Three Modern Studies Book 2 - Mirror- Arabic Parade- Indigenous dance

Three # Modern Studies for piano Book 2 - Mirror-Parade-Indigenous dance. Give comments and analyzes about this 3 pieces. This is welcome for me. And also all criticism and suggestions are welcome. This is for my studies of musical trends. Give analyzes and comments on this minimalist piece for piano. Thanks at everyone

Toada III For Viola and piano (pratices) Brazil 2013

3 Modern Eude for Piano Soul - Heart - Mind

Song : The Time Was (POP-Minimalist ) (2013)

A waltz to Fake Friend (Danke mein Freund)

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Avec douceur Chansson Sans Paroles

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Merciful souls : Brazilian Fantazia From Africa music Nr II

Be not afraid of your Savior, O sinful soul. I make the first move to come to you, for I know that by yourself you are unable to lift yourself to me. Child, do not run away from your Father; be willing to talk openly with your God of mercy who wants to speak words of pardon and lavish his graces on you. How dear your soul is to Me! I have inscribed your name upon My hand; you are engraved as a deep wound in My Heart. http://www.youtube.com/v/M-hpqsBhOmg?version=3&autohide=1&autoplay=1&showinfo=1&attribution_tag=FZyxm5AqwlWB6jCunuHgZw&feature=share&autohide=1

Tutu Maramba- Fear and Musicals Noises (bogeyman)

A bogeyman (also spelled bogieman, or boogeyman) is a mythical creature in many cultures used by adults to frighten children into compliant behavior. The monster has no specific appearance, and conceptions about it can vary drastically from household to household within the same community; in many cases, he has no set appearance in the mind of an adult or child, but is simply a non-specific embodiment of terror. Parents may tell their children that if they misbehave, the bogeyman will get them. Bogeymen may target a specific mischief—for instance, a bogeyman that punishes children who suck their thumbs—or general misbehavior, depending on what purpose needs serving. In some cases, the bogeyman is a nickname for the Devil.


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Le Valse For True

IN OFF GO AWAY (Song-Pop) By Composer Aguiar

Deux Valses Romantiques dédiées à Madame Rosalie Levacque A propos de s...

Song : Hurt forgives me (subtittles in english ) Language PT

Brazilian Serenade : Last Wish -1930

Look at Me My lady- Song From My ladies Album -Song III -Clip

Come Close My Lady-song one By Aguiar ( English)

Preludes- To Israel e ParaPhrase Take II

Romantic Waltz :The hope of a new day

Romantic Prelude :The Agony

Paraphrase To Argetina (2009)

Impressions About an Cathedral

Please Watch it and comment on this piece for piano and "likes" are welcome. I ask kindly to suggestions and analysis.

waltz nr 4 le piano-suite

waltz nr 4 le piano-suite

Fantasiestücke, Op. 12, "Aufschwung" - Schumann. - Felipe Naim

Scenes Coloniaes 1870 - H.Tavares -Song Subtitle in English

Oya -Yançã- Subtitle in English

Trois Valse

Sonata Alla Francaise Pour Le Alto et Clavecin

LA Passeata Pacifica 3d ( Walking)

The Congo and His beloved Sinhazinha

OS Maias

Os Maias (Plot summary)
Afonso da Maia, a Portuguese well-mannered man, is married to Maria Eduarda Runa and their marriage only produces one son - Pedro da Maia. Pedro da Maia, who is given the typical romantic education, becoming a weak, low-spirited and sensible man. He is very close to his mother and is inconsolable after her death. He only recuperates when he meets a beautiful woman called Maria Monforte with whom he gets married despite his father's objection. The marriage produces a son, Carlos Eduardo, and a daughter, whose name is not revealed until much later. Some time later, Maria Monforte falls in love with Tancredo (an Italian who is staying at their house after being accidentally wounded by Pedro) and runs away to Italy with him, betraying Pedro and taking her daughter along. When Pedro finds out, he is heartbroken and goes with his son to his father's house where he, during the night, commits suicide. Carlos stays at his grandfather's house and is educated by him, receiving the typical British education (as Afonso would have liked to have raised his son).
Now back to the present, Carlos is a wealthy, elegant gentleman who is a doctor and opens his own office. Later he meets a gorgeous woman at the Hotel Central during a dinner organized by João da Ega (his friend and accomplice from University who lives with Carlos) in honor of Baron Cohen, the director of the National Bank. After many comical and disastrous adventures he finally discovers the woman's name - Maria Eduarda, and ends up meeting her. The two fall in love and have dozens of nights together, drinking and having sex. However, the two start seeing each other in secret after an incident where a redneck-like man named Dâmaso, Carlo's ex-friend and rival, writes an article in a newspaper, accusing, humiliating, making fun of and revealing the past of Carlos and Maria. Eventually Carlos finds out that Maria lied to him about her past and he starts fearing the worst. Mr. Guimarães, a good friend of Maria's mother and an uncle-like figure to her, talks to Ega and gives him a box meant to be given "to your friend Carlos... or to his sister!". Ega doesn't understand this statement, because Carlos supposedly never had a sister. Ega is horrorized and in state of shock when he realizes that Maria is Carlos's sister. Ega, in despair, tells everything to Vilaça (the Maia family attorney) who informs Carlos about the incest. Carlos informs his dying grandfather, and Afonso becomes shocked with these news. However, Carlos cannot forget his love and doesn't tell anything to Maria. Afonso dies because of apoplexy. At last, Carlos informs his newfound sister that they are siblings and that they cannot live like this anymore. Maria says one last goodbye to his former lover and to her friends before going away to an unknown future. Carlos, to forget his tragedies, goes for a trip around the world.

