Category Archives: My Compositions
My musical compositions
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Original YT playout date: 22 February 2009
An original song written by me (words and music) in 2002, while not living in Poland. Since then I moved back, and so I don’t think of singing this song of missing Poland so much, as obviously I’m here. This is a call home to all the emigres with their qualifications doing work which is punching well below their strength in countries they think are richer. I’d remind you of the words of Denver, where he talks about a man who “said he’d be a poor man, if he never saw an eagle fly”.
I am singing this song
For the place where I long
to be. That’s Poland
Life is wonderful there
In the sweet forest air
That’s free, in Poland.
In the valleys of Wisla and Bug,
Nature’s beauty wherever you look.
There is plenty and peace
In this new land of ease
For me, in Poland.
Here are the chords:
d G G7
e G C
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Original playout date: 11 March 2008
This is an original song composed by me way back whien I lived in Moscow and had a piano I could play every day. After breakfast in Wroclaw I was joined by my client while playing it and he kindly offered to film it for the channel. So here it once – the footage Marek took, and then another black and white version with the words added.
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Playout date: 29 March 2007
This is a drive through the Pomoranian Switzerland, one of the nicer parts of Poland you can visit, near Polczyn Zdroj.
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I recently expanded my earlier metrical version of the Genesis account of Babel to include some further points on the history of language from that point onwards and beyond the veil of Eternity. Hope you enjoy this and find it edifying.
The earth had once one speech o’erall. One tongue men used, to tell
From th’East to Shinar’s plain they came and settled there, to dwell.
Among themselves did they conspire “Bricks let us make,” said they
“To building stones them throughly burn and slime for morter lay.”
“Go to,” said they, “a city great, a tow’r to reach the sky,
We shall construct unto ourselves, our name to magnify
Lest scattered far abroad we be the whole earth’s face around”
They built the walls from bricks they’d baked and slime from lime they’d found.
The Lord looked down at Adam’s kin and saw their undertaking
He knew that left alone this would become mankind’s unmaking
Although still in his infancy, not yet a million souls
Mankind was learning things with which he’d score fatal own goals
Adamic language and long life allowed the human mind
To know and build technologies while immature and blind
The Lord said “See, this people is by language unified
Now can no thing their power restrain their will to realise”
“Now let Us unto them descend, their language to confound
That each the other’s speech and tongue no more may understand.”
And so the LORD did scatter them all o’er the earth from thence.
Their city no more could they build. Its name is Babel hence:
That there the LORD in mighty pow’r the earth’s speech did confound,
And He from thence did scatter them the whole earth’s face around.
For here the Lord unto each soul his single language giving
Ensured that man’s wish was to be with but close kindred living
And so each man his nearest took and from the crowd did flee
They lived alone until they spoke one tongue per family
The mother taught the babies hers, the father also learned it
The elder siblings got to add some features if they earned it
And families at length combined by dint of need to wed
So tribal languages emerged as Babel’s tongues went dead
And tribe fought tribe, and strong tribes grew, their tribal tongue promoting:
The structure ever simpler, the word-stock ever growing
And as they filled the earth and crossed each hill and vale and river,
Some tribes grew great and in due course their languages did sever
Through ice and fire and flood and marsh men walked and faced all dangers
To use all space this world allowed and grow to outnumber angels
And language families emerged that had one time been one
But once again they could no more grasp one another’s tongue.
One tribe, the seed of Abraham, in whom all would be blest
Got history and prophesy to cherish for the rest.
But man since Babel always sought to get back there again
To build the city, raise the tower and make himself a name.
To make the countries all one state and into Unions bind
And place a ruler over all, as blind will lead the blind
Each man who tasted power’s rush soon hatched the grand ambition
To subjugate all men to himself as slaves to his volition.
But rulership of this world here is but for its Creator.
It is reserved for God the Christ and He shall take it later.
For only Christ makes all things good: he’ll teach us what was missing
And speak to us in tongues of men, while angels throng to listen.
And when the Resurrection comes and all things be made new,
That ancient tongue shall sound again, the one that Adam knew.
The lives of men became too short to learn that perfect tongue
But it will be a joy to learn for the forever-young.
And so when we are healed in heart, bodies and minds restored
Again we’ll learn that language giv’n to Adam by the Lord.
Playout date: 10 September 2006
Location: Home, Ochota
Other people featured: Sophie, Aunty Irina
Music used: Impromptu music composed by me
Languages used: English, Russian
Animals featured: None
Just mucking around this time. Impromptu, random music based on some chords I threw together a few seconds earlier. Sophie was six and this is a nice memory of the way she was at the time.
- RL 101-3 Six letters that look the same but are different (huliganov.tv)
That’s a song I composed and had some help on my YouTube channel with the lyrics – some great ideas received from Patrick and Mike with thanks.
Hope you enjoy this. You can share it and perform it with no commercial use with proper attribution for no fee and no need to ask for permission. Letting me know would be nice, though. I really want to let the song go out and live in people’s hearts, not make money. That’s what true art is all about.
Please share and spread the song this valentines. Send it to someone you miss – even if you don’t have a plum tree in your garden. I know I don’t, more’s the pity!