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Die Nachtblume (The Nightflower)
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A poem of the german Poet Joseph von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857) which I set into Music. Copyright by myself, Vocals sung by myself.
smooth chillout mood music music for films saxophon
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1. JazzGarten is my homerecording-project (as a one-man-show) 2. JazzGarten is my Jazz-Group, founded in 2002. In the moment onr Guitarist and me as a saxopho
JazzGarten is the name of my Jazzquintet which I founded in 2002 here in Bremen, North-Germany and since 2008 it is also the name of my homerecording-project. Most of these own compositions I loaded up to MYOWNMUSIC.DE, a music-platform like SOUNDCLICK. I am not a professionial musician. In the age of 14 years I learned the guitar by myself and founded in 1983 a New-Wave-Band. Later I changed from Band-Projects to Homerecording with a friend who played guitar, wrote lyrics and played bass. More than 17 years we met every sunday and recorded our own music-pieces. Since 1991 I changed the instrument and learned to play keyboards. In 1995 I bought a tenorsaxophon and studied it by myself. In the last 7 years I began to sing jazzstandards in my jazzquintet, began to study clarinet with a teacher. Since 2008/2009 I started to record compositions of italian popsongs (The Four Seasons - Lyrics from an unknown author of the 18th century. You can hear them on MYOWNMUSIC.DE). They are my first own vocal-compositions. Also I discovered the beauty of romantic poems of the 19th century (Storm, Geibel, Schiller, Puschkin, Lenau etc.) and set these poems into my own form of pop-music (also to hear at MOM.DE).
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Genre
Jazz Smooth Jazz
Charts
Peak #83
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
Joseph von Eichendorfff , Music:Werner Pieper
Rights
Werner Pieper
Uploaded
November 11, 2010
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:44
Story behind the song
I like romantic poems of the 19th century and lyrics of the early 20th century.
Lyrics
Die Nachtblume Nacht ist wie ein stilles Meer, Lust und Leid und Liebesklagen Kommen so verworren her In dem linden Wellenschlagen. W?nsche wie die Wolken sind, Schiffen durch die stillen R?ume, Wer erkennt im lauen Wind, Obs Gedanken oder Tr?ume? - Schlie? ich nun auch Herz und Mund, Die so gern den Sternen klagen: Leise doch im Herzensgrund Bleibt das linde Wellenschlagen.
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