In the gentle twilight of a fading day,
A whisper echoes from across the miles,
A chance, a fleeting glimpse, a luminous ray—
Hold tight, for music’s magic still beguiles.
Netherlands, oh land of tulips and tides,
A final call to hearts that beat in tune,
A memory’s echo where nostalgia resides,
A final chance to bask beneath the moon.
“Holding Back the Years”—a title that whispers,
Through four decades, a soulful refrain,
From Simply Red’s melodic vessels,
To stir the soul, to ease the pain.
In Santiago’s cinemas, a sacred space,
Where stories unfold in flickering light,
A celebration of a timeless grace,
A concert in shadows, a burst of delight.
The band, the voice—Mick Hucknall’s charm,
A voice that’s both tender and fierce,
A melody’s embrace, a gentle arm,
A song that can heal, that can pierce.
Forty years of rhythm, of love, of loss,
Of stories woven in soulful tune,
A journey that defies the cosmic toss,
A testament to the power of the moon.
On June 14, the curtains will rise,
In select cinemas, a shared dream,
Where echoes of the past will reprise,
And hearts will soar on a collective stream.
Remember when the years were young,
When music was the only truth,
When every note was a song unsung,
A balm for the weary youth.
Now, in the glow of cinematic light,
A final chance to hold the years,
To dance again in the fading night,
To wipe away the stubborn tears.
Imagine the sea of faces,
United in a silent prayer,
Singing along to familiar places,
Lost in the music’s tender care.
For some, it’s a walk down memory lane,
For others, a new discovery bright,
A moment to shed all pain,
And bask in pure delight.
Let the images flicker and dance,
Let the melodies fill your soul,
In that sacred cinematic trance,
Feel once again complete and whole.
The timeless tunes will softly play,
A soundtrack to our lives’ ascent,
Reminding us that every day,
Holds a moment heaven-sent.
So, mark your calendar, don’t delay,
June 14, a night to recall,
A final chance to cherish and sway,
To Simply Red’s musical call.
In cinemas, in collective grace,
We gather to celebrate,
The years that time cannot erase,
The songs that still resonate.
Netherlands, your last embrace,
A gift of music, pure and true,
A memory to hold in space,
A forever moment just for you.
Come, let’s hold back the years once more,
In the glow of cinematic cheer,
An encore of love that we adore,
A night that’s forever near.
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