Sometimes life takes it out of us all and it’s just good to have our spirits raised.
I hope you enjoy this clip from Les Choristes.
(Thanks to euzicasa for reminding me of this movie – he has another version of this song here – http://euzicasa.wordpress.com/2012/01/22/les-choristes-caresse-sur-locean-au-palais-des-congres/)
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Wouldn’t it be wonderful if this chorus could be heard all ove the world?
Thanks for reblogging Creating Reciprocity: Indeed, the music is heavenly!
Thanks for reblogging Creating Reciprocity: Indeed, the music is heavenly!
Beautiful! And it gave me a great opportunity to brush up on my french a bit (which really needs brushing up)
Thank you for posting – I always look forward to your posts – They stand out! (in a good way!) 🙂
Beautiful! And it gave me a great opportunity to brush up on my french a bit (which really needs brushing up)
Thank you for posting – I always look forward to your posts – They stand out! (in a good way!) 🙂
How beautiful their voices! 😀
How beautiful their voices! 😀
Enjoyed it! 😉
Enjoyed it! 😉
Absolutely beautiful (and I love the link). Part of my long Tonga story (which I guess you remind me of frequently), was when a Tongan man whose name I can’t recall now, drove us around the island of Vava’u in his beat up old Mercedes (think Fred Flinstone’s car) – we were rarely on a road. If we needed a restroom, we stopped at a random house to use their outhouse (electricity had just made it to the island). It was a Sunday, and every where we went beautiful, uplifting voices were singing in churches that looked like they had been bombed. The voices echoed across the island. They were filled with joy.
Absolutely beautiful (and I love the link). Part of my long Tonga story (which I guess you remind me of frequently), was when a Tongan man whose name I can’t recall now, drove us around the island of Vava’u in his beat up old Mercedes (think Fred Flinstone’s car) – we were rarely on a road. If we needed a restroom, we stopped at a random house to use their outhouse (electricity had just made it to the island). It was a Sunday, and every where we went beautiful, uplifting voices were singing in churches that looked like they had been bombed. The voices echoed across the island. They were filled with joy.
I play this music often…it stirs my heart. I’ve enjoy reading on your blog…considering how we are connected in this world is a systems theory perspective and one that I believe also helps us understand our existance/life. Thanks for the “like” and visit!
I play this music often…it stirs my heart. I’ve enjoy reading on your blog…considering how we are connected in this world is a systems theory perspective and one that I believe also helps us understand our existance/life. Thanks for the “like” and visit!