Mesmerizing 'franz Schubert - Ellen Dritter Gesang (ellens Third Song)'

I have long lived by the sea. Long hours i have spent sitting on the rocks that jut out the beach and stared across the vast expanse of ocean that's called the Bay of Bengal. For hours i've seen the waves lashing the beach in an endless fury, beating down the rocks and spraying their wrath at onyone who comes near. It seems all I've done apart from my job is to stare at it.

And at times it rains here, rains hard and dark. The skies go black and ocean mirrors their mood. Waves rise higher and wind blows faster. People rush back to the safety of their homes and I'm thankfull for it. There's nothing like standing on a rock when everything goes dark and the world around you seems engulfed by rain or swallowed by the sea. The wind tries to push you off and into the sea. lightning lights up the never ending portrait of their wrath and everything takes a strange, dangerous grey hue for those moments. And I stand there, my hands raised to the heavens. Imagining that this is Tempest brought about by the turmoil in my heart. That somehow the silent whispers i have spoken in solitude have found an audience with the nature. And whenever it happens this is what i listen to, Playing in my ears through the spectacle are these sounds...

Loud as the ocean may be in the noise it makes, and deafening may be the thunder. this composition overcomes them all. All that is around me and all that's within... leaving nothing but a mesmerized, hypnotized sould swaying to it's whims and lost in reverie... hoping it never ends... to spend what hours there maybe to live in this trance, in the cleansing clutches of this song...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWt7cvwXp_w (Abridged)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2bosouX_d8Y (Complete)

[The composition was taken from "Lady of the Lake" by sir Walter scott]

Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild;
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled –
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria

Ave Maria! undefiled!
The flinty couch we now must share
Shall seem this down of eider piled,
If thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern's heavy air
Shall breathe of balm if thou hast smiled;
Then, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer,
Mother, list a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! stainless styled.
Foul demons of the earth and air,
From this their wonted haunt exiled,
Shall flee before thy presence fair.
We bow us to our lot of care,
Beneath thy guidance reconciled;
Hear for a maid a maiden's prayer,
And for a father hear a child!
Ave Maria.
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Jan 14, 2013