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Walking in the air

We're walking in the air. We're floating in the moonlit sky.
The people far below are sleeping as we fly.

I'm holding very tight. I'm riding in the midnight blue.
I'm finding I can fly so high above with you.

Far across the world. The villages go by like dreams.
The rivers and the hills. The forests and the streams.

Children gaze, open-mouthed. Taken by surprise.
Nobody down below believes their eyes.

We're surfing in the air. We're swimming in the frozen sky.
We're drifting over icy. Mountains floating by.

Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep.
Arousing of a mighty monster from its sleep.

We're walking in the air. We're floating in the midnight sky.
And everyone who sees us greets us as we fly.

I'm holding very tight. I'm riding in the midnight blue.
I'm finding I can fly so high above with you.

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Carlos Nunez: Saint Patrick's Andro
Lully : Marche

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Oeuvre de référence
Herr wenn die Stolzen feinde schnauben

Jean-Sébastien : Bach Oratorio de Noël (Epiphanie)

Projet musical: Chant
Walking in the air  : Howard Blake
Macatoudé tou nana (canon)

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Comment le corps peut-il faire émerger la voix?

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Comment le corps peut-il faire émerger la voix?