Richard Clayderman 1999 Live in Tokyo Classic Medley
In face of this music, I stay silent… I don’t hear anything else around except my heart’s beats…
While reading the musical notes, and seeing the fingers perfect work, I feel like a paralyzed beast with no more power to harm…
A melody is like a story, where the actor and the spectator are you…
While it progresses my heart slows down, and every memory flies in my space… bad or beautiful, they are mixed together to draw the best paint ever…
This heavenly music puts on all my body ways to feel… even I can taste it… and how does it taste?
Just like when you mix salt and sugar…
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