you made me fall in love with country Ana

see what different styles of music does with your voice!!! country good for you !!!

FANTASTICO... è SABATO SERA, MA STO SENTENDO UN ARIA DOMENICALE!!! MI PIACE MOLTISSIMO, GRANDE FEATURING!!! VOICE AND BEAT SUPERB :D

The 7th EP of "past is the verse"

-Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/61WDY5gOzzhD7VRlNXKy4u

-Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/album/calm-calm/1560415883

-Amazon Music
https://music.amazon.co.jp/albums/B09173RCC7

-bandcamp
https://pastverse.bandcamp.com/track/calm-calm

Calm Calm

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lilac wine. rest ing peace. i'm really sorry.

Lilac Wine

Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

Title:  Messin With My Head

Composer/Songwriting Music/Instruments :  BOBBY WATSON
Lyrics: MIKE THOMAS
Producer/Engineering Mix: DU BRAE
Vocals / Melody : ANA ROS

MESSIN WITH MY HEAD - Bobby Watson ft. Ana Ros

A nostalgic look back at childhood…memories of visits to my Acadian grandmother in the Acadian village of Kippens, NL. Honouring the memories of grandmothers everywhere…

This piece was created during a Fredericton Arts Alliance Residency. Guitar music composed and performed by Bryan McDaniel.

Strawberries

Sliding down with my shovel and pail
Off in the distance I see a whale
Time to see grandma 
to be nourished and fed

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And strawberries

Morning awake, soft dreams fill my head
Perhaps today I will be fairy led
The smell of wild clover
Over and over, it is spread

The grass has grown a mile above my head
I can make it dance and never be seen
You’d think you watching inside of a dream
Now home to grandma in her strawberry bed.

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

It’s so sweet that you want repeat
It’s so sweet that you want to repeat

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

Strawberries

Dollar General

Room With a View

No title for this one yet,so all suggestions welcome.

Careless and immortal
Time goes drifting by
Turning full circle
No time to say goodbye

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Behold the gift of hindsight
If only we had known
Contempt for our birthright
Trouble is homegrown

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Project 27.05.23

short PV↓🎞️↓
https://www.instagram.com/reel/C0HSqByS7kY/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

created a song that incorporates Japanese instruments!🎍😊🎍
thank you for listening！！

DAW: Cubase pro 12

kotokoto #7

A dreamy reverie of through composed thoughts... no attention to meter, tempo, just relishing in the moment... I hope you will too!

Reverie

The Jam

Progressive composition at the junction of genres and a great experiment with instruments
https://open.spotify.com/album/0gx9aL3qFniJoeKJGJ5JqO?si=gfgfrIcXQqCODxCXdMF82A
https://www.instagram.com/terra_sapiens/
https://www.facebook.com/terrasapiens/
https://terrasapiens.bandcamp.com/
https://www.youtube.com/c/HomoSapiens3/featured

Terra Sapiens - Der Schwarze Geist

Hi GUYS ❤️ 

So sorry😞 if youve been  "unfollowed", i had to clean up my site because SoundCloud has blocked this account for some reason eventhough I am not always logged in.  
So I am checking for bugs . I will resume to support your music when I return.

Thank you for understanding

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MESSIN WITH MY HEAD - Bobby Watson ft. Ana Ros

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