Monólogos Confessos (2013)

By Paulo Cesar Maia de Aguiar

À Jhonata Lino Machado

Olhos Cerrados.

A escuridão é algo que não parece a mim, claro... (pausa). Tento por horas a fio; embrenhar no ver do algo que guie me, que corteje me( quase a sussurar). Minha Jornada é esta (firma) A procura do amanhã , pois penso estar na ontem não por mim, não por alguém, mas.. por que
sinto me o conforto no não ver as claras.E espero que eu me entendam, e que alguém se ponha ao guiar me, pois tenho as pernas( volver os olhos para as mesma) , mas meus olhos cerrados nenhum lacrimar os abrem.Se os cerro , pois deixo e permito o fato.
Em meus caminhos.Oh sol ! vem, e por segundos. Dai a mim a sua claridade, para que , o cerrar
nâo seja por seu brilho intenso, seja por ha auto procura, pois sempre há luz, é que ponho me a
teimar no que em ser encontra e está sempre lá.
Há horas, que por mais que corra, sinto me, inerte .

Inerte não por ação, mas por que não tento seguir o movimento sinuoso que leva à claridade.Andar, rumar. Porque faço?.Pois mesmo inerte em acções , o entorno segue o seu movimento continuo.
Se houvesse em mim, o despertar, seguiria os ventos para o frescor a dar me alento. Sinto
minha chama trina, pouco acesa, pouco incógnita, mas ainda Viva"! (Afirma)
Não estou só, nem tão pouco nostálgico, so de olhos cerrados.Vislumbrando os caminhos claros
e horizontais , para que me encontre e siga em um deles.Com minhas pernas, meu senso de rumo e não navegue no rio seco e sem vida, que pensam que estou.
Acordo ! Eis lá!!! O sol, ele lá eu cá, mas estou nele e ele em mim igualmente. Pelo que vejo,sinto, entendo, não estou acordado, mas de olhos cerrados, apenas isto. Sei que por mais que indômito cavalo seja. Anda, trota e corre. Peço a ele,que por favor! Deixe me acompanha-lo, não por não saber tais andares, mas por companhia do mesmo.Estar só é ora, confortável, mas de olhos cerrados.Como ? Como ? Posso acompanha-lo.
Há algo que faz cerra meus olhos, e tento imaginar o desejo que não que tenho e vejo ,minhas ,pernas um tanto cansadas,de ardúos caminhos e nenhuma chegada, atrevo me a reagir,a correr , sorri a abrir meus olhos cerrados, pelo me ser que espera, que impera em meu corpo,em meu estado de ser.

Há caminhos que não sei, que não encontro, mas Há caminhos(afirma), mas a olhos cerrados teimosos nada fazem para rumar ao amanhecer, ao despertar, ao compreender.Ser incógnito,jamais sou , pois sei que tenho os olhos cerrados? Eis a prova do meu existir, mas o encontrar -se me mim, é algo que queria ser menos triste.
Darei voltas e revoltas.Darei iniciares e findares, mas serei eu a agir,e a dar passo a passo com ou sem os olhos cerrados a procura de mim.
Sendo assim, Oh doce sol brilhai por mim, tua luz não ofusca me, apenas guia me, e assim abro meus olhos a teu rumo que é parte de meu conhecer. Olhos cerrados, mas a mente , alma e ser. .Livres e abertos ao conhecer interno do Ser que está em mim e não cerrado, a por me a descobrir.

