Chengfeng 2023 - ChiFe

Source: Chia tay thì... album - Hoàng Yến Chibi

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Thời gian sẽ là liều thuốc giúp chữa lành vết thương lòng. Rồi mọi chuyện sẽ ổn thôi, anh có cho mình cuộc sống mới, em có 1 người mới đi bên cạnh. CHúng ta vẫn sẽ sống tốt và thầm mong rằng đối phương sẽ tìm được hạnh phúc của đời mình
Link youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWiF4ESlcZQ

Mọi Chuyện Sẽ Ổn Thôi( Thế Anh Ft Bẹt), Nhưng Thực Ra Chẳng Ổn Tý Nào

Chi Pu - Đoá Hoa Hồng 红玫瑰  Chengfeng 2023 Version

Gửi đến tuổi 15 của tôi-Liu Yase

Âm thầm bên em Lofi ver - MTP

Long Quyền (Tạ Na - Lưu Nhã Sắt - Tăng Khả Ny - Alin - Ngô Ưu)

See Tình (Ella - Chi Pu - Trương Gia Nghê - Ngô Thiến)

Rosemary (Chi Pu - Lưu Nhã Sắt - Cung Lâm Na)

London, 1888. The city was split open by fog and fear. In the alleyways of Whitechapel, whispers traveled faster than the police, a woman with violet gloves and dark, unblinking eyes had been seen near every killing, always vanishing before the screams.

Her name was Alice Harrow, though no census ever listed her. She appeared in society papers once, briefly, a portrait dated 1885, taken at a private salon for the avant-garde. She wore a crimson dress and a faint smile. Three months later, the painter who hosted the event was found dead, his eyes missing.

The tabloids called her The Woman in Red. The police called her myth. But those who lived in the underbelly, the poets, whores, and night drifters, swore she was real. They said her eyes didn’t reflect light like normal eyes; they absorbed it. That when she stared at you long enough, your mind filled with sounds that weren’t your own.

A detective named Jonathan Merrin claimed in his private notes that Alice was tied to a series of ritual murders predating Jack the Ripper by at least five years. He traced her lineage to an occult circle known as The Nocturne Society, a group of artists obsessed with transcending death through vision and sound. The final entry in Merrin’s notebook read:

> “I met her in the reflection. Her eyes were not eyes, but openings. I could hear the sea.”



He disappeared two nights later.

In 1890, a phonograph cylinder surfaced, supposedly recorded by Alice herself. It contained no discernible words, just a droning hum, and beneath it, a faint heartbeat. When played backward, the tone forms a melodic phrase eerily similar to the hook of “Dark Eyes.”

Over the next century, that melody reappeared in strange places, an old lullaby collected in rural Romania, a coded broadcast intercepted during World War II, even a police audio file from the 1960s tied to an unsolved London homicide. Always the same progression. Always labeled Alice’s Song.

The modern recording known as “Dark Eyes” was pieced together from fragments of that ancient melody, supposedly from an acetate disc acquired by a private collector in 2018. Those who’ve analyzed it claim there’s something wrong with the reverb: the reflections in the sound don’t behave naturally. When viewed through spectrogram analysis, her silhouette appears, a woman’s face, eyes wide open, staring back.

And here’s the part that chills scholars — in the last second of the track, if you isolate the left channel, a whisper surfaces:

> “I’m still watching.”

Dark Eyes

Hãy Để Anh Đi

Hãy Để Anh Đi (Acv Lofi)

“The Price of Silence (The Fall of Diddy, Pt. II)” is my rawest protest yet — a song born from outrage and heartbreak. It’s written from the voices of the women whose pain was ignored, whose stories were buried beneath money, fame, and power. After seeing Sean “Diddy” Combs receive such a light sentence for unthinkable crimes, I felt this wave of fury and helplessness — not just for his victims, but for every survivor who’s ever been silenced by wealth or influence. 

This song is their collective scream — dark, defiant, and drenched in truth. It calls out the injustice that lets the rich walk free while the broken are left to carry the weight forever. Every lyric is a confrontation, every note is a reckoning. It’s not about revenge — it’s about finally being heard. This isn’t just a continuation of The Fall of Diddy…( 
https://on.soundcloud.com/SyCDLZ3IAOdc7zxr1D ) it’s the uprising that follows the silence.


