That is how you've lived, mother ("A?a ai mers tu, mama") - miniature for violin(/clarinet/alto fl by Andrei Lucian Dragoi Sheet Music for Performance Ensemble at Sheet Music Direct
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That is how you've lived, mother ("A?a ai mers tu, mama") - miniature for violin(/clarinet/alto fl Digital Sheet Music
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That is how you've lived, mother ("A?a ai mers tu, mama") - miniature for violin(/clarinet/alto fl
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- miniature for violin(/clarinet/alto flute/voice) and/or guitar (/piano/harp/marimba) duo/solo
(inspired by the poem with the same name written by the Romanian poet Grigore Vieru)

Music (composed on 21st July 1998 and firstly published on 22nd January 2021):
Andrei-Lucian Drăgoi (www.smp.dragoii.com, www.gcp.dragoii.com, www.gci.dragoii.com, www.ms.dragoii.com, www.dragoii.com)
Dedicated to the Romanian poet Grigore Vieru and to my grandmother
LYRICS: Așa ai mers tu, mamă de Grigore Vieru Aşa ai mers tu, mamă, Prin viaţă: Ridicând plugul în braţe Şi sacul în pod, cu porumb; Ridicând piatra din drum, Coaja de pâine-aruncată, Schija uitată în câmp. Aşa ai mers până când, Până când, mamă,-ai ajuns În faţa acestui soare asfinţit: Piatră pe care nu o mai poţi ridica, Răcindu-se, întunecându-se. O, mamă, care acum Nici propria mână Nu o mai poţi ridica, Strălucitoare de lacrimi Ca ramura de chiciura iernii. Versuri - URLs: https://www.limbaromana.md/index.php?go=articole&n=250 https://atelier.liternet.ro/articol/8987/Daniel-Cristea-Enache/Functia-Vieru-III-Taina-care-ma-apara-de-Grigore-Vieru.html https://cdn4.libris.ro/userdocspdf/847/Aproape%20-%20Grigore%20Vieru.pdf https://ibn.idsi.md/sites/default/files/imag_file/101-111.pdf A gross English translation of this Romanian poem: That's how you went through life, mother! That's how you went, mother, Through life: Lifting the plow in your arms And the sack in the attic, with corn; Picking up the stone from the road, The thrown-away breadcrumbs, The skis forgotten in the field. That's how you went until, Until, mother, you arrived In the face of this sunset: A stone you can't lift anymore, (a stone) thats getting cold and dark. Oh, Mother, you that cannot even lift your own hand anymore now, a hand brilliant of tears As a branch brilliant of winter frost. This piece is part of my 2nd officially released audio album called "My Chamber Music - vol. 2 ("Angelic and demonic")" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKeJDIxBdNw&list=OLAK5uy_nxb0gsol8o4s83b1890EsDVDMhKLIAqRc) which is entirely composed by me and interpreted by Note Performer 3 (the only Artificial Intelligence-based playback engine for musical notation worldwide). Have a nice, inspired audition!

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