Copy of Buzzing Pop

Wasser water

Ohhh, oh, Ohhh, oh
(Woman, woman, woman)

You are the omnipotence of beauty

Capable of drowning even sadness

Your sensitivity borders on perfection

Your joy has the colors of the rainbow

I often thank God for having created woman

Sustenance of the world, a pillar

Pure and superfine intelligence

And your precious skin is my MOONAAAHHH

(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
Creator of the world
(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
Without you I get confused
(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
You understand me in just a second
(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)

To live without you
Practically impossible (impossible)
To live without you
It is a loss of the soul (soul)
To live without you
It is only a heart that weeps (tears)
To live without you
To live without you
It wouldn't be living (to live, to live, to live………)

The omnipotence of beauty

The beauty of being close to you

The omnipotence of wisdom

The wisdom that makes serene

Woman, the only source of life

Source of inspiration for poets

Action that takes you to the goal

That brings warmth into hearts

(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
Creator of the world
(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
Without you I get confused
(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
You understand me in just a second
[WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN)
To live without you
Practically impossible (impossible)
To live without you
It's a loss of the soul (soul)
To live without you
It's only a heart that weeps (tears)
To live without you
To live without you
It wouldn't be living (to live, to live, to live…………)

(WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN, WOMAN………..)

Woman

Singing a fascinating poem from my late father...

Na anímica existência, nosso corpo suporte,
atómica aparência, está condenado à morte.
E, em geral, morre ao fim de umas dígitas décadas,
sem que deixe pegadas, nem toques de clarim.
E um protista ridículo o decompõe no sono,
o faz descer no ciclo do azoto e do carbono.
Mas a alma, essa etérea instância que em nós sonha,
terá também bactéria que a ataque e decomponha?
Esta a magna questão, prenha de consequência,
que me assombra a ilusão de uma sobrevivência.

E, se os homens se vacinam nesta vida, que é de penas,
isso significa apenas que os micróbios nos dominam.
São os nossos seguidores, inimigos incansáveis,
pais de pústulas e dores, de doenças incuráveis,
que nos amargam os dias, nos fazem descrer da sorte,
nos deixam de mão vazias perante a força da morte.
É por isso que esses frios postos de vacinação
são nossos templos sombrios para uma técnica oração.

English translation:

In the animical existence our supporting body,
atomic appearance, is condemned to death.
And, in general, it dies after a few finger decades,
without leaving footprints or bugle calls.
And a ridiculous protist decomposes it in its sleep,
makes it go down in the nitrogen and carbon cycles.
But the soul, that ethereal instance that dreams within us,
is there also a bacteria that attacks and decomposes it?
This is the great question, full of consequences,
that haunts my illusion of a survival.

And if men vaccinate themselves in this life, which is full of suffering,
it just means that microbes dominate us.
They are our followers, tireless enemies,
parents of pustules and pains, of incurable diseases,
that make our days bitter, make us disbelieve in luck,
leave us empty-handed before the strength of death.
That's why these cold vaccination stations
are our dark temples for a technical prayer.

Templos Sombrios

In a world of over 8 billion egos all chattering away in over 7 thousand languages - we did this...

Sometimes Words Are Not Enough

Fingers dance like shadows on the moon 
Chasing melodies that fade too soon 
Each chord a heartbeat steady strong 
Building bridges where we 

Serenade of the keys

Without You (Still Here)

Heartbeats

"Mirror Mirror" is a raw, introspective breakup anthem. It delves into the emotional turmoil of ending a relationship, using the metaphor of a mirror to reflect on the self and the fractured relationship. The song captures the duality of self-perception and the pain of lost love, making it a poignant piece that resonates with listeners who've experienced similar heartbreak.

09. Mirror Mirror

THE ONE by NOVA J

Today you asked me why American girls always sing about sex in the backseat
“Wouldn’t a bed be more comfy?” you said
And I thought, Well isn’t he sweet?
I think that a lot—this charming man I’ve got
The one who made my lonely world complete

No matter how many times we take this ride around the sun
It’s so great having someone
And I’m grateful you’re the one
I know that life ain’t easy
Yeah, it’s not always fun
But I’m grateful you’re the one
Oh, I’m grateful you’re the one

We’re never too pretentious, never acting like we’re rare
But on our little bike ride, I was staring at your derrière
Sometimes I pinch myself—just to be sure you’re there
You’re tall and dark and handsome—but more than that, you’re kind
The kind of man I thought I’d never find

No matter how many times we take this ride around the sun
It’s so great having someone
And I’m grateful you’re the one
I know that life ain’t easy
Yeah, it’s not always fun
But I’m grateful you’re the one
Oh, I’m grateful you’re the one

