Dawn in the Room

by David Warin Solomons

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David Warin Solomons, Budapest Scoring, Betti Nagy, Laszlo Demeter, Zoltan Pad, Alessandro Balsimini, Stephen Taylor, Jonathan Leonard

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released May 8, 2016

David Warin Solomons, Budapest Scoring, Betti Nagy, Laszlo Demeter, Zoltan Pad, Alessandro Balsimini, Stephen Taylor, Jonathan Leonard

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David Warin Solomons Sale, UK

Composer from UK born in 1953, concentrating on lyrical and tonal works for chamber music combinations, solo voice and choral works.

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Track Name: Betti Nagy, Budapest Scoring String Orchestra, Zoltan Pad, - Dawn in the Room: contralto and string orchestra
Poem by E M Solomons

The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.

Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey

Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.

Dispels the grey mist which lingers
on the window pane

Deepens the image and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair once shone.

Lonely shadow of my former self
I languish here.

But then your dear voice calls with comfort, love
and says
"I have not left,
while your fond memories remain."
I think of you and
you are here
beside and within

Your image fades
but you are still here in me.
You must you must come back
if only at dawn.

See through the tears of gold,
you are here once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,

searching my mind
once more to be as one,

here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral world
we share our thoughts.

My soul now quiet at last
my yearnings on hold.

The golden glow brings me peace
and I might face another day

(c) E M Solomons
Track Name: Laszlo Demeter, Budapest Scoring String Orchestra, Zoltan Pad - Dawn in the Room: flute and string orchestra
Poem by E M Solomons

The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.

Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey

Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.

Dispels the grey mist which lingers
on the window pane

Deepens the image and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair once shone.

Lonely shadow of my former self
I languish here.

But then your dear voice calls with comfort, love
and says
"I have not left,
while your fond memories remain."
I think of you and
you are here
beside and within

Your image fades
but you are still here in me.
You must you must come back
if only at dawn.

See through the tears of gold,
you are here once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,

searching my mind
once more to be as one,

here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral world
we share our thoughts.

My soul now quiet at last
my yearnings on hold.

The golden glow brings me peace
and I might face another day

(c) E M Solomons
Track Name: Dawn in the Room: alto and guitar (original words)
The first light comes,
touching the sleeping mind,
stroking the head,
confirming who it is.

Colours prick through the window pane,
with silent customary tread.

Pale light from Palestine and Java
leans over the bed and spreads.

Grey light reluctant to leave China
powders the glass deepens its image
as you come close.

Yellow light strokes the window pane,
sombre light stains the human comedy
sprawled on the bed.

And then the watching soul
immanent, anxious says

"All is still well.
The substance of our days is whole.
"No greater pain exists
than to feel pain no more,

with the soul helpless
before locked doors.

"Alas Time will arrive,
and death deprive.

"Meanwhile take I delight
flattering his form
guessing his contour
beneath the sheets;
sensing his blood seeking complexity,
feeling his hands fleeting,
stirred by some dream;
leaving no trace
in Time or Space.

"Let me think no more thoughts
for fear he may wake.
"Let me be quieter
than the leaf that grows.
Or the rose."

(c) Stanley Nicholls Solomons
Track Name: David Warin Solomons, Alessandro Balsimini - Dawn in the Room: alto and guitar (concert performance)
The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.

Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey

Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.

Dispels the grey mist which lingers
on the window pane

Deepens the image and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair once shone.

Lonely shadow of my former self
I languish here.

But then your dear voice calls with comfort, love
and says
"I have not left,
while your fond memories remain."
I think of you and
you are here
beside and within

Your image fades
but you are still here in me.
You must you must come back
if only at dawn.

See through the tears of gold,
you are here once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,

searching my mind
once more to be as one,

here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral world
we share our thoughts.

My soul now quiet at last
my yearnings on hold.

The golden glow brings me peace
and I might face another day

(c) E M Solomons
Track Name: Stephen Taylor, Jonathan Leonard - Dawn in the Room: alto and piano
The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.

Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey

Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.

Dispels the grey mist which lingers
on the window pane

Deepens the image and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair once shone.

Lonely shadow of my former self
I languish here.

But then your dear voice calls with comfort, love
and says
"I have not left,
while your fond memories remain."
I think of you and
you are here
beside and within

Your image fades
but you are still here in me.
You must you must come back
if only at dawn.

See through the tears of gold,
you are here once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,

searching my mind
once more to be as one,

here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral world
we share our thoughts.

My soul now quiet at last
my yearnings on hold.

The golden glow brings me peace
and I might face another day

(c) E M Solomons
Track Name: Budapest Scoring String Quintet - Dawn in the Room: string quintet accompaniment for use as karaoke (music minus one)
The pale gold light
creeps into my silent room
touching my face
I know that you are here.

Softly contours form
as the colours
take the place of grey

Translucent gold hits the mirror
and reaches my lonely bed.

Dispels the grey mist which lingers
on the window pane

Deepens the image and I see you.
Pale blond light
where your hair once shone.

Lonely shadow of my former self
I languish here.

But then your dear voice calls with comfort, love
and says
"I have not left,
while your fond memories remain."
I think of you and
you are here
beside and within

Your image fades
but you are still here in me.
You must you must come back
if only at dawn.

See through the tears of gold,
you are here once more
Your ghostly presence
fills my poor heart,

searching my mind
once more to be as one,

here is your body
so close to my own
in this spectral world
we share our thoughts.

My soul now quiet at last
my yearnings on hold.

The golden glow brings me peace
and I might face another day

(c) E M Solomons