• Music by Ch.P. & Ax.W. •

Cheryl Pyle (New York City) - flute
Axel Weiß (Obernbreit) - guitar, harmonium, art painting ('Unknown Language VII', 2021)

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Unknown Language (Cheryl Pyle & Axel Weiß)

Vocals: Nic
Guitar and synths: the VEXiVERSe
Drums: MBL

Lyrics:
Naldo Africa from his poem

Neglected Love

You can see me crying 
forsaken and forlorn, 
there is unending pain 
happily I am not dying... 

Here I am lost on my own 
fallen pieces from my shape
kiss and hold unto you 
as my tears age to stone 

You can tear me far apart 
love me like you please 
scattered me to the wind
still I showed a lot of heart 

You can see me crying 
and outdoing my sad tears, 
I will always love you 
because I am not dying...


and Wounded by Lang Leav

Wounded

A bruise is tender
but does not last,
it leaves me as
I always was.

But a wound I take
much more to heart,
for a scar will always
leave its mark.

And if you should ask me
which you are,
my answer is -
you are a scar.

all rights of the lyrics belongs to the authors

Swedish Delight

Black Sweets

I've always been deeply moved by this song. I saw Neil Young play this on piano in Eugene Oregon 1999. 

Aurora borealis
The icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water
In a long and hurried flight
From the white man
to the fields of green
And the homeland
we've never seen.

They killed us in our tepee
And they cut our women down
They might have left some babies
Cryin' on the ground
But the firesticks
and the wagons come
And the night falls
on the setting sun.

They massacred the buffalo
Kitty corner from the bank
The taxis run across my feet
And my eyes have turned to blanks
In my little box
at the top of the stairs
With my Indian rug
and a pipe to share.

I wish a was a trapper
I would give thousand pelts
To sleep with Pocahontas
And find out how she felt
In the mornin'
on the fields of green
In the homeland
we've never seen.

And maybe Marlon Brando
Will be there by the fire
We'll sit and talk of Hollywood
And the good things there for hire
And the Astrodome
and the first tepee
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me
Pocahontas.

Pocahontas (Neil Young Cover)

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 08/2021.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Light tomorrow

Bad weather in my life,
one more ordeal to live,
the light will pierce these dark clouds,
the sun rays will illuminate my soul,

black yesterday, gray today, 
black yesterday, gray today,
light tomorrow, 

only hope survives,
that glow in the back of my mind,
this joy finally rediscovered,
this peaceful spirit forever,
this lightness of thinking, of dreaming, of living simply,

day and night, I want the light,

every day, 
I need your light,
every day, 
I need your light,
every day, 
I need your light,

Light Tomorrow

I had lots of fun writing this upbeat latin vibe song! Big thanks to my lovely Sander for mastering and making it sound so fabulous. 😊❤️🎶🎵🎼🎧🎹🎤

EASIER SAID THAN DONE

Written and Arranged by Amy O'Bryan

I think of you quite often.  I think of you all the time.  Your voice never leaves my mind.  I think of you in the morning, early sunshine.  I think of you when I’m tucked in at night.  And if I could wonder, I would wonder one thing.  Do you wish to see me again?  ‘Cos if you don’t I’m alright.  I guess I’ll make it through.  But I’d hate living without you.  So, I’ll think of you often, think of you all the time as your voice echoes in my mind.

Dreaming Outloud

Living Without You

[Photo of Comet 'Neowise' by Shlomo Shalev on Unsplash.]

Slingshot

https://youtu.be/rceuZvj-Xik

VPS Avenge
French Violin
LABS
BBC Orchestra
Free Orchestra  - Kontakt Player
Vocals - Black Octopus
Grand Rhapsody Piano - Waves

Hug Me

bouquet

Time To...

The Crimson Shore

Making music, mainly with guitar. In the past (70s/80s) a lot, now from time to time. My paintings correspond to the music. You are welcome to listen and to enjoy if you like, if you can. Peace, Axel