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
We were children, we were dreams in chains
Used for power, sold for fame
They said “be quiet,” they said “smile wide”
While Diddy’s empire bled us inside 

[Pre-Chorus]
You called it luxury, we called it pain
Your paradise was built on shame 

[Chorus]
How many cries went unheard through your halls?
How many tears stained those golden walls?
You'll walk out free while our lives still crawl
Where’s the justice when money buys it all? 

[Verse 2]
He built his name on the backs of the weak
A monster hiding behind the sleek
Cameras flashing, the world in awe
But none could see what the victims saw 

[Pre-Chorus]
You danced on diamonds, we drowned in scars
Your empire’s ashes can’t hide who you are 

[Chorus]
How many cries went unheard through your halls?
How many tears stained those golden walls?
You'll walk out free while our lives still crawl
Where’s the justice when money buys it all? 

[Verse 3]
Forty months for a lifetime of screams
Forty months for shattering dreams
Sean Combs, a life's sentence should’ve been done
But the system bowed to a fallen son 

[Bridge]
This is for every voice denied
Every broken girl who still can’t cry
The law may fail, but truth won’t die
We’ll keep your shadow under the light 

[Chorus]
How many cries went unheard through your halls?
How many tears stained those golden walls?
You'll walk out free while our lives still crawl
Where’s the justice when money buys it all? 

[Chorus]
How many cries went unheard through your halls?
How many tears stained those golden walls?
Your sentence small, our wounds still tall
No cell can cage the weight of it all 

[Outro]
You fell from the crown, but not far enough
We’ll sing your truth till the world wakes up
You took our innocence, we’ll take your fame
Sean “Diddy” Combs — forever a name in shame.

The Price of Silence (The Fall of Diddy, Pt. II)

Hongkong1 - Nguyễn Trọng Tài l Phạm Thành remix

Lyrics:

[Intro]

[Verse]
Hoa trái mùa hoa chóng tàn phai
Chớm nở một lần hoa tàn hoa để cho ai?
Yêu trái thời tình sớm lụi tan
Vừa bắt đầu đã chẳng hay biết nay mai

[Pre-chorus]
Hỏi trời cao hỡi tình là chi?
Vừa gặp nhau đã vội biệt ly
Nhìn em bước theo người khuất dần anh chỉ lặng thinh
Tưởng rằng may mắn tìm được nhau
Nào ngờ đâu đã đứt đoạn dây tơ
Trách kiếp này có duyên nhưng chẳng có phận

[Chorus]
Hẹn em kiếp sau
Kiếp này thôi tìm đến nhau
Mây về với nắng của trời
Em về vui với ai kia
Hẹn em kiếp sau
Sẽ không để lạc mất nhau
Nắm tay đi tới cuối đời
Kiếp này chỉ mong thấy em
Một đời an nhiên

[Rap]
Hẹn em kiếp sau
Anh xin giữ lại tất cả 
những ký ức
những hoài niệm
những ngày tháng
của mộng mơ, của tuổi trẻ đôi ta đã sống
của những giây phút mong chờ từng
dòng tin nhắn, cuộc điện thoại

Này cô gái, e sẽ mãi
là món quà quý giá nhất mà cuộc đời a đc ban tặng
là vì sao soi sáng a những ngày tăm tối nhất của cuộc đời
là hơi thở nuôi sống a 
như cá ko thể thiếu nước
như lá chẳng muốn lìa cây

Nhưng món quà quý giá ấy a đã đánh mất
A biết rằng a ko xứng đáng
A chỉ là kẻ khờ may mắn có được khoảnh khắc
Khoảnh khắc đẹp nhất của cuộc đời cả của a và của e

Và rồi em đã ra đi
Bỏ mình a trống vắng
Trong căn phòng lạnh lẽo đơn côi
Nhưng a ko, gục ngã, mà a vẫn sẽ hiên ngang
A tự hứa rằng sẽ đợi, vẫn sẽ đợi
Vẫn sẽ hẹn, đó chỉ là xin hẹn người ở kiếp sau

[Chorus]
Hẹn em kiếp sau
Kiếp này thôi tìm đến nhau
Mây về với nắng của trời
Em về vui với ai kia
Hẹn em kiếp sau
Sẽ không để lạc mất nhau
Nắm tay đi tới cuối đời
Kiếp này chỉ mong thấy em
Một đời an nhiên ...

Chi Pu - Đoá Hoa Hồng 红玫瑰 Chengfeng 2023 Version

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