Name: C'était Mieux Avant by Cab in Cab la Totale (hors collaboration)
Duration: 4 min 38 s
Description: Est-ce que c’est sûr que c’était mieux avant ?

Très beau titre! J'aime beucoup le texte et la vibe de la musique en accompagnement. Bravo!

Oh nice, this is a really nice change here.

Trop beau, j'adore le texte, la musique, tout !

A chaque fois que je retombe sur ce titre je fonds...❤️ c'est encore le cas par cette marptinée pluvieuse...

Un bon titre... j'aime bien le ton avec le texte.

Cab  la Totale (hors collaboration)

Si Tu Savais

I   - Escapade improvisée : 0:00 - 1:28
II  - Ballade transersale :     1:28 - 2:48
III - Marche dissonnante :   2:48 - 4:48

Piano Fragments - Rêveries dans l'Univers des Possibles

Live Your Life

Once I heard that my maternal grandfather was of Japanese ancestry, information that baffled me and that I'm not sure I can corroborate. Maybe I should travel to Japan to find out. I've always wanted to go there, see the cities, travel by train, eat like a salaryman; so much to do.

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"Matsuri 2"
for a small percussion ensemble.
Composed by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios
Cover art taken from "Nuevas ideas de Origami" by Zülal Aytüre-Scheele.
Edited by me.

This track is not to be used to train AI.

Matsuri 2

More Than A Body

When he was a toddler, he liked to control all the toys 
And he tried boss around  all the little girls and boys
As he grew older and other kids got in his way
He fantasized about how to make them pay

Now he’s a dictator, a real a control freak
He doesn’t let anybody else speak
And if you disagree with him he’ll kill you

Hey mister dictator why does the ride feel so bumpy
If the people love you so much why are you always so jumpy
You make the trains run on time and thanks to you there’s no more crime 
So why does everybody seem so miserable

Dictators like to be in control.
And if you resist heads are goanna roll
Roll, roll, roll,  roll heads are goanna roll 
Roll, roll, roll heads are goanna roll
He’s goanna pick one up and stick it on a pole

If you want to be a perfect minion
You can’t express your true opinion
gotta keep your opinions to yourself
Cause speaking up can be very bad for your health

You can bamboozle with your personality cult. 
But after awhile the citizens will revolt
They’ll catch him and they’ll put him on trial
people will learn about his extravagant lifestyle

Cause he’s been sitting on a gold plated toilet seat
While the common man has nothing to eat

Hey mister dictator, why does the ride feel so bumpy
If the people love you so much why are you always so jumpy
You make the trains run on time and thanks to you there’s no more crime 
So why does everybody seem so miserable
Maybe it’s all because of you

Hey Mister Dictator

Est-ce que c’est sûr que c’était mieux avant ?

C'était Mieux Avant

In the checkout line, in the checkout line, in the checkout line at Walmart

You picked the wrong line at Walmart and now it’s moving at a snail’s pace
The cashier’s taking his good old time He’s got a bored look on his face.
You went there for the low prices cause you don’t like to over spend
and now you’re trapped in a line that feels - like it’s never goanna end.

There’s days when you're going through life like a hot knife through butter
One second You’re on the top of the world and the next you’re lying in the gutter.

In the checkout line, in the checkout line, in the checkout line at Walmart.

You just want to scream, you just want to shout, you just want to let your true feelings out.
You make a silent plea, as you stand there quietly, please hurry up, you’ve had enough.

The cashier scans an item but there is no price.  He pushes a button to get some advice. 
It takes the manager five minutes to come. He walking real slow but  you wish he’d run

Every time you get in line, you’re rolling the dice you just don’t know
Whether or not you’re goanna speed on through
 or if it’s goanna move real slow

The self-checkout line is an option, but if you’re buying a lot of stuff
The space is limited, and the ergonomics are bad and bagging it yourself can be tough.

