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Grant Comin is a composer and performer from Alberta, Canada. Grant studied classical piano from a young age, and has his associate's diploma in piano performance from Canada's Royal Conservatory of Music. He is currently based in Edmonton studying composition at MacEwan University. He enjoys writing in different genres and for different ensembles, and has written for strings, jazz band, funk band, and for solo voice and piano. Grant can be contacted at realgrant.comin@gmail.com
Song background:

This is a piano solo arrangement of one of my favourite French hymns, "Souviens-toi." The original melody is a theme by the composer Antonin Dvořák, from the 2nd movement of his "New World" symphony, and the tune is also used for the hymn "Goin' Home." I also included a nod to "O My Father" as an interlude, since the words share a similar theme. All these hymns are about the wonder of our heavenly home, and the hope that we can return there one day.

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Lyrics: Souviens-toi, mon enfant: Tes parents divins
Te serraient dans leurs bras, ce temps n'est pas loin.
Aujourd'hui, tu es là, présent merveilleux,
Ton regard brille encore du reflet des cieux.
Parle-moi, mon enfant, de ces lieux bénis
Car pour toi est léger le voile d'oubli.

Souviens-toi, mon enfant des bois, des cités.
Pouvons-nous ici-bas les imaginer?
Et le ciel jusqu'au soir, est-il rose ou gris?
Le soleil attend-il la neige ou la pluie?
Con-te-moi, mon en-fant, la couleur des près
Et le chant des oiseaux d'un monde oublié.

Souviens-toi, mon enfant: À l'aube des temps,
Nous étions des amis jouant dans le vent.
Puis un jour, dans la joie nous avons choisi
D'accepter du Seigneur le grand plan de vie.
Ce soir-là, mon enfant, nous avons promis
Par l'amour, par la foi, d'être réunis.
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