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Thanks so much for your great Sax again,So nice to present our new Lunatics Track Nr.67
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Lunatics 67 Die Kleine Munk Musik/Joerxworx&Ratzzz

Sometimes a conversation on a walk is just what you need.  Be well in these difficult times

Walk With Me

The instruMental version of G Spiked . To hear the full version with vocals, visit the toXique Daisies page : https://soundcloud.com/user-335203248/g-spiked-x-daisies

G Spiked instruMental

Brian Butts - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboard, Master Mix
Jose Flores (LARA Z) - Vocals, Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/jose-flores-83323203?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Fluxional

Bandcamp

Transvection (feat. LARA Z)

Guitars By ttps://soundcloud.com/jason-hovis-57299691?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Beats By https://soundcloud.com/mzrpklps?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Bass , Vox and Keys By https://soundcloud.com/user-170387368?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

WE ARE THE REJECT BEATZ .......BURP

I Day Drink By The Reject Beatz Ft. ( MZRPKLPS & FLY NIGHTMARES)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/OC9zm_HMdj4

La passagère   texte Yves 13

La lune joue les passagères
au bord de la nuit étoilée.
N'y brill'ra pas la nuit entière.
Faut me hâter de l'attraper !

La lune au bout de la gouttière,
Combien de temps va-t-ell' rester ?
La lune est là toute lumière.
Le temps s'avance. Faut pas tarder.

Comme une chatte des gouttières,
ell' penche vers la Voie Lactée
ou, quelque part, une autre Terre.
Plus qu'un seul pas… Elle a sauté.

La lune a fui l'embarcadère.
Moi, me voilà mal embarqué.
Vas, toute blanche de lumière.
Tu m'étais chère. Je t'ai manquée !

Oh! Pouvoir rev'nir en arrière
et fair' ce que je n'ai pas fait !
Franchir les fossés, les ornières ;
tout réécrire le passé ;

sauter par-dessus les barrières,
plus fortuné que je croyais
puisque j'avais la vie entière !
Et puisque toi, tu m'attendais,

là-bas, au bout de mes prières,
au bord de la nuit étoilée.
Vas, toute blanche de lumière,
Toi qui m'es chère à tout jamais.

La Passagère   Yves 13 / Illos

lil ugly mane - porcelain slightly

[Verse 1]
Adım atsam taşlar susar
Kollarımda izler kalır
Susturulmuş her bir ses
Yükseliyor içimizden pes etmez

[Pre-Chorus]
Kırılır bir gün bu sessizlik
Karanlık kaçar, ışık gelir

[Chorus]
Zincir zincir kırılacak
Gökyüzünde yankılanacak
Karanlıkta ışık kalacak
Birlikte yol bulacak
Hep beraber, tek yürek
Güç bizde, halk direnecek
Duvar yıkar, engel deler
Hayat bizim, bizde güç

[Verse 2]
Kölelik değil, kaderimiz
Yazılır yeniden tarihimizi
Gözlerimde korku değil umut
Yürekler yanar, ama susmaz hiçbir dudak

[Pre-Chorus]
Kırılır bir gün bu sessizlik
Karanlık kaçar, ışık gelir

[Chorus]
Zincir zincir kırılacak
Gökyüzünde yankılanacak
Karanlıkta ışık kalacak
Birlikte yol bulacak
Hep beraber, tek yürek
Güç bizde, halk direnecek
Duvar yıkar, engel deler
Hayat bizim, bizde güç

[Bridge]
Zincir ağır, ruhu ezer
Ama kalp kırılmaz, hep yeter
Düştük kalktık binlerce kez
Yıkılmadık, yıkılmayız biz.

Zincir kır! Zincir kır.
Karanlığı yak, ışığa var.
Zincir kır! Zincir kır.
Hayat bizim, bizde güç.

[Final Chorus]
Zincir zincir kırılacak
Gökyüzünde yankılanacak
Karanlıkta ışık kalacak
Birlikte yol bulacak
Hep beraber, tek yürek
Güç bizde, halk direnecek
Duvar yıkar, engel deler
Hayat bizim, bizde güç

[Outro]
Zincir düştü, yol açıldı
Hayat bizde, umut kaldı

Zincir

2025 Rising Sun Blues by Phazz and Billy Korg
Lyrics: Tradicional Louisiana Folk song 'The House Of The Rising Sun' from Anthology of Louisiana Literature. More info: https://peakd.com/hive-175836/@nupulse/rising-sun-blues-the-house-of-the-by-phazz-and-billy-korg-enes

LYRICS:

There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun,
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl,
And me, oh God, I’m one.

If I had only listened of what my mama said,
I’d be at home today.
But bein’ so young and foolish, my Lord,
Let a gambler lead me astray.
 
Now, my mother is a tailor,
She sews those new blue jeans.
And my sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord,
Drinks down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a drunken man needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he’s satisfied,
Lord, is when he’s on the drunk.
 
Somebody go get my baby sister;
Tell her not to do, not to do what I have done.
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun.
 
Well, I’m goin’ back to New Orleans;
My race is almost run.
Yes, I’m goin’ back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, the rising sun.

Rising Sun Blues ft Phazz

Progressive Metal Guitarist, Drummer, Bassist, and Keyboardist.