The Best of Classical Music
I have compiled what I believe to be the best of Classical music. 1. Eine Kleine Nachtmusik-Mozart 2. Symphony No. 5, 1st mvt-Beethoven 3. Rondo Alla Turca-Mozart 4. William Tell Overature-Rossini 5. Für Elise-Beethoven 6. Blue Danube Waltz-J. Strauss 7. Moonlight Sonata-Beethoven 8. Minuet(from Quintet No. 11)- Boccherini 9. Spring-Vivaldi 10. The Barber of Seville (Overature)-Rossini 11. Dance of the Hours- Ponchielli 12. Also Sprach Zarathustra-R. Strauss 13. Hoedown(from Rodeo)-Copland 14. Prelude to Act 1. (Los Toreadores)-Bizet 15. Adagio for Strings-Barber 16. Classical Gas- Mason Williams
Vivienne Westwood Red Label Fall 2012 | Backstage at London Fashion Week | FashionTV
SUBSCRIBE: bit.ly www.FashionTV.com LONDON - Backstage at the Vivienne Westwood Red Label show for London Fashion Week, Vivienne Westwood wears a shirt that makes a statement in her typical Westwood fashion. She offers words of wisdom. "People need to engage with the world," Westwood tells...
(MAD)サクラ大戦V 『舞台-Playing』
サクラVの九条昴の歌より。ゲーム本編などの舞台風動画を繋げてみた。初MAD。大好きな歌のひとつです。色々な方に見て頂いてしまってる様で...嬉しいやら有難いやら、恐れ多いやら...(^^;)有難うございます。
BUMP OF CHICKEN - Lostman
Music Video. iTunes Link = tinyurl.com NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED. This song is on the Yggdrasil album released on 08/25/2004. I subtitled the video. Credits for the English translation go to Brian Stewart & Takako Sakuma at utau-inu.com Artist: Bump of Chicken Title: Lost Man Words: Fujiwara Motoh Music: Fujiwara Motoh I ask myself how things are, Can I still now remember how my journey began? I prayed that the road I chose was the right one. I heard many kinds of footsteps. so many of them in harmony, and then seperate. You can forget loneliness. And then do it again. No matter how you spend the night, the same sun rises. the homemade map I failed to tear up, the place I found myself at, while I was running my finger along it I put the broken compass in one hand, straining my misty eyes. what do I continue to seek in this world, where I've lost you. I realized I'm a lost child, but I pretend not to notice. I ask you how things are, though you're not here. Can my voice swim the distance between us? I've forgotten the warmth, cooling little by little, How should I spend the night, in order to remember? I yelled goodbye to you from behind, by waving my hand furiously. and my current whereabouts, when I open the bluepprint of my dreams what kind of face will I make this is the world I wanted, and I am still now walking on, praying that at the end of this clumsy path I was right. from that day onward, time has been at a standstill. with your back to me, you went far ...