There’s days when you are going through life like a hot knife through butter
One second you’re on the top of the world and the next you’re lying in the gutter

You try to be nice, you don’t want to be a jerk
You realize they’re just trying to do their work
Cause life can be tough, minimum wage is rough
But sometimes you feel like you’ve had enough

In the checkout line, in the checkout line, in the checkout line at Walmart
In the checkout line, in the checkout line, in the checkout line at Walmart

In The Checkout Line (at Walmart)

Versión de la famosa canción del grupo de rock español VIVA SUECIA.
La versión ha sido realizada de la siguiente manera:
VOZ: Pedro Vaz.
BAJO: Adrián De La Flor
RESTO DE INSTRUMENTOS (guitarras-teclados-batería) PRODUCCION Y MASTERING: DELAFLOR (Manuel De La Flor)

Algunos Tenemos Fe (VIVA SUECIA) Cover by Pedro, Adrian y DELAFLOR

Waiting For Love's Call

Barberousse

De mon pouce
Je repousse
La mousse

Dans l’eau douce
Barberousse
S’émousse

Je pars en mer
Éphémère    
Quitte ou double  
Assis par terre 
Un chien couvert
De plumes d’oie
Aboie sur un chat
Qui s’en fout bien

Il demande un verre
Qu’il boit d’un trait   
Vodka glacée 
Me regardant d’un air étonné

De mon pouce
Je repousse
La mousse 

Dans l’eau douce
Barberousse
S’émousse

Accroché là
Éphémère    
Quitte ou double  
Assis par terre 
La peau couverte
De plumes d’oie
J’aboie à la lune
Qui s’en fout bien

Lui fait une prière 
Vodka glacée 
Très épicée
C’est terminé 
Et m’endors par terre

Barberousse

La chanson raconte une chambre d'enfant et d'adolescent à travers les livres qui s'y trouvent. 

The song tells the story of a child's and adolescent's bedroom through the books found there.

Une petite étagère
Des manuels scolaires
Cent ans de solitude
une cheval à bascule
Les vestiges du jour
Un grand besoin d’amour
Une chambre d’enfant
Une brève histoire de temps

La maison aux esprits
Des ombres qui circulent
Les enfants de minuit
Des souvenirs qui bousculent
une boite de lego
Zazie dans le metro
Une boite de duplo
american psycho

Une machine à écrire
Pour quelques platitudes
S’imaginer le pire
Une question d’habitude
Le prince des marées
A peur de se noyer
Il préfère s’abonner
Aux rendez-vous manqués

A small shelf
School textbooks
A hundred years of solitude
a rocking horse
The remains of the day
A great need for love
A child's bedroom
A brief history of time

The house of spirits
Shadows that circulate
Midnight's Children
Memories that shake
a box of lego
Zazie in the metro
A duplo box
american psycho

A typewriter
For some platitude
Imagining the worst
A usual question
The prince of the tides
Afraid of drowning
He prefers to subscribe
Missed appointments

le prince des marées

paroles

J’comprends pourquoi tu cries
C’est affreux ces lumières

Et puis tout ce grand bruit
Y’a plus cool comme réveil

On a dû faire quelque chose de beau, tu sais
Pour que tu lâches le soleil

Faut pas croire tout ce  qu’on dit
Si c’est pas l’paradis

L’paradis on s’en fout
On a mieux on a nous

On fera tout ce qu’il faudra, tu sais
J’te jure tu ne regretteras pas 
 
Et t’auras de l’amour 
Tous les jours
A mesure qu’tu grandis
Lui aussi
lui aussi
il grandit

C’est sûr qu’on va se tromper
Et t’auras mal un jour

Ça ne sera pas fait exprès
Et ça s’ra pas toujours 

Et t’apprendras  aussi que les autres
C’est pas toujours d’leurs fautes
Tu feras c’que tu pourras 
Où la vie t’emmènera

On aura peur pour toi
Mais tiens pas compte de ça.
C’est normal c’est comme ça

Tu tomberas amoureux   
Tu t’y attendras pas
  
Un beau matin pluvieux
Tu l’auras dans tes bras
Et là tu comprendras

Qu’y a rien de plus beau qu’la vie, 
Et tu sauras pourquoi
Et là tu comprendras
Qu’y a rien de plus beau qu’la vie, tu vois   
Et tu sauras pourquoi

y'a rien de meilleur

Good Times, Bad times - Led Zeppelin - (Cover)

I wrote this track in 2009 ,It was a period of great inspiration for me, 
many influences are present in this piece, primarily one can hear Rock Progressive sound, the title track is my thought about war and the central meaning is, one can think of winning against the enemy, but the reality to understand is  "who really started the conflict and why ?"  and at the end of war who is the real winner ? perhaps not those who fought for it.
I hope You like It and if so share It as soon as you can :-)

C'était Mieux Avant

Cab

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