Lyrics:
I’m callin’ you
With all my goals, my very soul ain’t falling through
In need of you
To trust in my faith, my tears and my ways is drownin’ so
I cannot always show it but don't doubt my love
تملي معاك
ولو حتى بعيد عني في قلبي هواك
تملي معاك
تملي في بالي وفي قلبي ولا بنساك
تملي واحشني لو حتى بكون وياك
I don’t need nobody
I don’t fear nobody
I don’t call nobody but you
My one and only
(تملي حبيبي بشتاق لك (بشتاق لك
(تملي عينيّ تنده لك (تنده لك
ولو حواليّ كل الكون بكون يا حبيبي محتاج لك
آه، آه
I’m callin’ you
With all my goals, my very soul ain’t falling through
In need of you
To trust in my faith, my tears and my ways is drownin’ so
I cannot always show it but don't doubt my love
(تملي حبيبي بشتاق لك (بشتاق لك
(تملي عينيّ تنده لك (تنده لك
ولو حواليّ كل الكون بكون يا حبيبي محتاج لك
(تملي حبيبي بشتاق لك (بشتاق لك
(تملي عينيّ تنده لك (تنده لك
ولو حواليّ كل الكون بكون يا حبيبي محتاج لك

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No Blame is a calm yet powerful reflection on letting go — not with bitterness, but with clarity. Minimalist production, soft vocals, and ambient textures create a space where accountability fades, and peace quietly takes its place.

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No Blame

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In the little parlor by the waning light,
I touch those strings her fingers used each night,
Her melody flows in the embers’ glow,
Whispering rooms where the wild flowers grow.
The chair sits still where her laughter died,
And the photograph fades on the mantle side,
But I lift the dulcimer, breath held and slow,
And play her song for the home I used to know.

Dust on the doorstep, wind through the panes,
I hear her voice in the falling rain.

Play, mother’s dulcimer, in memory’s key,
Let your notes carry the home to me,
Though the walls are gone, though the hearth is cold,
Her lullaby lives in the hand I hold.
In this quiet chamber I find her there,
In every minor chord, in the silent air.

She taught me slowly, under candle’s flame,
How to call the night by its old name,
In the valley’s shadow, the mountains know,
The song we shared by the pines’ low glow.
Now I wander lonely where the doorway stood,
The gate has rusted, the roses in wood,
Still I sit by the window, dusk at my side,
And play her tune for the home that died.

Dust on the doorstep, wind through the panes,
I hear her voice in the falling rain.

Play, mother’s dulcimer, in memory’s key,
Let your notes carry the home to me,
Though the walls are gone, though the hearth is cold,
Her lullaby lives in the hand I hold.
In this quiet chamber I find her there,
In every minor chord, in the silent air.

And if the morning finds me all alone,
I’ll still hear her voice in every tone,
In every chord the past returns,
In every silence her memory burns.

Play, mother’s dulcimer, in memory’s key,
Let your notes carry the home to me,
Though the walls are gone, though the hearth is cold,
Her lullaby lives in the hand I hold.
In this quiet chamber I find her there,
In every minor chord, in the silent air.

Play, mother’s dulcimer

A melancholic indie pop song in a minor key, featuring a female vocalist with a breathy, ethereal quality. The instrumentation includes a sustained pad synth, a clean electric guitar playing arpeggiated chords, and a subtle bass guitar providing a foundational rhythm. The drums are sparse, primarily using kick and snare with occasional cymbal swells for emphasis. The chord progression is largely diatonic, creating a sense of longing and introspection. The vocal melody is expressive, utilizing a mix of sustained notes and gentle melismas. Production elements include a generous amount of reverb on the vocals and guitar, creating a spacious and atmospheric soundscape. The tempo is slow, contributing to the reflective mood. The song structure follows a typical verse-chorus format with a bridge and outro.

Emotional Luxury - Anthemic Ambience

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MONEY LOVE$ ME

I confess ... I'm experimenting for some time now with AI-assisted music creation ... I don't reject this "revolution"... I'm trying to find a reasonable place there :) 

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performed by 
The Shimmering Meadow Symphony Orchestra (S.M.S.O.)
virtual musicians under my command
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Crédit photo : Ryan McGUIRE

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