Invidious

Finally its almost here!
On the 10/11th of July my 12th album "VÖLUR" will be available in all digital stores and i will also have a limited number of hardcopy CD's available. The album is primarily Nordic / Viking Folk music. If you are wanting to get a Hardcopy Cd version before they sell out, head to www.petergundrymusic.com and subscribe to my newsletter at the bottom of the page. You will be the first to get an email/notification informing you that it is out to grab. Looking forward to sharing the album with you all.
Tracklist

1. LADY OF THE DAWN 08:31
2. IÐAVÖLLR 05:37
3. FÓLKVANGR 04:10
4. VÖLUR 04:08
5. SEIÐR 04:21
6. VISIONS OF THE VÖLVA 04:13
7. VÍÐBLÁINN 04:29
8. GRÓGALDR 05:25

6 years ago | [YT] | 819

@pillalamarriashok3885

Dear composer Though we are unknown to each other Your compositions thrilled me and pushed me into ecstasy Your music is very serious I mean could hear the anguish,longing and melancholy of my own mind that is what exactly I want I want to appreciate with my very heart Thank you for making me happy with your work I too keeping below one of my works with a hope that could wishper new sounds in the caves of your mind BEAUTY IS MINE FOR SHE IS UNKNOWN -ashok pillalamarri I know not you but your love Your anonymity makes me worth to every beauty Every magnificent woman on this planet Is One of the hues on my pallet to draw your imaginary figure I adopt every melodies sound to call you, looking at faraway palm trees, drops of rain slipping from one leaf to another I feel the taste of your touch when the floating autumn leaves touch my skin With their tender kisses My lonely hours in the solitary plains Fill my heart with the sweetness of your embrace Lingering kisses of dews on the petals of meadow flower make me curious thinking of your honeycombs When spring shatters the silence of orchard with her voice I get goosebumps thinking of your offering in my bashfulness When the west is smeared with the blood The desolated dirt road takes me to the obscurity in your eyes A glowworm flickering in the darkness among the leaves of custard apple Unveils to me your vague smiling face beneath the shadows of midnight moon light In winter,dew drops swaying in a spiderweb Shining to the rising sun Hint me the beauty of your nakedness after a bath at a draw well in a garden Dist roused from the hoofs of cattle at dusk Tries to portray your tender blushing face in the light of oil lamp Oxen when starting with the plough on their napes to the call of monsoon clouds Say to me in brief "every corner of your life is touched by her sacred feet,either joy or cry,that is her benediction " I am slipping from one thought to another, like drops of rain from eaves Day after day,you are letting me know The radius of your beauty is infinite I feel your enigmatic manifestation in every beauty, For your are unknown I walked through the clock and calenders to quench my thirst But your love elevated me from seeking to being.

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