Music is the expression of the movement of the waters, the play of curves described by changing breezes.
A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.
Music is the silence between the notes.
I wish to sing of my interior visions with the naive candour of a child.
First of all, ladies and gentlemen, you must forget that you are singers.
How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.
