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لالایی عربی/ مینا دریس

Mohsen Namjoo - Shiveye Nooshin Laban

عباس کیارستمی | درخت در تنهایی، درخت‌تر است

Mishnaic Gateways of Intention is a sonic ascent into the mystical architecture of the Mishnah. Each track transforms halachic frameworks and sacred texts into cinematic, ancient-modern compositions. The album fuses epic temple orchestration with spiraling Hebrew vocals, immersive FX, and spiritual depth drawn from Sefer Yetzirah, the Bahir, and Chazal's most esoteric teachings.

The songs journey through dimensional gates of Shabbat, prayer, sacred space, and human-divine interaction. From Honi's rain circle to Nicanor’s gate, from doorways of intention to the dualities of "two that are four"—this album dissolves the boundary between legal code and inner cosmos.

Each piece is crafted to transport the listener—across worlds, through intentions, and into the deep echo of time-altering mitzvah.

Track 1 Mishnah Shabbat (2:4)

Empty Benches
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

The benches are all empty
The old people are all gone
Hard to say where they go
Have they really gone home?

They were scattered in the park
Some conservatively gray
Others in bright colors
Like chocolates on a tray

Some alone took up a bench
Or in pairs sat in silence
Some not caring about convention
In animated conversations

Some walked, carried their dogs
Others struggled, pulled along
Headphones on their head
They muttered some old song

[instrumental]

I wish I was a little older
And it was time to go home
As it is I walk the park
I seem to always walk alone

When you are a little younger
You still have dreams and hopes
Still working on your schemes
But you are running out of rope

I wish I was a little older
And I no longer had such thoughts
Whatever dreams I may still have
I think I may have bought

My dreams are not my own
I saw them in a store
Not something I have grown
Left me wanting a bit more

It won't be long before it's time
I will no longer have to walk
I'll take my bench and spend the day
'Till it's time to go away

[instrumental]

It won't be long before it's time
I will no longer have to walk
I'll take my bench and spend the day
'Till it's time to go away

[outro]

Empty Benches (B)

Dive into the hauntingly beautiful world of “Shaman Solace.” This song is a journey through melancholy and resilience, told through the metaphor of a lone, sad tree weathering the storms of time. With its gentle melody and poetic lyrics, “Shaman Solace” explores the quiet strength we find in moments of sorrow and the enduring power of the human spirit. Let the ethereal soundscape wash over you and find solace in the storm. #ShamanSolace #Acoustic #Folk #IndieFolk #SingerSongwriter #Melancholic #Ethereal #Atmospheric #SadSong #Contemplative #SadTree #Nature #Resilience #Time #InnerStrength #Poetry #Lyrical #Storms #NewMusic #IndieArtist #SoundCloud #MusicDiscovery #NowPlaying

Timid Nature

[Verse 1]
I should have known
You would be
Stoically listening
To the sound 
To the sound as the feet hit the the ground of the pavement
To echoes of whispered bereavement

[Verse 2]
I should have known
You would be
Sleeplessly pacing
Your room in the gloom of the news cast
Words falling fast
Ears straining for peace

[Bridge]
Warn winter clothes
Our soul stretched thin
By the ricochet of hope found and taken
Bruised by the whims of those
Casting stones
On the wrong side of history

[Verse 4]
I will not disappear
My hand in yours
We will not disappear
For the whims of those
Casting stones
On the wrong side of history

Lament of a Mother (On the Loss of Civil Liberties)

Majaz

Masâr

In love_kiyarash sanjarani🌌

asheghe in taraneh hastam... <3
تو چون بودی با تو تنها بودم
تو خاموش و من هم گویا بودم
تو چون رفتی من سراپا دردم
چو باز آیی خاکستر سردم

نه آن ابرم که دهم به جهان ثمری
نه آن برقم که بود به سرم شرری
مگر دودم یا رب
نه بارانم که گلی دمد از نفسم
نه طوفانم که بلا رسد از هوسم
چه نقشی بودم یا رب


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International Music Composer/Producer, Author, Radio Host & Spiritual Counselor

Track 1 Mishnah Shabbat (2:4)

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