https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/po-tes-perdus
Translation above
Sculpture de Léo Ferré à Monaco par Blaise Devissi.

Sur un texte de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://soundcloud.com/gaidodaniel06
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Voix : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Music : Myckaël Marcovic
Vocals : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Poètes perdus

Tu gardes le tempo 
Dans les bras de ta muse
Qui te porte déjà
Au bout de ta mémoire
Qui creuse dans tes mains
Tant de portées d'amour
Tu rayonnes déjà
Sous leurs calices de feu

Refrain :
Léo, Léo, Léo
Les violons de tes nuits
Te fredonnent les notes
Des poètes perdus

Demain, tu trouveras 
Le parfum du mystère 
Qui sillonne la terre 
Au fond de quelques joies 
Dans le son des hautbois 
Quand tu chantes la vie 
Tes soirs de liberté 
Sur ton piano d'azur
(refrain)

Debout dans le brouillard 
L'hiver, tu resteras 
Les putains de la mort 
Et les maîtres de Dieu 
Et tous ces fous de feu 
Te souffleront les mots 
Venus de l'au-delà 
Une nuit de sabbat
(refrain)

Paroles de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 26/02/2024

With text by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://soundcloud.com/gaidodaniel06
Sculpture of Léo Ferré in Monaco by Blaise Devissi.

Lost poets

You keep the tempo
In the arms of your muse
Who already carries you
At the end of your memory
Digging in your hands
So many spans of love
You're already glowing
Under their chalices of fire

Refrain :
Léo, Léo, Léo
The violins of your nights
Hum to you the notes
Of lost poets
Tomorrow you'll find
The scent of mystery
That crisscrosses the earth
In the depths of some joy
In the sound of oboes
When you sing of life
Your evenings of freedom
On your azure piano
(refrain)

Standing in the fog
L'hiver, tu resteras
The whores of death
And God's masters
And all those madmen of fire
Will whisper words to you
From beyond
A Sabbath night
(refrain)

Words by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 26/02/2024

Poètes perdus (Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel / Myckaël Marcovic)

Goodnight Irene

Gave Her All My Love

Travis Scott - God's Country (prod.by Honeybadger.)

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El transporte en nuestra islita caribeña siempre ha sido conflicto, y en estos tiempos de cambio climatico y desafios economicos, una bicicleta es un acto de resistencia. con ese clima festivo esta canción nos muestra un lado creativo y esperanzador de la adversidad. perfecto para la primavera.

Lyrics La Bicicleta

Hoy te voy pasa a busca en la bicicleta
Estoy pa ponerte musiquit repa

Mi dinero no lo hago pa viajar en taxis
No pago pasajes
No te me pongas pija porque yo no estoy pa andar viajando nave
Toy reventao y no hay más na
A este año vamo a da pedale
Ando en viela miciela pura adrenalina
Voy a regalarte

Hay sol bueno y carretera
Mi sal es de sudor y tiene lágrimas y penas 
Y aunque apriete la tristeza
Voy a darte como el sol le da a la primavera

Con la sangre de esta tierra
Se alimenta una pasión que es como una hoguera
Ya me quema la candela
Cuando la cosa está que arde hay que darle pierna

Tobías Alfonso, Edu O'Bourke

Tobías Alfonso, Edu O'Bourke, Adamdux - La Bicicleta

When someone you love moves a very long way ...

Bittersweet

You have moved across the world
So far away
Though I love you still
You’re not coming back

I’m so proud of all you’ve done
So far away
With a loving family
You’re there to stay

I have got such mixed up feelings
They are just so bittersweet
I’ve got such mixed up feelings
They are just so bittersweet
I’m so proud and yet I miss you
It’s just all so bittersweet
Only when we’re back together 
Is it not so bittersweet

Though I love where you live
And the life you lead
I can’t help 
Missing you
You’re so far away

You have moved across the world
So far away
Though I love you still
You’re not returning
So far away

It’s bittersweet

Lyrics by Phil Hawker


Bittersweet

Originally this track was an instrumental I wrote for my friend, Bobby Lincoln, so that he could  add some vocals. That version appears on the album 'Behind the Facade' by Lincoln-Hawker. This is my own version of the song.

The Old Oak Tree

I don’t know a lot but I can see                                          
That the world’s gone mad officially                                                    
The government’s there to set the rules                                     
Not to crack open wine, treat us all like fools 
Hypocritically
                          
I gotta admit I don’t much care                                                          
As long as people keep out of my long dark hair                                      
The sun is out I’m relaxed and free,
Gonna sip my beer under the old oak tree 
                                       
Old oak tree, old oak tree		     
Bet you could tell me a tale or two,                                              
Perched as you are strategically high on the top of the hill                                                      
You shed your leaves deciduously                                                     
Not bothered by the rain or the winter freeze                                        
Hope you don’t mind if I shelter under you for a while                                                                
From the heat of the summer sun.
                        
Movin’ forward ain’t easy for me                                              
Lazin’ with no cares under the old oak tree                                             
Gotta descend from this peaceful haven                                     
Join the rat race 
Not the life I’m cravin’  
That’s for sure

Old oak tree, old oak tree		     
Bet you could tell me a tale or two                                              
Perched as you are strategically high on the top of the hill                                                                                                                                                                                                
Been struggling to cope with the pace of life                                  
Added to my worries gone and got me a wife                                   
Let me share some precious time with you                                       
Away from the panic and away from the strife
                     
Back on the treadmill earning some cash                                                     
Got a wife to support after the wedding bash                                            
Casting my mind to that time gone by                                      
Back to that old oak tree and the warmth of the summer sun                                     

Trouble free under that old oak tree in the sun 
That summer sun,                         
Old oak tree
Old oak tree                                       
Where my worries were just a distant memory

Memory


Music, vocals and production by Phil Hawker
Lyrics by Bobby Lincoln


Travis Scott - God's Country (prod.by Honeybadger.)

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