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clemence & jean-baptiste maunier - concerto pour deux voix

A collection of works by the contemporary French composer Saint-Preux, mostly concertos and light **. In 1969, he wrote the famous concerto pour une voix (Concerto for the Angel Voice), which was written for the French bard Danielle Licari, who claimed to have the voice of an angel. This wordless song also became Danielle Licari's signature track.

In 2005, Saint-Preux rearranged the piece, sung by the composer's daughter Clemence and the teenager Jean-Baptiste Maunier, who was a hit in "Spring in the Cattle Herding Class", and the title was changed from the original concerto pour une voix to concerto pour deux voix (one to two).

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[Grim Reaper ed17] [ Word by ar-saya] Remember your face, remember your eyes, Remember the familiar rice noodles that passed from your hands, the golden wheat fields, the clear blue sky, everything left by that season (is) [so dazzling] as you pass by the playground and look back inadvertently.

I saw you running freely.

Perfect dribbling (with) perfect shot [perfect arc] sweat and youth swaying in the sun.

Although I never say it, I actually like your smile the most in my heart.

Although there is still confusion in my heart, I still believe in your light, remember your smile, remember your eyes, remember the clear and firm belief in your eyes, the wheat field you said, the blue sky you said, the truth and light we once chased together, the sunshine at that time, the language at that time, that summer was like a flower blooming in (my) memory, even now, two people walking on different roads, the same to let that light shine on (you) have been working silently, the figure is so dazzling.

But the distance between us began to grow farther and farther apart.

I don't know when you've gotten further and further ahead.

But I still stood still.

Smiling and looking at you, I didn't cry until you turned away (me), the words that never came out, until now, have been buried by time, remember your face, remember your eyes, remember what you said to me, [finally] is goodbye, the wheat field at that time, the blue sky at that time, everything at that time, I still can't forget anything, it seems that something was lost in that time.

What I think is important but I have never been able to find it.

That mood can't be said Now I just want to be by your side to remember your face Remember your eyes Remember the first meeting was my heart and throbbing The wheat field you said The blue sky you said One day I will be able to see the world again with you, the light shines brightly [will (that)] never forget the dreams and beliefs continue to chase I am willing to keep running to you Until one day I can hold hands with you again.

Singer and songwriter: Xu Liang.

Singing: Xu Liang.

The day I just learned to write songs.

I was arrogant and arrogant on the streets.

The tail lights of the sports car stretch the red line.

How can you enter my eyes?

Released several records in the past few years.

Quite professional but not sophisticated enough.

Which pair of eyebrows and eyes is a little more flattering.

I've learned to act, of course.

The joy of my world is gone.

The smile is not the same as before.

My world is gone.

The edges and corners are not seen by themselves.

My world is where it is today.

I hope for tomorrow, so I will be timid.

My world is about to change.

It's about to disintegrate, it's about to be compromised.

Actually, I haven't been playing the piano for a few years.

There is no talent for singing.

An ordinary face in the mirror.

There are no features.

They say singers should be smarter.

In the future, it is more elegant to write songs.

I'm sorry I didn't know how to do it.

I've never been on the page anyway.

My ** never stopped.

Never timid, never compromised.

Mine** is my yesterday.

It's my tomorrow, it's my forever.

My ** study will not be decent.

Learning will not be perfunctory, learning will not converge.

I went back to the first day with **.

Happy again on the day I wrote the song.

My ** never stopped.

Never timid, never compromised.

Mine** is my yesterday.

It's my tomorrow, it's my forever.

My ** study will not be decent.

Learning will not be perfunctory, learning will not converge.

I went back to the first day with **.

Happy again on the day I wrote the song.