Lamentations of Domingo, The Ukraine Bells
Hark bells... Sing bells... Cry me my lament, come away...and understand the potential of his hands....
look at them, understand, feel them, they cry out, bidding however deem fit... whatever they deem fit... sustain his resolve
Story behind the song
my first improvisement...
My most prized improv.
As long as this piece is played after my death, my existence in some form will be present... within this song
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