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Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me


Thursday, September 6, 2007

Bellissimo, Maestro, bellissimo.

Luchiano Pavarotti October 12, 1935 – September 6, 2007.

Whose only crime in music was to be popular outside the rarefied confines of the operatic circles.

2 comments:

Kanrei said...

A true and massive loss (and not just because he was a big man). There are not many people who can stay true to their art, yet gain fame and love doing it. He was one of kind, not because of his voice, but because of who he was. RIP Maestro.

Camille Alexa said...

*Doffing cap**