Composed & produced by Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Photography by  Stephan Seeber

Title again inspired by the poem by Pablo Neruda "Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche" 
https://algundiaenalgunaparte.com/2016/02/26/poema-xx-puedo-escribir-los-versos-mas-tristes-esta-noche-de-pablo-neruda/

My voice flew in the wind to touch her ears

Texte Français et Gogle translate

LA PHOTO

Pour la photo rapproches-toi,
Main sur le dos, donnes moi le bras.
Dans un sourire fixons la page
Et pas se dire, c’est un passage….

Beau ce cliché il est vivant,
Nos yeux brouillés en disent tant.
On y respire et çà se voit,
Tant de plaisir à être là.

Sur ce bristol tout en couleurs,
Marque l’envol d’un grand bonheur.
Dans ces images si belles en soi
Font un passage qu'on oublie pas,

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Je regarde les rêves lointains,
Sans prendre garde on y revient,
Et toute la peine surgit si vite,
Quand les « on s’aime » prennent la fuite.

,Alors dis-moi que cette photo,
Elle restera comme le plus beau.
Qu’encore loin et même vieux
Ce papier peint sera nous deux.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…

Et pas du souvenir,,,

THE PHOTO

For the photo come closer,
Hand on your back, give me your arm.
With a smile let's stare at the page
And not to say to oneself, it is a passage….

Beautiful this shot it is alive,
Our blurred eyes say so much.
We breathe there and it shows,
So much fun to be there.

On this colorful bristol,
Marks the flight of great happiness.
In these images so beautiful in themselves
Make a passage that we don't forget,

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

I look at distant dreams,
Without taking heed we come back to it,
And all the pain arises so quickly,
When the "we love each other" run away.

So tell me that this photo,
She will remain as the most beautiful.
That still far and even old
This wallpaper will be the two of us.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...

And no memory,,,

LA PHOTO (Chanson Française)

Forgotten Love - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Underground Dark Electro ROCK

YouTube Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCjUCOmseNQ

Cover Art Design: Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music & Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS CA in CANADA


Forgotten Love - Music & Lyrics by REKHA a.k.a. REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Hey, Oh Oo, Wo Oh
Hey, Wo Oo, Wo Oh

Forgotten love
Oh what have I done?
Forgotten stuff
Hmn in the place

Forgotten love
Oh what have I done, done, done
Forgotten love
Hmn mistrust

Forgotten love
Oh what have I done?
Forgotten love, love
Where did he run to?

Oh forgotten love, love, love
What have I done?
Forgotten love
Full of mistrust, mistrust  

Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh Yeah, Tee Ee
Yah Oh…Oh Oh Oh

Forgotten love
Oh what have I done wrong?
Forgotten love
I stay in misery, misery

Forgotten love
Oh where did you run to, to?
Forgotten love
And all that beautiful stuff 

Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh…Oh No
Yeah Ee-Yeah, Yeah Ee Yeah
Love…Love….Love…Wo Oh Oh Oh Oh…
Oh Oh Oh Oh…Yeah…

Love…Love…
Forgotten love
Ah


Forgotten Love - M2 - REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Forgotten Love

YouTube

Forgotten Love - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Underground Dark Electro ROCK | YT VID

Special thanks to my friends who generously shared their talents to transform this piece.

David Marconi: Original concept and lead guitar
Allan Cook: Bass guitar and final mix
Bob Davis: Keyboards
James Cook: Drums

Please take time to visit Allan's other work. https://soundcloud.com/amcook1971

Hear Allan and Bob perform live with Tranzfusion.
https://www.facebook.com/tranzfusionband/

Hear more from James at his YouTube channel
https://www.youtube.com/@MezCook

A Shade of Blue

A Shade of Blue Revisited: Collaboration

How far have i gone 
What is this road i’m on
That leads so far from home

Are you here with me now, 
Now that i need you, No, 
i lost you long ago

And I’m barely hanging on 
I need to find the way today
And darling, I miss you so
just give me a sign and lead the way

If it’s the last thing i do I’m coming home to you
back where i belong
I’ll find the way No matter what it takes
down this road so long
You don’t know what’s here till it's gone

In some other life, Or maybe a distant dream,
that i don’t quite recall
But I close my eyes, and i’m there it seems
where you and I had it all

The sound of the children play
And the dogs out in the yard  
The fragrant flowers bloom away
It all seems so near and yet so far

If It's The Last Thing I Do

Songwriter : Phil Collins \ ISWC : T-314.800.163-8
Publishers : Philip Collins LTD & Concord Music Publishing
Released : October 23rd 1989
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This song was arranged for my son in 2015. The key was changed for him several times. He had made at least 5 versions but he never liked his recordings. A few weeks ago I stumbled upon the full project. He told me to sing it...
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Arrangement (Yahama PSR S950) : Phong 
Vocal : Anh
Recorded : November 8th 2024
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Another Day In Paradise - Cover (Phil Collins)

Every smile feels like a knife, 
Cutting deep into this life 
The masks that we wear, 
They suffocate our minds. 
I’m drowning in this restless sea 
Of agony thats arrested me 
I live defined defensively 
Forming a violient propensity 
Beneath the surface rage ignites
In a Cage of bright white neon lights 
So let those who just don’t know me judge
Cuz in the end I just don’t give a fuck

Continuity 
Continuity 
Continuity rolls forth like waves
Like waves

Calamity is a comedy
And you’re laughing yourself dead
The mental wherewithal 
Has you shaking your fucking head 
A delicacy you’ve taken from me
A scene is serene if you leave it to be
Feeding the seed til you’re leaving the tree
A feeling so free like you needed to be

The masks that we wear
They suffocate our minds

Waves

An experimental eastern vibe stylistic departure. Original track. Dean on all guitars and vocals. Sampled and altered sitar excerpt. Master by Ted Rudduck @soundted

Another Place

For my friend Philip, who gave me the courage to pronounce it a movement.

Piano Concerto No.1 (2nd movement) Op.22

The Last Train * Instrumental

Le secretairre - What would you like to drink ?

I started with music in the 60s. I was part of several bands.
While my blood boiled to the rhythm of the best Rock & Roll, a tsunami called The Beatles came from Liverpool. That tide lasted twenty years during which the best musicians of the 20th century appeared.
I was there !!!
In the mid-seventies I completely abandoned music. I didn't play a single note for the next fifty years. And now, a little older, I play music in my studio again with more enthusiasm than ever. I think I never should have left it... It gives me life.....
Thank you all, friends, for taking part of your precious time to listen to my humble noises...

My voice flew in the wind to touch her ears

chivicke