Hörður Torfason / Ég Leitaði Blárra Blóma.(I looked for blue flowers).

Icelandic singer Mr. Hörður Torfason sings his song Ég Leitaði Blárra Blóma. Lyric by Mr.Tómas Guðmundsson. Ég leitaði blárra blóma, að binda þér dálítinn sveig. En fölleit kom nóttin og frostið kalt á fegurstu blöðin hneig. Og ég gat ei handsamað heldur þá hljóma sem flögruðu um mig því það voru allt saman orðlausir draumar um ástina vorið og þig. En bráðum fer sumar að sunnan og syngur þér öll þau ljóð. Sem ég hefði kosið að kveða þér einn um kvöldin sólbjört og hljóð. Það varpar á veg þinn rósum og vakir við rúmið þitt. Og leggur hóglátt að hjarta þínu hvítasta blómið sitt. Ég veit ég öfunda vorið, sem vekur þig sérhvern dag, Sem syngur þér kvæði og kveður þig, með kossi hvert sólarlag Þó get ég ei annað en glaðst við hvern geisla er á veg þinn skin. Og óskað að söngur ástir og rósir sé alla tíð saga þín. Lag/texti: Hörður Torfason / Tómas Guðmundsson

Arni Björnsson – Romanza no. 1 for violin and piano

Arni Bjönsson (Dec. 23, 1905 – July, 1995) was an Icelandic composer, choir director, organist/pianist and flute player. Romanza no. 1 for violin and piano, Op. 6 Elizabeth Layton, violin and James Lisney, piano Arni Bjönsson was born on a farm in the far north of Iceland, just south of the Arctic Circle. He was probably not much more than eight years old when, after listening to hymns being sung in harmony for the first time, he was able to recreate all the parts on the harmonium, the instrument at the farm. There being neither opportunity nor wherewithal for formal training during his youth, he was largely self-taught; by the age of seventeen, he was conducting choirs all over the country, and eventually he left the farm to go to the capital to start his music education. He learned the flute, and became one of the founding members of the Iceland Symphony Orchestra; that was a mostly unpaid activity in those early days, and he earned his living teaching, and playing the piano in one of the dance bands in Reykajavik. In his spare time he composed a wide variety of music. After studying in Manchester for two years during the 1940’s he came back to Iceland and was working on an opera in 1952 (this would have been the first Icelandic opera had he finished it) when he became the victim of a violent crime, which left his brain damaged. He had to struggle to learn how to read and write again, but interestingly he hadn’t forgotten how to play the piano or to compose. His wife
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Icelandic horse – no bridle (and no arena)

Couldnt tell me I was love when I needed it When, all I ever wanted was love. Should a told me just me because! Im worth receiving it But all I ever wanted was love Theres is something awkward about the selflessness it takes to Give love and the good that it makes you! True love can never really forsake you But it took a little while just for me to see! I had to lose myself so I could love you better I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could love you better Had to lose myself, had to lose myself So I could love you better Had to lose myself in love And thats just the way it is True horsemanship is based on deep connection between the horse and human. Our inner state is reflecting on our horses. To be a good partner and leader for my horse it starts with my autentic self. When I am present and congurent I am ready to expirience the horse potential. Love is the foundtation. Open your heart. My blog: www.taktur.blogspot.com