This song corresponds to the bilingual world we live in (and the madness into which the world is slipping more and more):
Vérité Enterrée – Buried Truth
J'ai traversé les rues sous la lumière - artificial light that leads nowhere. 
Dans cette ville où tout le monde marche - after these lies so large.
Tout le monde - walks alone - Tout le monde - lives in silicone.
You and I we make noise this night, without voice, truth being noise.
Les ombres dansent sur les murs - show us what once was sure.
Chaque pas – could bring truth ahead -  quand ce sera jamais - truth is never said. 
Tout le monde - is alone. Tout le monde - lives in silicone.
Toi et moi on bruit dans cette nuit – but only we. 
Perdu dans la foule, mais trouvant du réconfort - dans notre monde à part, s'échapper d'un trésor
Tout le monde - flees from the treasure. - Tout le monde - leaves truth in seizure.
Toi et moi on bruit dans cette nuit - without voice, truth being nose.
Perdu dans la foule, mais trouvant du réconfort - dans notre monde à part, s'échapper d'un trésor
Tout le monde - flees from the treasure. - Tout le monde - leaves truth in seizure.
Toi et moi on bruit dans cette nuit - without voice, truth being nose.


Vérité Enterrée - Buried Truth

My two chords song =)

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Porque as canções precisam ser longas e complicadas?
Letras, acordes, progressões, tão elaboradas

Vozes, batidas, harmonias
Rimas, acordes, melodias
AABA, verso, pré, refrão
E a ponte

O que buscas quando complica?
Prefiro o que permanece quando simplifica

Porque as pessoas precisam ser tão complicadas?
Egos, razões e desculpas tão elaboradas

Carro, sapato, penteado
Perfume importado
Papel cumprido e status
Com o coração abandonado

O que buscas quando complica?
Prefiro o que permanece quando simplifica

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Why do songs have to be so long and complicated?
Lyrics, chords, progressions, so elaborate

Voices, beats, harmonies
Rhymes, chords, melodies
AABA, verse, pre, chorus
And the bridge

What do you look for when you complicate?
I prefer what remains when you simplify

Why do people have to be so complicated?
Egos, reasons and excuses so elaborate

Car, shoes, hairstyle
Imported perfume
Role fulfilled and status
With the heart abandoned

What do you look for when you complicate?
I prefer what remains when you simplify

Simplifique-se

Belle (JohnSAS Remix)

Belle (JohnSAS Remix-AbsolutUnsa)

This song came from a place of emotional conflict, where love and ambition kind of collide. I was in this space where everything around me felt blurry... all these people, all this noise, all this movement, but then there's that one person who still has this quiet hold on you. And yet, even in that connection, we keep spinning in circles, never really landing anywhere.

I wanted to capture what it feels like to choose your passion, your stage, your voice, your art, over a relationship that’s lost its clarity. That line, ‘I’d rather work a microphone than work on us,’ is really personal. Because when I’m on that stage, or in the studio, I feel seen. I feel loved in a way I don’t always get in real life. There’s a kind of euphoria in being heard by strangers that sometimes feels more real than intimacy with someone who’s grown distant.

The second verse dives deeper, waking up to noise, to expectations, to people calling your name, but the one name you want to hold onto is already slipping. And you’re left asking yourself: why are we still running if we’ve both already let go?

It's bittersweet, it’s raw, and it’s real. This isn’t a breakup song in the traditional sense, it’s more like... a confession. Of choosing yourself, even if it hurts.

Tasha- Microphone [ Demo]

Karen decided to leave in the spring, said she no longer believed anything
That I told her, or promised, or even most of what she saw.
Maybe it should, but I have to admit, 
Her leaving did not surprise me a bit.
I’m just surprised that she managed to say goodbye at all.

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any less.

I can see now it was destined to fail. She was the wind and I was the sail.
And the wind was so much that I couldn’t keep up …
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great. 
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any 

Karen was gone, so too was the wind. Left to imagine just what might have been.
And my imagination wasn’t up to the task.
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great.
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late


Easy - The Commodores (Cover)

André Torii

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