Havasi has been featured on this website more than once over the past 5 years. In Havasi My Homeland, he has once again produced a music composition and film that you the poetic moments in a child will come out in appreciation.
Credits for HAVASI — Szülőföldem (My Homeland)
Composed and performed by: HAVASI
Dohnanyi Symphony Orchestra Budafok
Arranger: Peter Pejtsik
Vocals: Edina “Mókus” Szirtes
Flute: Balazs “Dongó” Szokolay
Peter Pejtsik, Violin
Poem: “Nem tudhatom” by Miklos Radnoti
Recited by: Akos Koszegi
Producer and Creative Director: Csaba Marjai
Editor: Peter Vigh
Sound Engineer: Gabor Juhos
Music Production Director: Miklos Lukacs
Special thanks to Bence Lang
Photos: Adam Jäger (https://termeszetfoto.wordpress.com/), Janos Vajda, Karoly Chochol, Zsolt Szamosvary
Havasi My Homeland
Allow me to express my appreciation to everyone who collaborated/contributed to this beautiful poetic Havasi My Homeland sounds of music.
Just as you listened to the Poem: “Nem tudhatom” by Miklos Radnoti in Havasi My Homeland, in like fashion you have come to expect from the Product of Culture website writers, after a major feature such as this, here is a new poem.
Home a Beautiful Word in Paradise
Home started as a beautiful word in paradise
Whether we were born in paradise or not, it is a condition we are trying to get back
The comfort and love of a Mother
The strength and wisdom of a Father
Do you miss home, do you feel all alone
Are you my friend
Then will we walk together this bend
It is not the path that is out of joint, but us pitiable human children
Are you my sister
Then are you proud to be in the same family name as I am of you
Never mislead by social structures that are meant to alienate ones who are family members at heart
Are you my brother
Then will you loyally stick with me and watch over me like no other
Always making strenuous efforts to lighten each other’s burdens until we can get home to Mother.
Home started in paradise. It is time for all who truly feel this way to say out loud what you have been saying privately in your heart and mind: Father, Mother, I want to come home.
Paradise, our Home, are just a few more mountains away.
J.L.jr – James Lynch