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Dates
31 May 2018, 8:30 pm
world premiere
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
01 June 2018, 8:30 pm
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
02 June 2018, 8:30 pm
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
world premiere
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
01 June 2018, 8:30 pm
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
02 June 2018, 8:30 pm
at Zoukak Theatre Beirut - Lebanon
Playlist
Introduction - Georg Kroneis
Come viol, come - Georg Kroneis
La Guitare - Marin Marais (1656-1728, Paris)
Chaconne - Georg Kroneis
Good again - Tobias Hume (1569-1645, London)
Fain would I change - Tobias Hume
Les Folies d’Espagne - Marin Marais
I send you a teardrop - Georg Kroneis
Musette - Marin Marais
Trailer of Your Life - Georg Kroneis
I can’t quit loving - Georg Kroneis
Arpeggio - Carl Friedrich Abel (1723-1787, London)
I wouldn’t care - Georg Kroneis
Passacaglia - Georg Kroneis
Les voix humaines - Marin Marais
لما بدا يتثنى - arr. Georg Kroneis (Lamma bada yatathana)
Come viol, come - Georg Kroneis
La Guitare - Marin Marais (1656-1728, Paris)
Chaconne - Georg Kroneis
Good again - Tobias Hume (1569-1645, London)
Fain would I change - Tobias Hume
Les Folies d’Espagne - Marin Marais
I send you a teardrop - Georg Kroneis
Musette - Marin Marais
Trailer of Your Life - Georg Kroneis
I can’t quit loving - Georg Kroneis
Arpeggio - Carl Friedrich Abel (1723-1787, London)
I wouldn’t care - Georg Kroneis
Passacaglia - Georg Kroneis
Les voix humaines - Marin Marais
لما بدا يتثنى - arr. Georg Kroneis (Lamma bada yatathana)
Lyrics
Come viol, come
Come viol, come. Let me thy neck embrace,
to my sad treble sound a doleful bass.
Help me to mourn since mirth is banished quite
and clearest day turned into dismal night.
Help me to mourn with thy well tuned strings
since love in sorrow, sorrow in love sings.
Come viol, come. Let me thy neck embrace,
to my sad treble sound a doleful bass.
to my sad treble sound a doleful bass.
Help me to mourn since mirth is banished quite
and clearest day turned into dismal night.
Help me to mourn with thy well tuned strings
since love in sorrow, sorrow in love sings.
Come viol, come. Let me thy neck embrace,
to my sad treble sound a doleful bass.
Fain would I change
Fain would I change that note
to which fond love hath charmed me,
long, long to sing by rote,
fancying that that harmed me
yet when this thought doth come
love is the perfect sum of all delight
I have no other choice
either for pen or voice
to sing or write:
O love they wrong thee much
that say thy sweet is bitter.
When thy ripe fruit is such
as nothing could be sweeter.
Fair house of joy and bliss
where truest pleasure is
I do adore thee.
I know thee what thou art
I serve thee with my heart
and fall before thee.
to which fond love hath charmed me,
long, long to sing by rote,
fancying that that harmed me
yet when this thought doth come
love is the perfect sum of all delight
I have no other choice
either for pen or voice
to sing or write:
O love they wrong thee much
that say thy sweet is bitter.
When thy ripe fruit is such
as nothing could be sweeter.
Fair house of joy and bliss
where truest pleasure is
I do adore thee.
I know thee what thou art
I serve thee with my heart
and fall before thee.
I send you a teardrop
I send you a teardrop that left my right eye.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
Streets are still busy the ride's going fast
your hair on the fast lane will cover the past.
Looking through your eyes straight into my soul
no matter how far off, we won't lose our goal.
I send you a teardrop that left my right eye.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
Hugging you softly I'll never forget
No minute, no hour I'll ever regret.
Talking through silence I can't seem to blame
our hands speaking clearly what neither dare's name.
My eyes are still grieving that we needs must part,
I tell you a poem. Come's right from my heart:
I send you a teardrop that left my right eye.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
Streets are still busy the ride's going fast
your hair on the fast lane will cover the past.
Looking through your eyes straight into my soul
no matter how far off, we won't lose our goal.
I send you a teardrop that left my right eye.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
Hugging you softly I'll never forget
No minute, no hour I'll ever regret.
Talking through silence I can't seem to blame
our hands speaking clearly what neither dare's name.
My eyes are still grieving that we needs must part,
I tell you a poem. Come's right from my heart:
I send you a teardrop that left my right eye.
The more I remember the more I do cry.
Keep trying to cry, but nobody near
left saying "Good bye". There's nobody here.
Trailer of Your Life
The gravity of art
In all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
Play the chorus on the cello
Write a poem titled love
Paint a picture of emotions
Touch the artful lonely heart.
Build a fortress of distraction
Dress your hero in pink not blue.
Turn the end into beginnings
Close the loop of finite joys.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife.
