I imagine I could join them like a train, a ship or a plane.
Especially if they come from the West going to the East,
I am longing for to follow them: to my roots, where my mother lived: in Poland.
The wonderful jazz composition NUAGES = CLOUDS = WOLKEN
by the legendary Gypsy artist Django Reinhardt always helps me to imagine,
that I could join the clouds on their journey to Poland,
to that little lake, where my mother once was born:
maybe these cities and villages – or their names – do not exist anymore;
the name of the little lake, where she dreamed to escape towards the West,
was ANKROW lake – I should try to search via google, I’ve never been there…
2) my friend Andrey Shilov, Ukraine, playing NUAGES:
3) my guitar teacher Kai playing NUAGES on my guitar:
4) the original by the genius himself:
5) modern top guitarist Tommy Emmanuel: