Love your calm melodic voice. And would be pleased to read your words ;-)

This is fantastically written and expressed..very powerful words on the human condition,  Karin

It touches mind and magic...beautiful expressed Karin!

Always an immense pleasure to listen and to read your profoundly poetic texts!

I offer an open collab with some quite similar spoken English and German vocals.  Some time ago Remotely Creative has used these words and created a track I love. He is not on sc anymore, please enjoy his "These days". I would be very happy if these vocals could inspire again, the German lyrics never have been used. Feel free to use the vocals, shorten, sing ... however you want, just credit me and let me know when you have uploaded.

These days I am swamp, I’m mountain and dale. 
I’m deep, I’m steep, I’m dumb and deaf,
my word gets lost on me.						
Landslide is, the year of power passed. 
Screens of fog run through me 
till blind and dark I touch the ground,
still resisting.					 

How may my shield break away  
without pervading sun, 
without meadows floating me green 
and water that allays?
Who climbs free, once my vision has gone
and my strength has turned?
Where to tears me the war?

Scarce years at the bottom of breath -
I’m clouds, I’m abyss and sea. 
Demons and angels rise  				 
My light fades and glints				 
Years run through me
Caught in a circle I surround me  
The world’s beauty mere sensing
Busy life far away.

Has the wall penetrated me, 			 
leaning me bare against the cleft? 
I’m falling not knowing the end.   		 
But in the thick of it you cannot get out.
At times the world reaches hands to me,
at times a river flows through,  
sometimes voices. 
My inner eyes still weighty with tears.		 		

You filled me full, life, glass from which I drink,
Now I’m the mountain that I ascend.
I’m the canyon into which I jump.
My own dance has changed and emptied me.
Silence yet.

Are you quiet, world?
Another door is opening, another view.
Accordance  now 
between soles and the ground,		 
Confine myself to one step, in which I’m whole.
And within me one wakes up, 
whose dance is not exhausted yet, 			 
but innocent and loud.

Here, this bird is mine and his tone am I.
I extend these wings, I paint him colourful. 		 
I throw him the flight.						 
I raise him out of flames, out of calm waiting.		 

Behind the dark horizon there is the sun.  
The sun-hour clears and the nightbark lands. 
The silent sea sets me free 
into a new measure of time.
My step has got other tracks.


Diese Tage bin ich Sumpf, bin Berg und Tal, 
bin tief, bin steil, bin stumm und taub 
und mein Wort verliert sich an mir.
Erdrutsch ist und das Kraftjahr vorbei.
Nebelwände ziehen durch,
bis ich dunkel und blind den Boden berühre.
Und immer noch ist Widerstand. 

Wie soll sich der Panzer lösen, 
wenn die Sonne nicht durchdringt,
wenn Wiesengrün nicht in mich strömt
und Wasser mich nicht stillt?
Wer soll diese Kür vollenden,
wenn die Vision verloren geht 
und die Kraft sich wendet?
Wohin reißt mich der Krieg?

Magere Jahre am Atemgrund.
Wolken bin ich, Abgrund und Meer,
Dämonen und Engel steigen, 
mein Licht verblasst und strahlt. 
Jahre laufen durch mich.
Im Kreis gefangen mich umrunden. 
Wie schön die Welt ist, fernes Ahnen, 
und lautes Leben weit entfernt.

Hat mich die Wand durchdrungen, 
hat mich ans Nichts gelehnt? 
Ich falle und weiß das Ende nicht.
Doch mittendrin steigst du nicht aus.
Die Welt streckt manchmal Hände rein.
Manchmal strömt ein Fluss durch mich,
manchmal Stimmen.
Immer noch sind meine Innenaugen schwer.

Voll gefüllt hast Du mich, Leben,
Glas, aus dem ich trinke!
Ich bin der Berg, den ich erkunde,
Die Schlucht, in die ich springe.
Mein eigener Tanz hat mich gewandelt,
hat mich geleert.
Schweigen jetzt.
 
Schweigst du, Welt?
Eine andere Tür geht auf, ein andrer Blick.
Zwischen meinen Sohlen und dem Boden Einverständnis,
Mich beschränken auf einen Schritt, in dem ich ganz bin.
In mir wacht eine auf, deren Tanz noch unverbraucht,
unschuldig und laut.

Hier, dieser Vogel ist meiner und seine Spannkraft bin ich.
Ich schwelle ihm Flügel, ich male ihn bunt
und werfe ihm den Flug zu,
lasse ihn aus Flammen steigen, aus stillem Warten.