And I know sometimes you worry
About the things we can’t control
The crashes, wars, and drama
Caused by leaders we don’t know
And while I can’t promise
What tomorrow’s gonna be
I know it will be better
With you standing next to me

No matter how many times we take this ride around the sun
It’s so great having someone
And I’m grateful you’re the one
I know that life ain’t easy
Yeah, it’s not always fun
But I’m grateful you’re the one
Oh, I’m grateful you’re the one

It’s so great having someone
And I’m grateful you’re the one
I know that life ain’t easy
Yeah, it’s not always fun
But I’m grateful you’re the one
Oh, I’m grateful you’re the one

THE ONE

Ritual

That girl is too funny
Yeah she's thinkin' that we'll last, last
Walk away from our emotions when we move too fast, fast
I'll leave you in past tense
You're 'bout to lose your best friend
I'm never fallin' in love, bitch I'm fastin'

That girl busy now in my world
I can see you struggle now
You can't seem to let go
Even when I let you down
You still come around 
And I, I, I

I've seen your eyes
You notice when I lie
I'm a demon mixed with fiend
And I don't care bout your insides
So I took your heart, I took your heart

That girl can't seem to get it
Why won't you worry bout yourself
Oh about yourself
I don't even care
Why aren't you upset
Oh it's heavy now

That girl is too funny
Yeah she's thinkin' that we'll last, last
Walk away from our emotions when we move too fast, fast
I'll leave you in past tense
You're 'bout to lose your best friend
I'm never fallin' in love, bitch I'm fastin

2 seconds till I leave
3 ways that you gone bleed
4 women on the side
5 reasons you can't sleep
6 demons in my mind
7 days you gone cry 
Many tears that you can't hide

I can't fall in love until it's flawless
I don't think that's what you wanted
Alone and left out for longin'
I can't promise nothin'

“Let Us Go” Written by Piccolo!

let us go

A song about the eighties. Back when I was young and time was not something you thought about. Leg warmers, ripped jeans, arcades, cassette tapes and the coolest decade for new sounds and exciting music. Everything was new and exciting and we were invincible. This was also the decade where I met my dear wife who I love just as much today as I did then. A tribute to a fantastic decade

GOOD TIMES

Toy soldiers, fallen angels.
Pressed lead, twisted angles.
Is this the direction home? 
My apologies, I do not know. 

There is a mark beyond the line
It’s written in blood neatly and fine.
In this place there is barbed wire.
My friend                   beware
For you may also 
You may also face the fire.

Children dancing in the dirt
Beasts of burden doing all the work
In this place there is a leader
an aberration, a mind reader

There is a mark beyond the line
It’s written in blood neatly and fine.
In this place there is barbed wire.
My friend                   beware
For you may also 
You may also face the fire.

walking the streets downtown
massive buildings all around
I’m amazed by their size
but this is not a home 
a home I recognize

There is a mark beyond the line
It’s written in blood neatly and fine.
In this place there is barbed wire.
My friend                   beware
For you may also 
You may also face the fire.


Fallen Angels

SPOILED by NOVA J

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Sunday brunch at Sugar Pea
Glaring at me. You sip your tea.
Moaning ‘bout your Maui Jims 
“You want a pair just like his,” you grin.

Cold brew drip.
Attitude: flip.
Tone so sharp,
It cuts like a whip.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Love was pure — now it’s soiled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Used to sweat and used to toil…
(Spoiled rotten)
Now look at us — so spoiled.
(Spoiled rotten)

Booked a suite at Mandarin
Thirty minutes from our flat again.
“Need a change,” you said with flair 
Then moaned, “There’s no bidet in there!”

Bubbles burst.
Bubbles pour.
We treat life
Like a corner store.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Used to climb and used to build 
(Spoiled rotten)
Now we whine when wine is chilled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Tell me how we got this spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten)

Ooooh la la laaaa
You throw fits, I match your sass
Ooooh la la laaaa
Yeah, we’re bougie — bold and brash
Ooooh la la laaaaaaaa
Laaaa la la

How did we become so spoiled?!

I said some things I can’t unsay
You slammed the door and walked away
I sat alone with guilt and dread
Thought I’d lost my love — it’s dead.

Then you came back — I saw you smile
We kissed and hugged and stayed a while
It’s messy love. It’s richly oiled.
And that’s why we became so spoiled.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Spoiled

Lyrics,Produced, Music, All instruments by Nakita Demir.Vocal Arrangements,Vocals,
Mixing,Mastering,Engineering,Recorded, etc 
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