Soheil Salimzadeh

Music: Franz Peter Schubert

Arrange and Perform: Soheil Salimzadeh

Lyrics (German) :

Leise flehen meine Lieder

Durch die Nacht zu dir;

In den stillen Hain hernieder,

Liebchen, komm zu mir!

Flüsternd schlanke Wipfel rauschen

In des Mondes Licht;

Des Verräters feindlich Lauschen

Fürchte, Holde, nicht.

Hörst die Nachtigallen schlagen?

Ach! sie flehen dich,

Mit der Töne süßen Klagen

Flehen sie für mich.

Sie verstehn des Busens Sehnen,

Kennen Liebesschmerz,

Rühren mit den Silbertönen

Jedes weiche Herz.

Laß auch dir die Brust bewegen,

Liebchen, höre mich!

Bebend harr' ich dir entgegen!

Komm, beglücke mich!

Lyrics (Englsih) :

My songs beckon softly

through the night to you;

below in the quiet grove,

Come to me, beloved!

The rustle of slender leaf tips whispers

in the moonlight;

Do not fear the evil spying

of the betrayer, my dear.

Do you hear the nightingales call?

Ah, they beckon to you,

With the sweet sound of their singing

they beckon to you for me.

They understand the heart's longing,

know the pain of love,

They calm each tender heart

with their silver tones.

Let them also stir within your breast,

beloved, hear me!

Trembling I wait for you,

Come, please me!

These days we’re confronting with so many catastrophes. Painful, but motivator!

Children, men and women all being tiny victims of a great political belief. Victory or loss of a minority by means of a massive death of a majority. A majority that want a chance for living, and nothing more!

Lately I’ve encountered a piece named, “what a wonderful world” that has been performed by “Luis Armstrong” 47 years ago.

This piece has illustrated a world with green trees, a blue sky and white clouds…

Friends shaking hands, Saying how do you do and really saying “I Love you”

“And I think to myself! What a wonderful World!”

These wonders are all people’s right! No matter where they live and what they do. No matter they are in Gaza or Jerusalem or anywhere else, for the people who are more than just some imaginary borders.

So I present the remix of this piece, to the people who are looking for peace and wonders of this wonderful world.

P.s. this project has no political approach and is just a reminder of a catastrophe against humanity.

Destiny’s door

The piece here is derived from a motion toward destiny’s door and crossing it through.

The journey commences with a dark narrow corridor which is filled with anxiety and fear, then the door comes out, and by passing it through, you will suddenly be surrounded by the feelings of victorious and hope.

Considering the eastern culture in which reflection of destiny is always along hope and enthusiasm.