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previews of "We Met In Moscow" pre​-​vocal overdubs

by Kevin Lay

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By Dennis Britten Eleonora Andreevna, beautiful child, beautiful name. Eleonora Andreevna, what could your future hold? Eleonora Andreevna, will you see love, riches acclaim? Sweet little Elya, how will your future unfold? Our country now at war, Nazis at our door, Your father in the Soviet corps, How will your future unfold? Eleonora Andreevna, beautiful child, beautiful name. Eleonora Andreevna, what could your future hold? Eleonora Andreevna, will you see love, riches acclaim? Sweet little Elya, how will your future unfold? The chaos and fright, bombings in the night, I'll hide you their cruel sight. How will your future unfold? Maria: My little darling. I am so asorry uo could jot sleep well. Those awful nightmares. ow you will sleep peacefully, my little one. Eleonora Andreevna, beautiful child, beautiful name. Eleonora Andreevna, what could your future hold? Eleonora Andreevna, will you see love, will you see fame? Sweet little Elya, how will your future unfold?
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Cold winter came to haunt me all too soon. The sun of spring became a sad winter's moon. In spite of all, still I hoped so very much for family, success and someone's loving touch. Oh, winter's moon You stole the joy of spring and left me with only this lonely song to sing Now what I have is my career, my loneliness. Only memories to overcome distress. I live two lives, one that is, one might have been; the one where memories are not spoken. Oh, winter's moon You stole the joy of spring and left me with only this lonely song to sing I live two lives, one that is, one might have been; the one where memories are not spoken. In the hope unspoken, memories will bring to this sad winter's life, the joy of spring.
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Why didn't it all work out? When we were both so young we didn't have a doubt and now our dreams are done. With plans not yet begun our early heart-felt vows at the end came all undone, a tlast came all undone. Why didn't it all work out? (chorus) My heart is so full and longing for a someone to live for. Where are you?... Where are you, the one my heart is open for? Where are you?... Where are you, the one my heart is open for? Perhaps it's lessons learned, a part of being young and now my luck has turned, all the pain is done. All the pain is done. My heart is so full and longing for a someone to live for. Where are you?... Where are you, the one my heart is open for? Where are you?... Where are you, the one my heart is open for? A fresh life just begun with one to care about - a new love to come, the one that will all work out Where are you?... Where are you, the one my heart is open for?
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Life without romance is having vodka with no friends to share it. Without a little romance in my life friend, I don't think I could bare it. Romance is what you do for love And for your love, The loving things you do for someone else. Without it, you are all alone. Life without romance is like Drinking vodka without pickles. Romance is the thing I like That gives a life its tickles. Romance is what you do for love And for your love, The loving things you do for someone else. Without it you are all alone. (Richard and Chorus) Life without romance, Is certainly no ball. Life without romance, Is no life at all. (Marat) Whether a lot or a little, Wheather faithful or fickle, Romance is the thing That gives life its tickle. Without a little romance, You are all alone. (Chorus repeat)
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(Marat) Leisurely strolling by the River Moskva, while the sun is warm in Moscow, Is a joy to anyone who has known a Russian winter The birds are singing now in Gorky Park And all our friends are there For Moscow is a much happier than when the willow trees are bare. (Elya) The birds are singing now in Gorky Park And all our friends are there For Moscow is a much happier than when the willow trees are bare. (Chorus-Marat) Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray (Elya) Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray (Marat) Let us roam among our red and gleaming towers Of our famous square in Moscow And listen to the music of the artists of Arbatskaya (Elya) Before we picnic and relax in the grass of Tsaritsyno All our friends are there, Yes, all our friends are there. (Marat) For Moscow is a happier place than when the willow trees are bare (Chorus) Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray Moscow in the morning of a beautiful summer day Moscow in the morning when the sky's not winter gray
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Yes, it's time to retire, though impossible it seems. It's time to retire… And follow my dreams. It's time to retire, though impossible it seems. It's time to retire… And follow my dreams. For years the people who I've admired are those who know when it's time to retire. They gave their all to everyone else with only a little left for themselves - but when it's required, they know it's time to retire and take a little bit for themselves. The years have flown. I am older now. The tears I've known made me bolder now. I'll take the road not taken now and I'll follow my dreams. Yes, it's time to retire, though impossible it seems. It's time to retire… It's time to retire… It's time to retire… And follow my dreams. Rich: Yes, Son. I'm going to retire and take a job in Moscow!
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The history of human kind has shown a thing we've always known that love can heal the mind and body of pain we feel. Love can heal Love can heal. Today we hear so much of being love sick but little of how real love can be but love someone, really, really love someone and you'll see. Love can heal the mind and body of pain we feel. Disease and all distress can disappear in truly loving someone you hold dear the simple power held in love heals As well as pills Love can heal the mind and body of pain we feel. Love heals in having someone stand beside you when everything has gone against you. You'll also find that giving love cures the pain that's yours. Yes, love can heal the mind and body of pain we feel. Love can heal the mind and body of pain we feel.
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Rich: I've got you. It's Okay! Elya: Yes, You've got me. It's clearly Okay! Rich: I've found you! Elya: I've found you! Both: Even though I wasn't looking. I've found you. 1. Rich: One time in my life, I saw you every where. Elya: A fleeting face, a spoken phrase, I thought you there. Rich: Searching through dreams, I knew you'd come. Elya: Didn't give up those dreams of love. 2. Elya: But as time went by, I saw you less. Rich: And finding you seemed to prove an impossible quest. Elya: Searching through dreams seemed childish at best Rich: Trying to imagine increased my distress. Chorus Both: But I've found you, I've found you My darling, it's you I found you, I found you When I stopped looking for you. 3. Rich: It's never too late for dreams to come true. Elya: Even when thinking your life may be through Rich: I Know 'cause I've found you. Elya: I've found you Both: My darling, it's you. Rich: I've found you. Elya: I've found you Both: It will always be you.

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Music written for the musical 'We Met In Moscow" before they are dubbed over in the studio. To be performed by Light Opera of Portland in the Spring of 2019.
A professor from Portland meets a computer scientist who works at the Kremlin.
It's never too late for dreams to come true.
Even when thinking your life may be through.

It's a work in progress. Check back for updates!

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released August 5, 2018

Dennis Britten - lyrics
Keith Lay - Soundsets

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Giddymuse Scappoose, Oregon

Gabrielle Juliette Widman
A native Oregonian, Gabrielle is an eclectic artist who has had several years of teaching, acting, writing and performance experience here in the states, as well as overseas.
Kevin Bryant Lay specializes in writing choral music and art-song, which is a presumptuous name (in his opinion) for setting poetry to music.
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