A warm greeting to everyone in this beautiful global community. For Hive Open Mic Week #234, we are exploring the theme: “Autumn Feelings”. I am pleased to share my trumpet interpretation of “Autumn Leaves”, a jazz standard composed by Joseph Kosma in 1945. “Les Feuilles Mortes” is the original French version, with lyrics by Jacques Prévert, and in English by Johnny Mercer. The melodic line is simple, but with an indescribable beauty, with moderate intervallic leaps and repetition of motifs. In my case, I perform it in the key of A major, with some variations to the minor key. The piece is written in duple time (2/4), which gives it a regular and fluid rhythm. The tempo is moderate and with a syncopated rhythmic pattern. I have had the opportunity to listen to different versions, among which I would like to highlight Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, and Frank Sinatra. Chet Baker's version on Bossa Nova is lovely.
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Un cordial saludo para todos en esta bella comunidad global. Para el Hive Open Mic Semana #234, exploramos la temática: "Sentimientos de otoño". Tengo el agrado de compartir mi interpretación con la trompeta de «Autumn Leaves», un estándar del jazz compuesto por Joseph Kosma en 1945. "Les Feuilles Mortes" es la versión original en francés, con letra de Jacques Prévert, y en inglés por Johnny Mercer. La línea melódica es sencilla, pero con una belleza indescriptible, con saltos interválicos moderados y repetición de motivos. En mi caso, la interpreto en la tonalidad de A mayor, con algunas variaciones a la tonalidad menor. La pieza está escrita en compás binario (2/4), lo que le confiere un ritmo regular y fluido. El tempo es moderado y con un patrón rítmico sincopado. He tenido la oportunidad de escuchar diferentes versiones, entre las cuales quiero destacar Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, y Frank Sinatra. La versión de Chet Baker en Bossa Nova es encantadora.
The lyrics speak of a lost love, and use autumn as a metaphor. The leaves that fall in autumn symbolize the end of something beautiful, like the fading of a love. Each verse conveys nostalgia, melancholy, and the feeling of walking along paths where happy moments were once shared. Life is full of changes and losses, which cause us sadness and longing. Whenever I talk to my parents, they always tell me about my aunt Sonia, who died of cancer. Her departure to another plane has been insurmountable for them. In my case, I have decided to believe that she is like the autumn leaves, she has been planted to be reborn in the memories of her family, in the eyes of her son, and in the hope of meeting again. In the perspective of God's plan, life does not end when we die, and that fills me with joy and peace.
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La letra habla de un amor perdido, y utiliza el otoño como una metáfora. Las hojas que caen en otoño simbolizan el final de algo hermoso, como el desvanecimiento de un amor. Cada verso transmite nostalgia, melancolía y la sensación de caminar por senderos donde antes se compartían momentos felices. La vida está llena de cambios y pérdidas, las cuales nos causan tristezas y añoranza. Siempre cuando hablo con mis padres, ellos me hablan de mi tía Sonia, quien falleció víctima de cáncer. Su partida a otro plano ha sido insuperable para ellos. En mi caso, he decidido creer que ella es como las hojas de otoño, ha sido sembrada para renacer en los recuerdos de su familia, en la mirada de su hijo, y en la esperanza de volver a encontrarnos. En la perspectiva del plan de Dios, la vida no termina cuando morimos, y eso me llena de gozo y paz.
Autumn Leaves
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble
Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous, les deux ensemble
Toi que m'aimais moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants désunis
Fuentes / Sources
| Images | Obtained in Unsplash |
|---|---|
| Lyrics | “Autumn Leaves” by Nat "King" Cole on Genius |
| Thumbnail & Banner | Made with Adobe Creative Cloud Express |
| Gifs | Created with EZGif |
| Specific information | Financial Times |
| Original Soundtrack | Nat King Cole - Autumn Leaves |
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