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Brumas de Amanecer by Jos

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Brumas de Amanecer

Orchestral

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Lyrics
Description
Instrumental
Fingerpicked arpeggio in D solving g my electrical guitar
Soft chorus, pattern that responds to the arpeggio
Tubular bells mark the motive
Synthesizer pad, I enlarged the space
Between clear mist where the day is born
Walk the rope with traces of poetry
Guitar that whispers a line of salt and light
It carries in its breath the memory and the cross
The voice rises, little bridge that goes up
A counter melody that pushes and does not cloud
Echoes in the mist call and return to me
Melodies that annul my being here
Echoes in the mist, lips that hear again
Routes of dawn that invite me to continue
I fix electrical guitar with arpeggio chorus
Reiterated main arpeggio
Tubular bells are incorporated as a nod to the motive
Synthesizer pad in Dorian, create modal color
Marked bass and breathed
It crosses the valley a memory in calm
Wind body that opens the old palm
Notes like rivers that rub the skin
They bring in their current what we were on paper
And the pulse goes up, three voices link
A tide that pushes and embraces
Echoes in the mist call and return to me
Melodies that annul my being here
Echoes in the mist, lips that hear again
Routes of dawn that invite me to continue
Voices in chorus, three threads in tune
Routes sing, return harmony
Intro tubular bells insistent
Marking every four bars
Synth patch development in mixolio
Electric guitar with delay and vibrato
Melodic electric solo
That takes the motive of six notes and expands it
Counterpoint of strings and arpeggios
Modal shift brief for tension
Silence that breathes
The mist listens to my voice
A major chord that reopens the station
Echoes in the mist call and return to me
Melodies that annul my being here
Echoes in the mist, lips that hear again
Routes of dawn that invite me to continue