... for the last lines look in: Diese Tage_A1

Invitation Open Collab: These days / Diese Tage (LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION)

This song is inspired by "Dream Catching", a previously released collaboration between Thommo, Ren Faye, and David Dunham.  David and I changed it up a bit here with a different take, giving it somewhat of a Latin flair.  You can hear more of David's superb guitar playing @david-dunhamuser589535203

Dancing on the Veranda (Thommo, David Dunham, Debra Buesking)

Solarized Sky

Harvey & Delores

Type M Meditation

music & production . Enternet Boy @enternetboy
lyrics & vocals . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

remix of original: "och" con myrh
https://soundcloud.com/enternetboy/och-con-myrh

Enternet Boy

"Och" con Myrh (Remix) | Enternet Boy

Progressive funk rock by the Dragonsail Puppets

Shapeshifting cobra with an image burned behind my eyes
This image I give off to you is another disguise

I'm travelling far away because this layer's growing thin
Your world's an onion I am peeling away skin by skin
Yes skin by skin by skin by skin by skin by skin by skin

How many skins till I'm in?

Shapeshifting cobra, still that image burned behind my eyes
I die and I'm reborn into the same familiar light
I'm torn but everything in form is something recognized
The same old visions spun and now I think I'm finally done

I'm going back to the labyrinth to stay
I'm going back to the labyrinth to stay
I'm going back to the labyrinth to stay
Or wear a layer away

A Layer Away

Txalaparta

What started as a piano track turned into something more dynamic. This is my first real dive back into music production that is not world percussion/tribal related. (excluding a remix for my good pal - @muterial )
I had been working on tracks for my current album for a few months focusing solely on that genre, as I wanted it to be a themed release.
Now that is complete, this displays what could be considered a return to form…..and quite liberating!
Then again, I never know what I’m doing
Hope you enjoy it

Mood Exhibit - Remain/Enhance

https://soundcloud.com/augenmerk/sets/invitation-open-collab-these

Diese Tage bin ich Sumpf, bin Berg und Tal, 
bin tief, bin steil, bin stumm und taub 
und mein Wort verliert sich an mir.
Erdrutsch ist und das Kraftjahr vorbei.
Nebelwände ziehen durch,
bis ich dunkel und blind den Boden berühre.
Und immer noch ist Widerstand. 

Wie soll sich der Panzer lösen, 
wenn die Sonne nicht durchdringt,
wenn Wiesengrün nicht in mich strömt
und Wasser mich nicht stillt?
Wer soll diese Kür vollenden,
wenn die Vision verloren geht 
und die Kraft sich wendet?
Wohin reißt mich der Krieg?

Magere Jahre am Atemgrund.
Wolken bin ich, Abgrund und Meer,
Dämonen und Engel steigen, 
mein Licht verblasst und strahlt. 
Jahre laufen durch mich.
Im Kreis gefangen mich umrunden. 
Wie schön die Welt ist, fernes Ahnen, 
und lautes Leben weit entfernt.

Hat mich die Wand durchdrungen, 
hat mich ans Nichts gelehnt? 
Ich falle und weiß das Ende nicht.
Doch mittendrin steigst du nicht aus.
Die Welt streckt manchmal Hände rein.
Manchmal strömt ein Fluss durch mich,
manchmal Stimmen.
Immer noch sind meine Innenaugen schwer.

Voll gefüllt hast Du mich, Leben,
Glas, aus dem ich trinke!
Ich bin der Berg, den ich erkunde,
Die Schlucht, in die ich springe.
Mein eigener Tanz hat mich gewandelt,
hat mich geleert.
Schweigen jetzt.
 
Schweigst du, Welt?
Eine andere Tür geht auf, ein andrer Blick.
Zwischen meinen Sohlen und dem Boden Einverständnis,
Mich beschränken auf einen Schritt, in dem ich ganz bin.
In mir wacht eine auf, deren Tanz noch unverbraucht,
unschuldig und laut.

Hier, dieser Vogel ist meiner und seine Spannkraft bin ich.
Ich schwelle ihm Flügel, ich male ihn bunt
und werfe ihm den Flug zu,
lasse ihn aus Flammen steigen, aus stillem Warten.

Hinterm dem dunklen Horizont ist die Sonne!
Die Sonnenstunde klärt und das Nachtschiff legt an. 
Das Schweigmeer gibt mich frei in ein neues Zeitmaß.
Mein Schritt hat andere Spuren.

Karin Tarabochias Album

Diese Tage_A1 (with lyrics)

Diese Tage_B1 (lyrics in description)

https://soundcloud.com/augenmerk/sets/invitation-open-collab-these

These days I am swamp, I’m mountain and dale. 
I’m deep, I’m steep, I’m dumb and deaf,
my word gets lost on me. 
Landslide is, the year of power passed. 
Screens of fog run through me 
till blind and dark I touch the ground,
still resisting.

