Пора собираться за облака – Леонид Латынин | Musical Poetry 2025

#surrealism #AIart #grok #music #midjourney Latynin Universe / @msdnv — a poetic AI project blending word, music, and surreal imagery into one metaphysical narrative. Poetry: Leonid Latynin Concept & editing: Darja Vorontsova (@msdnv) Text support & generative script: GPT-5 Music: Suno AI Illustration & animation: Midjourney, Grok AI Latynin Universe / @msdnv — a series of poetry videos where words, music, and artificial intelligence merge into a single reality. / @LeonidLatynin-ь6т Music: Suno AI Illustrations and animation: Midjourney, Grok AI Lyrics: Leonid Latynin Concept and editing: Daria Vorontsova (@msdnv) Text support and generative script: GPT-5 Each video is a meeting of the human voice, machine harmony, and philosophical dream. Violins sound like memory; darkness shimmers with gold; silence becomes music. [Intro – instrumental prelude] (violin begins softly, rhythmic heartbeat in cello) (harp shimmers like rain of light) (organ breathes undercurrent warmth) (bells mark a quiet pulse—the rhythm of time) [Verse I – tenor, human and clear] The soul seethed, sang, and grew tired. And the day went on, breathing and not fading. And my heart pounded against the metal sphere, That had long ago divided us in two. [Choral echo – Latin, only last two lines] Cor pulsabat ad sphaeram ferream, Iam diu nos in duas partes divisit. --- [Verse II – tenor brighter, with harp emphasis] In your hands, crimson roses smoldered, A smile wandered like a shadow across your face. The swing swung on the hill without us, And the butterflies shed their pollen. [Choral echo – Latin] In colle sine nobis pendebant laetitiae, Et papiliones pulverem amiserunt. --- [Verse III – rising emotional energy] And there was plenty of time for this, And we were both once related. And you flew in green and scarlet, To see the coveted dreams point-blank. [Choral echo – Latin] Ad te volabas in viridi et rubro, Ut somnia ardentia videres. --- [Verse IV – strings swell, tenor expressive] Like a violin playing the night's flood, Melodies of those invisible from the darkness. The birches stood crooked and askew, Watching us slowly circle. [Choral echo – Latin] Betulae stabant oblique et pravae, Spectabant quomodo lente volvimur. --- [Final verse – full resonance, light and breath] The grasshoppers chirp their drunken trills, The moon, half the sky, rolls lightly. Oh, how good it was, we flew and sang, It's time to gather behind the clouds. [Choral echo – Latin] O quam pulchre volavimus et cecinimus, Tempus est ascendere supra nubes. --- [Final coda – choir and organ, uplifting finale] Ave lumen aeternum, Spiritus in nubibus. Ave lumen aeternum, Spiritus in nubibus. (violin ascends like light, harp sparkles, organ breath fades, choir resolves into stillness) Where strings remember, shadows breathe, and silence becomes sound — a dialogue between the human soul and the artificial dream. #msdnv #LatyninUniverse #AIart #AIpoetry #AImusic #poeticcinema #surrealism #conceptualart #artminimalism #steampunkfantasy #digitalalchemy #dreamrealism #AIanimation #midjourneyart #veo2 #grokai #sunoai#short #shorts #shortvideo #dashav