disappear
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Much Longer
I'm stuck
Inside
Can't get this done wish I could hide
This scene is really such a pain
I just
Can't see
How this is any use to me
This work is drivin' me insane
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
It's on
My mind
I think I'm runnin out of time
This weight is more than I can take
That clock
Is slow
It's never gonna let me go
This time I need more than just a break
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
And here I go again (and here I go again)
Wondering when (when)
I can have my time to play
(Can anybody tell me)
(Can anybody, can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can
How much longer until I can play that game
(I want to play that game)
Play that game
(I want to play that game)
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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To Disappear
I appeared here a while ago,
I had no say on the arrangement made,
yet rules say you're not allowed to disappear
until cancer or some other ticket allows you to fade.
personally I take offense to that,
it seems I'm a slave to the fates,
yet once I'm a ghost I can disappear at will,
but first I must pass through the pearly gates.
Who keeps track of this mess?
I watch logs disappear in my fireplace,
no trouble, no threats of Hell,
To disappear as a log goes rather well.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Four Letter 'Work' Song
Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.
Buddy Bee Anthony
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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A child's complaint
Tell me, tell me
How can this be
We're tired
Can't all of you see
You talk like frogs
We work like dogs
Squeeze everything into the head
But they all turn to rocks
Twenty-four hours non-stop
Work's priority on top
We have no holidays
Every soul is a robot
'Do your homework first! '
That's what I've just heard
Can I rest just for a while
My fingers no longer work
The sight becomes blurry
Eyes no longer listen to me
'Relax, relax...'
I obey swiftly
Oh now can you tell me
How can this be
When will the journey end
When will we be free
poem by April Fung
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Dear Interpreter Of My Life
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
With your assessing insight.
There are times I find,
Your comments quite amusing.
And other times they annoy...
Since within my mind,
Many experiences...
Have been employed.
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
I do my best to respect opinion.
I do my best to bite my tongue.
I do my best,
Not to debate the life I've lived.
Because a comprehension,
Prevents comparisons to others...
Who are on separate missions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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