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
The gravity of art
With all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
Like a prefix to your name
The lead on your full story
Main source of the Amazon
And title page of Glory.
Like the Venus after sunset
And the thirst for recreation
A lens focussed on your ideas
For deep field observation.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife.
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
The gravity of art
With all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
The first chords of your symphony
Lit skyline of your fiction
Sunrise in Antarctica
Last try before addiction.
Entrance doormat
To the penthouse of reality
Showing movies, alas, backwards
Without access to the control key.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
In all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
Play the chorus on the cello
Write a poem titled love
Paint a picture of emotions
Touch the artful lonely heart.
Build a fortress of distraction
Dress your hero in pink not blue.
Turn the end into beginnings
Close the loop of finite joys.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife.
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
The gravity of art
With all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
Like a prefix to your name
The lead on your full story
Main source of the Amazon
And title page of Glory.
Like the Venus after sunset
And the thirst for recreation
A lens focussed on your ideas
For deep field observation.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife.
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
The gravity of art
With all senses taking part
Who masters thoughts fears no restrain
Cause fantasy is his domain!
The first chords of your symphony
Lit skyline of your fiction
Sunrise in Antarctica
Last try before addiction.
Entrance doormat
To the penthouse of reality
Showing movies, alas, backwards
Without access to the control key.
This is the trailer of your life
A grain of truth becoming rife
First breath, last kiss, deep sigh
And every tear you will deny
All the laughter, all the shame
All the pity, all the fame.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
To play my love to play.
Hug the night, and kiss the day
- To play my love to play...
I can't quit loving
I can’t quit loving, but I don’t care who.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
Just call me, and I tell you that I care for nothing more
than meeting in the hour to find a common core.
My heart is beating faster as you step inside the bar.
Whatever you will tell me, I’ll listen all ajar.
This is the very moment I fall in love for sure,
cause everybody has it, this one thing I call „pure“.
I can’t quit loving, but I don’t care who.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
Be careful, I won’t tell you, but my eyes will speak the truth.
This could go on forever, except you need a proof.
I told you so, not to go.
I told you so, not to go away.
They pay me and I owe them, but I must confess,
I never really show them, that they do me possess.
For every time that they pay me I escort them quite far
to realms they never thought of, yet they stay just where they are.
I can’t quit loving, but I don’t care who.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
I thank for all the pleasures and mutualities we shared.
„So let us stay in touch then! Just call me, I’ll be there.“
I can’t quit loving.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
Just call me, and I tell you that I care for nothing more
than meeting in the hour to find a common core.
My heart is beating faster as you step inside the bar.
Whatever you will tell me, I’ll listen all ajar.
This is the very moment I fall in love for sure,
cause everybody has it, this one thing I call „pure“.
I can’t quit loving, but I don’t care who.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
Be careful, I won’t tell you, but my eyes will speak the truth.
This could go on forever, except you need a proof.
I told you so, not to go.
I told you so, not to go away.
They pay me and I owe them, but I must confess,
I never really show them, that they do me possess.
For every time that they pay me I escort them quite far
to realms they never thought of, yet they stay just where they are.
I can’t quit loving, but I don’t care who.
I can’t quit loving, all I say is true.
I thank for all the pleasures and mutualities we shared.
„So let us stay in touch then! Just call me, I’ll be there.“
I can’t quit loving.
I wouldn't care
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
I’d always feel you by my side, be it day or darkest night.
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I just care if you are safe, and if something does go wrong
I hope you start to think of me, and remember there’s a guy:
Who wouldn’t care if you were blind for you still could talk
Who wouldn’t care if you were deaf for you still could touch
Who wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
you’d always feel him by your side, be it day or darkest night.
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I hope you start to think of me, and remember there’s a guy
who is aware of how you feel when he starts to sing for thee:
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
I’d always feel you by my side, be it day or darkest night.
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
I’d always feel you by my side, be it day or darkest night.
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I just care if you are safe, and if something does go wrong
I hope you start to think of me, and remember there’s a guy:
Who wouldn’t care if you were blind for you still could talk
Who wouldn’t care if you were deaf for you still could touch
Who wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
you’d always feel him by your side, be it day or darkest night.
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I hope you start to think of me, and remember there’s a guy
who is aware of how you feel when he starts to sing for thee:
I wouldn’t care if you were blind for we still could talk
I wouldn’t care if you were deaf for we still could touch
I wouldn’t mind if you were far, for no matter where you are
I’d always feel you by my side, be it day or darkest night.
لما بدا يتثنى
لما بدا يتثنى
حبي جماله فتنا
أومى بلحظة اسرنا
غصن سبا حين مال
وعدي ويا حيرتي
من لي رحيم شكوتي
فى الحب من لوعتي
الا مالك الجمال
حبي جماله فتنا
أومى بلحظة اسرنا
غصن سبا حين مال
وعدي ويا حيرتي
من لي رحيم شكوتي
فى الحب من لوعتي
الا مالك الجمال