How may my shield break away 
without pervading sun, 
without meadows floating me green 
and water that allays?
Who climbs free, once my vision has gone
and my strength has turned?
Where to tears me the war?

Scarce years at the bottom of breath -
I’m clouds, I’m abyss and sea. 
Demons and angels rise 
My light fades and glints 
Years run through me
Caught in a circle I surround me 
The world’s beauty mere sensing
Busy life far away.

Has the wall penetrated me, 
leaning me bare against the cleft? 
I’m falling not knowing the end. 
But in the thick of it you cannot get out.
At times the world reaches hands to me,
at times a river flows through, 
sometimes voices. 
My inner eyes still weighty with tears.

You filled me full, life, glass from which I drink,
Now I’m the mountain that I ascend.
I’m the canyon into which I jump.
My own dance has changed and emptied me.
Silence yet.

Are you quiet, world?
Another door is opening, another view.
Accordance now 
between soles and the ground, 
Confine myself to one step, in which I’m whole.
And within me one wakes up, 
whose dance is not exhausted yet, 
but innocent and loud.

Here, this bird is mine and his tone am I.
I extend these wings, I paint him colourful. 
I throw him the flight. 
I raise him out of flames, out of calm waiting.

Behind the dark horizon there is the sun. 
The sun-hour clears and the nightbark lands. 
The silent sea sets me free 
into a new measure of time.
My step has got other tracks.

These days_A (with lyrics)

These days_C (with lyrics)

These days_D (with lyrics)

#197 Whereabouts Unknown Part !

It's a cops n robbers story.  This is a longer story so this ong includes the first half. We plan to come back to it some time for, as Paul Harvey used to say, "The Rest Of The Story"  Hope you like it! 

Lyrics;
  Put the foot On the floor
Picks it up goes Out the door
Gets away In the car
Drives all day travels far

He hides the face
Finds the place
Stays alone
Looses the phone
He's doing his own time
For his perfect crime
Whereabouts unknown

Temptation is a mighty sin
And someone's out to turn him in
A little bee inside in the hive
But honey's good for nothing 
if you don't come out alive

Put the foot On the floor
He gets the call Out the door
Got the badge Got the gun
He'll fnd the guy that's on the run

Hit the street
Be discrete 
Using tact
He gets the facts 
Bad guy gotta do the time
For committing the crime
His whereabouts unknown

Temptation is a mighty sin
Hands over fists of greedy men
With Intimidation and sound advice
And the Information sells 
at a discount price
The fox had thrown em off the trail
But there's a hound dog on his tail

Will he escape or go to jail
Somebody's gonna fail
Have you seen this man?
Do you recognize this man?
We're searching for this man...

Whereabouts unknown

Here is a link to Part 2:
https://soundcloud.com/user-106484228/whereabouts-unknown-part-2

You can find an alternate version by tHE bLUE rOOM here:
https://soundcloud.com/the-blue-room/whereabouts-unknown-feat-the-blue-room

Whereabouts Unknown Part !

Recorded live at Senso220 / CSW Solvay / Kraków 
Marzena Majcher / vocal, interactive exformer, synthesizers
Andrzej Wojciechowski / live electronics, sampler
Irwin Wojciechowski / bass guitar

TransMission 3

I write poems, lyrics, I'm open for collaboration.
Listen https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com/album/vox
https://theaudiobin.bandcamp.com/album/the-audio-bin-ii
https://moon-dust.bandcamp.com/album/last-days
Artists I've collaborated with in order of happening: @klaustauber @in-mobile 
@nicol-s-sebasti-n-gonz-lez @remotely-creative @wasabison @ftdrop @axelweis @dKeifer @deepman1 @leschwarz @esuyamagishi @barry_snaith @herculeszentrale @discratebye @meshmass @crazycompass @somebody-bo @sofiabenedicta @telefan @unearth-noise @johnny-bakerlite @its-tophonicus @fraudstein @yellow-salamandr-7 @helenswambo @richard-blaine-3  @petri-kiviniemi  @hotos @soundwanderer @couch-king-presents @orteneamland @bonetender @bill-boethius @black-floyduser365529  @goldenrod5000 @lillithe @popropo-goes-collab @user-242143924 FJNA @craig-winstanley-1 
@bobby-brady @mr-pepino @she-s-excited @soulmuzick13 @jonathan_beckenstein @esemanolain-ruizzo @the-audio-bin @soloneili @belial-pelegrim @wust @ruedirena @wilwilwil @rss001  electroHippie @clouders_for   @open-strings  @luhd ...

These days_A (with lyrics)

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