Der er noget i luften // DR Pigekoret (Live)

Der er noget i luften

Musik og tekst af Vilhelm Gregersen
Arrangement af Stefán Arason
Sunget af DR Pigekoret
Dirigeret af Charlotte Rowan

Opført og optaget i DR Koncerthuset, som del af DR Pigekorets Jul 2024, 14.-16. december 2024.

Iscenesætter: Pelle Nordhøj Kann
Lysdesign: Jonas Bøgh
Scenografi: Nikolaj Heiselberg Trap
Tv-producer: Karsten Andersen
Lydproducer: Mikkel Nymand
Musikproducer: Ragnheiður Jónsdóttir
Produktionsledelse: Jacob Weitze Mylund og Jonas Norup
Kunstnerisk leder, redaktør og producent: Anne Karine Prip

2024©DR

[johnduffy]

I absolutely love this choir. Their sound is so precise and pure. Angelic voices...Ladies, be very proud. Your performances touch hearts and souls.

[lnqtbpv]

Beauty such as this is so important in these ugly times. Thank you all.

[paulmarshall]

Another great piece by this choir. Thank you for sharing these choirs with the world, most of whom will never have the opportunity to see and hear them live

[brianm.]

I closed my eyes and the sound filled me with a time long ago, it is so beautiful. thank you

[davebradford]

Sådanne dejlige stemmer, jeg elsker jer alle sammen.❤❤❤❤❤

[scrhapsodieatelier]

Magnifique ! Merci pour votre travail, et votre partage ! Bises de France !

[debbiemichaels]

I just sit, close my eyes and listen. Very relaxing

[nrdk]

There is something in the air

1. There is something in the air, I don't know what,

like spring, although the forest has lost every leaf.
There is something in the air, like the scent of roses,
like the joy of birds,
though the rose has faded, and the bird has flown south.

2. There is something in the air that makes me so happy,
that refreshes my heart in the bath of youth.
There is something in here, a brilliant memory
with candles and songs
of Christmas at home, at home with mother once.

3. There is something in the air, a childhood command,
that shines towards me like the star from God,
that leads me quietly to the little savior
with the joy of childhood,
though childhood fled like the bird that
traveled south.

4. O come to us all, you queen of the festival,
whether your locks are golden, whether your hair is gray,
spread out your hands while the candles burn,
and grant us your peace,
for eternal, yes eternal is the joy when you accompany.

[KenLit]

Jeg følte mig HELE orkesteret. Det er fantastisk. Hele vejen er Mere. Et Kor, et ord. Jeg takker som sædvanen! Giv Mig hel... også med kvindskabs dirigent! I love You! Du manglede bære! <3
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