Valse aérienne et tout en grâce qui me fait tourner le tête...

What a beautiful composition! Very Strauss in parts - lovely use of tempo.

So love your piano skills and innovation!

very enchanting and wonderful chord progression. I really like it🎵🎼🎹👏

Love the spacing of your phrasing and the emotion infused into this little dance.  Bravo.

Beautiful & inspiring. Warms the heart with its sonic pictures

Beautiful one. Gives me feeling to wear tuxedo and bow tie to dance the ball

[original guitar score by @john-byrne-117035719]

When I watched you from a paper cloud,
my paper cloud
was overflown with all the
beauty there could be.

And then it was time
to tumble down, can't turn around,
but every choice I made
made a smaller me.

And when I looked around
my world so small, no world at all
I remembered all the colors
I'd seen from above.

And I decided to enjoy the fall
dive into the rotten dirt
and dig me up some love.

This plane is going down,
but it's the screaming
of the air that awoke us

Good time to take a look around
and find the way to plummet
with an unrelenting focus

Yeah, this plane is going down, down, down
but it's still holding up,
and it ain't down yet.

Great time to use up all that focus
I need to burn my way
down to zero in regret.

[ zero in regre-e-et, e-et ]

So when I take you
by the neck and waist
then spin around,
it's like I'm dancing
with a much braver me.

Let's never plan
to settle down, nor settle for
anything less than everything
there is to do and be.

This plane may be going down
but nothing short of
a mountainside can block us.
It's time to move those feet around
we can dance circles 'round the world
when all we've got is focus.

[ Swing with me.
Take a swing with me.
We'll take a swing at everything there is
to do, and to be.
There's so much to do
and to be... ]

You're invited to my paper cloud—
my paper cloud
makes all possible beauty plain to see.

This plane's still going down,
it's going down, it's going down,
but it ain't down yet.
There's always time to
work our way down to
zero in regret.

We will watch the world
grow bigger in our eyes.
We will burn every last drop of fuel
on nothing will suffice.

Support John

Zero In Regret (with John Byrne)

Angels

N.I.B. Black Sabbath Cover

(translation above)

La pyrowoman

Sa danse laissait des séquelles
Quand son miroir aux allumettes
Faisait jaillir des étincelles
Chez ceux qui rêvaient de conquête

Avec un seul regard de braise
Elle enflammait toute la salle
Qui suffoquait dans la fournaise
Des pensées les moins virginales

Refrain :
Elle n’était pas une pyromane
Ni par désir, ni par démence,
C’est la danse qui par essence
L’allumait en pyrowoman

Tout flambant neuf, le sol de scène
Planchait sur la meilleure manière
De quoi garder un peu de veine
Sous l’incandescente incendiaire

Un jeune pompier, à l’évidence,
Déjà en burn-out pour elle
Dans le brasier, d’un coup, s’élance
Pour stopper sa danse antigel
(refrain)

Et dans sa veste protectrice
Il est devenu inflammable
Son cœur brûlait, grisant délice,
Jusqu’à déborder de vocables.

Il s’épousèrent dans l’ambulance,
Puisque tous deux étaient de mèche.
Dans leur foyer, l’union fut dense
D’où naquirent beaucoup de flammèches
(refrain)

Paroles et musique, Myckaël Marcovic, 
15/02/2022

The pyrowoman

Her dance left its mark
When her matchbox mirror
Made sparks fly
In those who dreamed of conquest

With a single glance of ember
She set the whole room on fire
Who suffocated in the furnace
Of the less virginal thoughts

Chorus :
She was not a pyromaniac
Neither by desire, nor by dementia,
It is the dance which by essence
Lit her up as a pyrowoman

All brand new, the stage floor
Planned on the best way
Of what to keep a little vein
Under the incandescent fire

A young fireman, obviously,
Already in burn-out for her
In the blaze, suddenly, rushes
To stop his antifreeze dance
(chorus)

And in his protective jacket
He became flammable
His heart burned, intoxicating delight,
Until it overflowed with words.

They married in the ambulance,
Since both were in cahoots.
In their home, the union was dense
From which were born many flames
(chorus)

Words and music, Myckaël Marcovic, 
13/04/2022

La Pyrowoman

You Are So Beautiful

Borrowed my wife's guitar to make this track, think this will fit well with two other guitar based tracks I have...

String Theory

Nothing New

YouTube

Spotify

Waltz

Once Upon A Time

R-Soul Collab-Version: https://soundcloud.com/russell-lorenz-526500824/things-that-fall-from-your?si=30e3493221994c559bf30b37bf59e333&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I don't want to destroy my first Demo-Upload. 
It is so sweet with the background laughing. So i create a new Version of this song.
Please check out the collab of this song with R-Soul. He lovingly added drums and backing vocals to this song.


Lyrics:
Sometimes things will happen, that can never be explained 
As by magic, they will stagger fall to the ground in pain.
Like a statue, anchored to its grounding 
They’ve lost the touch.

The stone you picked up at the shore on your holiday.
Has lain under water for many, many centuries
Moved only at low tide by the waves and the current.
now gets out of balance

And the things that fall off your shelf
Make me think about myself
How it must feel when there, where once was my place
All that's remains of me is this empty space
 
And while I fall off your shelf.
Pass all these things of beauty and grace
That you have placed with your skill for design and flair
As if between you and them would be a love affair

Everything arranged like a map of your mind 
mirrored on the wooden boards I left behind.
Each place was chosen with precission and care.
Some in a way that no one else would dare.
Some do not seem to fit together at all.
Without you, i feel so small

And when i reenter my place
you can see the tears that run down my face.
Of Joy and Fear 
I swore to you my dear
i will never leave this place here, without you again

Things Fall From Your Shelf - Second Demo

Night Adventure

ALFONSO LLORENTE: ACOUSTIC GUITARS
TOBIAS GONZALEZ: CELLO, STRINGS & PIANO

LLUVIA (Alfonso Llorente)

Alisa educated at the Saint-Petersburg conservatory, and at the Munich Academy of Music and Performing Arts.

Waltz

Alisa Wunder

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