Monologues avoué (2013)

Par Paulo Cesar Maia de Aguiar

Au Jhonata Lino Machado

Shrublands yeux.

L'obscurité n'est pas quelque chose qui me semble, bien sûr ... (Pause). Essayez pendant des heures, absorbé en raison de quelque chose qui me guide, me séduire que (presque chuchotant). My Journey c'est (nom) La demande de demain, parce que je pense être dans hier pas par moi, pas par un, mais .. pourquoi
Je me sens confortable à ne pas voir le claras.E j'espère que je comprends et que quelqu'un est mis à me guider parce que mes jambes (les yeux vers elle), mais les yeux fermés sans lacrimar le abrem.Se l' colline, que je laisse et laissez le fait.
Dans mon caminhos.Oh soleil! vient, et secondes. Donne-moi ta lumière, de sorte que le grain
ne doit pas être par son regard, est à la recherche d'ha-même, car il ya toujours de la lumière, qui m'a mis
insister sur ce qui doit être et est toujours là.
Il ya des moments, dont plus de la course, je crois, inertes (Cabasbaixo). Inerte non par l'action, mais pourquoi ne pas essayer de suivre le mouvement sinueux qui mène à claridade.Andar, à la tête. Pourquoi faire ». Car même les actions inertes, l'environnement suit son mouvement continu.
S'il y avait en moi, en se réveillant, suivez les vents de fraîcheur à me donner des encouragements. Je
mon triple flamme, quelque éclairé, quelque inconnu mais toujours Viva! "(Unis)
Je ne suis pas seul, ni, donc chemins cerrados.Vislumbrando d'oeil nostalgiques clair
et horizontale, afin que je puisse aller et venir dans un deles.Com mes jambes, mon sens de l'orientation et de ne pas naviguer dans la rivière à sec et sans vie, ils pensent que je suis.
Accord! Il est là! Le soleil, il ya moi-même ici, mais je suis en lui et lui en moi aussi. D'après ce que je vois, se sentent, de comprendre, je ne suis pas éveillé, mais les yeux fermés, juste cela. Je sais que peu importe comment cheval sauvage est. Promenades, trot et des courses. Je lui demande de s'il vous plaît! Permettez-moi de vous accompagner, pas pour ne pas connaître ces histoires, mais l'entreprise est désormais mesmo.Estar seulement confortable, mais les yeux cerrados.Como? Comment? Je m'attache il.
Il ya quelque chose qui ferme mes yeux et essayez d'imaginer le désir que j'ai et je ne vois pas, mes jambes un peu fatigué de chemins ardus et aucune arrivée, ose je réagisse, courir, sourire à ouvrir mes yeux fermés, par Je l'attends, qui règne dans mon corps, dans mon état d'être.

Il ya des chemins qui ne sais pas, je ne trouve pas, mais il ya des chemins (États), mais les yeux fermés tenaces ne rien faire à la tête de matin au réveil, le compreender.Ser incognito, jamais suis, parce que je sais que mes yeux sont fermés? En voici la preuve de mon existence, mais me rencontrer moi, c'est quelque chose que je voulais être moins triste.
Donnez rebondissements et iniciares et findares revoltas.Darei, mais je vais agir et donner étape par étape, avec ou sans les yeux fermés en me regardant.
Par conséquent, Oh briller le soleil doux pour moi, ta lumière ne me éblouir pas, il suffit de me guider, et si j'ouvre les yeux à votre direction qui fait partie de mon savoir. Les yeux fermés, mais l'esprit, l'âme et l'être. . Sachez gratuit et ouvert au Soi intérieur qui est en moi et pas fermé, pour moi de découvrir.

http://youtu.be/TZ3oBwEpgOs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aYgWfIyzvU&feature=share&list=UUAkVdiQt2ja49Q4DjlPoSZw

http://youtu.be/5PhuPK-ECVA

http://youtu.be/FtHG54DHeZY

http://www.classical-composers.org/comp/maia

The Snow (Nocturne From viola (alto) 2012 . Piece III - Vídeo Dailymotion

The Snow (Nocturne From viola (alto) 2012 . Piece III - Vídeo Dailymotion

Passacaglia From 12 pieces To viola and piano - Vídeo Dailymotion

Passacaglia From 12 pieces To viola and piano - Vídeo Dailymotion