BrunuhVille, a pseudonym for Bruno Miguel Correia José, is an independent c… Read Full Bio ↴BrunuhVille, a pseudonym for Bruno Miguel Correia José, is an independent composer from Portugal. He was born 22 July 1989 in Coimbra, Portugal. He is said to create a world of magic and fantasy between the fusion of Emotional, Orchestral, Celtic, Folk, Movie, Ethnic and World music. Highly inspired by Fantasy Music, his influences include soundtrack composers like Hans Zimmer, Jeremy Soule and Howard Shore.
Similar artists include Adrian von Ziegler, Celestial Aeon Project and Peter Gundry.
Similar artists include Adrian von Ziegler, Celestial Aeon Project and Peter Gundry.
The Elven Prophecy
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@judielaw
In ancient times, in a far away land,
Lost in a forest, forgotten by man,
The whispering trees, they sang a lament,
A prophecy told, is how their song went.
The sun became moon, winter kissed spring,
With no one hear them, did they still sing?
The seasons were passing, in an endless flow,
Green upon gold, wind upon snow.
Silence it came, hushed was the wood,
Until one day, in that forest she stood,
Lost in the beauty, she stumbled and knelt,
Gasping in awe, as the snow it did melt.
Raising her eyes, hardly daring to breathe,
She reached her hand out, touching the trees,
Knowledge it flowed, from forest to heart,
The song then began, the adventure can start.
She must now leave here, to travel with fate,
To seek out the meaning, her destiny can't wait,
The trees standing silent, just a whispering wind,
As a legend is born, and a prophecy begins.
© Ekaterina 2015
Thank you for the inspiration Mr Bruno, you sound incredible ♥
@lolly2205able
The night is silent
The stars shine soft
The moon beams proudly high above
The nix are playing for wood nymphs fair
As the moonlight catches in golden hair
The footsteps soft
The sound so vague
Her very presence quite opaque
The shadows play with light on chin
When Luna finds
Her elven skin
@julianshi8893
The Kingdoms rose and fell,
Man came and went,
Kings Rising and Falling,
Nature reclaiming what was left.
Old Legends forgotten, Beautiful Lands washed away,
The Old times gone, with men so-ever immersed in their greed.
As men turned to Machines, the old religions forgotten, only alive in story, regarded as fiction.
But, in a castle forlorn, in a treasury searched, there lay a scroll, with written script.
The prophecy was left, of the Gods coming back.
The old lands and legends came alive.
The prophecy came true,
The Doom of Mandos, alive it were,
Never dead, only delayed.
The Land was refashioned, the Elves came back,
Enlightened men, with sight-ever far,
The Elves sang, sang of times forgotten,
And so, a prophecy was forged.
The Earth destroyed, a new one came,
Becoming flat, once again.
The Greed of men, halted it were, at such beauty and peace.
Eru Illuvitar, declared that men and elves, the firstborn, shall come back,
And live in peace.
Dwarves, also, long feud forgotten, in the world that would be known,
As the Kingdoms of Manwe, son of Illuvitar.
~~Tolkien names in this poem, be warned.
@abdulhamithn
Krallıklar, yükseldi ve yıkıldı.
İnsanlar, doğdu ve öldü.
Krallıklar, doğuyor ve ölüyor.
Doğa yeniliyor, son bulanı.
Efsaneler unutuldu, güzelim topraklar kayboldu.
Eski devirler son buldu, insanların hırsları yüzünden.
İnsanlar makineleşti, adetler unutuldu.
Sadece hikayelerde kaldı, masaldır denildi...
Fakat, sahipsiz bir kalede, bir hazine sandığında,
Kıvrılmış bir kağıtta elle yazılmış bir şiir:
Kehanet bitti, tanrıların kanunu geri dönüyor.
O eski topraklar ve efsaneler diriliyor,
Kehanet gerçekleşiyor.
Mandos'un kaderi canlanıyor,
O ölmemişti ki yalnız oyalanmıştı.
Toprak süsleniyor kendince, Elfler geri dönüyor.
Aydınlanan insanlar, ebediyetin ışığıyla...
Elfler söylüyorlar şimdi, unutulmuş zamanların şarkılarını.
Ve böylece, bir kehanet kazılıyor zihinlere:
Eski dünya yok oldu, artık yenisi var.
Açıkça olan şey, bir kez daha...
Hırsları son buldu insanların, barışın ve zerafetin zamanı şimdi.
Eru Illuvitar, insanlara ve elflere dedi ki: -"Yeniden doğmuşluğumuzla gidiyoruz."
Ve barış hüküm sürdü.
Ve cüceler, unuttular bunca zamanki düşmanlıklarını,
Manwe'deki krallar gibi, Illuvitar'ın oğlu gibi...
@NessaValentine
A long time ago, where now known as Europe, existed a young girl that will carry the fate of her people on her shoulders. Her lineage was worthy to finish with a curse. She lived hidden in order to carry out her mission, being the last of her family able to complete the task. A guardian angel will accompany her on this journey, across magic places, terribles moments, happiness and pain... And their souls will be linked forever, both in life and in death...
"The blood that runs through our veins is what separates us" Camilla...
I want to thank you, Mr. BrunuhVille, for sharing your beautiful compositions with the world, which are inspiring me to write a book. Let me know if I can mention the songs that have helped me to carry out this project. It would be an honor for me to mention this masterpieces with the deserved recognition to its author. A lot of blessings for you, and again, thank you so much for the privilege of listening your compositions.
With Love:
Vanessa Valentine Belmont
@ironjohn
"The elven words by the end have no special meaning. I was going to write my own meaning to them in the video but I thought that I should let them meaningless so each one of you can imagine your own story behind the words."
As a person who knows neither English nor German, I only have to say in my own mother tongue that what BrunuhVille thought (you thought) came through. The person lies down on their bed or on the floor and imagines for the elf sentence a story created by their own emotions. This is one of my favorite songs.
“Reality is for people that lack imagination.”
/Hayao Miyazaki/
"Normality is a smoothly paved road; It is comfortable to walk on, but no flowers grow on it."
/Vincent Van Gogh/
@TeamRemForever
The fantasy genre has been my ultimate obsession for 15 years now. From dragons, elves, griffins, goblins, dwarves, wizards, sorcerers, magic, epic battles, YOU NAME IT!!!!!!
@aubreyhuff46
I like the isekai sub-genre of fantasy.
@Mornienna
ELVES!
@jedbautista9731
Dude just fucking Astral Project to the Astral Plane. LOL
@regayudafitra6236
Play mabinogi,it have all of it,and the story,i bet you like it,it really make you being a main character in fantasy world
@ironjohn
“Reality is for people that lack imagination.”
/Hayao Miyazaki/
"Normality is a smoothly paved road; It is comfortable to walk on, but no flowers grow on it."
/Vincent Van Gogh/
@gatordogpuppy2006
I have to thank J.R.R Tolkein for making elves into the graceful beings they are today <3
@jaimeeking4711
Amen to that!
@cvernon5256
This has nothing to do with elves or Tolkien, but I want vampires to be what they were prior: brutal monsters. They can keep the sensuality and all the other addendums to them, but terrible, blood-drinking nigh stalkers is what I wish they were in popular media. Albeit, the Legacy of Kain vampires are splendid, too.
@Nokyyyyy
@@cvernon5256 maybe make 2 types if vampires ?
"Nicer" ones and more monster others ?