EARTHBOUND! Known as Mother 2 in Japan. One of my childhood favorites. Fond memories of playing this game as a kid; loving the humor, the strife, and the adventure! I chose to create a medley that I felt conveyed the spirit of this game. Definitely heartfelt. Thanks for listening!

MOTHER 2 [EARTHBOUND] -WITHIN US [DEEP DEEP DARKNESS/THE HEROES RETURN MEDLEY]

Don't Care

Fuzziekiss & THEHOMEBOIII - Don't Care

y u so me4n

eyes open before i go (prod.shadow)

inside?

Yeah, Im Flexin

with me (ft. xykho)

Så lunka vi så småningom
Från Bacchi buller och tumult,
När döden ropar, Granne kom,
Ditt timglas är nu fullt.
Du Gubbe fäll din krycka ner,
Och du, du Yngling, lyd min lag,
Den skönsta Nymf som åt dig ler
Inunder armen tag.

First up, mate on the 3:12 train,
Rain on the window, steams up the pane.
Slumped in his hoodie, boots untied,
Dreams of a holiday, budget denied.
Calendar packed, phone battery dead,
But still he smiles, lifts up his head.
Life ain’t perfect, but hear what I say—
Breathe deep, love, it’s just another day.

Tycker du att dagen är för lång,
Trångt kontor och dresscode tvång
nå, välan än så hör då denna sång.
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare.

See her there, oat latte and toast,
Posting her brekkie, “I love me” post.
Ring light halo, filter glow,
Underneath it all, she’s just tryna grow.
Swaps her heels for battered flats,
Walks home alone past streetlamp splats.
Café philosophers, heart on sleeve,
Little sips of courage before she leaves.

You ever feel that weight?
Like you’re carrying sky bricks in a Tesco bag?
Same, mate. Keep walking.

Tycker du att världen känns för stor,
nå, välan så spring från storebror,
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare.

Old gent down the allotment rows,
Whispers to his tomatoes as they grow.
Wool cap, flask, Radio Wales hum,
Weather app says rain but the sun’s still come.
He lost someone once, don’t talk much,
Tends the soil with a gentle touch.
Weeds or wildflowers? Who’s to say?
All of us bloom in our own weird way.

Young lad skint, pockets all bare,
Friday pint ‘cos he still don’t care.
Mates on the WhatsApp, banter’s alive,
Takes the long route home just to survive.
Council flat lights, moon on the wall,
Swears at the stars but forgives them all.
Life ain’t golden, but still it’s bright,
Even cold chips taste good at midnight.

Tycker du att skatten är för hög,
Lön som aldrig dög, hela livet sög
nå, välan ta så chill drill, puff puff pass
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare, ser du de?

Parent at 4AM, bleary-eyed stare,
Rocking the baby, whispered prayer.
Milk-stained T-shirt, “We’re alright, yeah?”
Heartbeat lullaby fills the air.
One day they’ll grow, dance on their own,
But tonight you’re together, safe, homegrown.
Lean into the moment, don’t rush through,
Even messy love is the purest true.

Tycker du att natten är för lång,
Mata, byta, gång på gång.
nå, välan ta dig då en stund,
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så hittar du tillbaka till dig själv lättare.

Säg är du nöjd? min granne säg,
Så prisa värden nu till slut;
Om vi ha en och samma väg,
Så följoms åt; drick ut.
Men först med vinet rött och vitt,
För vår Värdinna bugom oss,
Och halkom sen i graven fritt,
Vid aftonstjärnans bloss.

Song for dinner

Fazekas x 8jaxx - What I want

Vogue

Our Cover/Translation of Nano Ripe
"Esoragoro".

A sleepless night, a tale once told
If it was false, if dreams grow old
Then chasing joy instead of grace
Might leave regrets I can’t erase
But if the shadows in my chest
Are just my soul’s forgotten guest
Then even bruised, if I still try
Could I still love the “I” in “I”?

The split sun rises with a blade of flame
It sears the nerves grown numb to pain
The wish I left in silent prayer
Still lingers ghost-like in the air
A tale unwritten, stripped of fate
The script dissolved, the slate left blank
So let me steer with hands unchained
And fly beyond what can be named

Behind the answers carved in stone
There weeps a voice I’ve never known
Emotion’s not some rusted scale
To weigh in someone else’s tale
It pulses raw, it stirs, it cries
With no need for measured guise
Don’t cage it now, don’t paint it tame
It’s azoth’s spark, the soul’s true flame

The split sun rises with a blade of flame
It sears the nerves grown numb to pain
The wish I left in silent prayer
Still lingers ghost-like in the air
A tale unwritten, stripped of fate
The script dissolved, the slate left blank
So let me steer with hands unchained
And fly beyond what can be named

Not for applause, not to be seen
I hide my scars to breathe serene
I sing a lie with brittle tone
But what I hold is mine alone
If nigredo births the soul’s bright spark
Then all I’ve lost still leaves its mark

The split sun rises, day begins again
No end to chase, no need to feign
This story's thread lies in my palm
Not every tale must end in calm
To be beloved is not the key
Fulfillment’s more than symmetry
So let me steer with hands unchained
A bird, a star — beyond the frame
So let me steer with hands unchained
And name myself in azoth flame

Esoragoto (Cover)

We believe in the power of music to reach out to others, offering solace and a sense of belonging. Our lyrics explore the complexities of life, family, philosophy, spirituality, and the myriad emotions that define our journey. Through this music, we aim to shed light on the strategies of coping, the importance of resilience, and the unwavering belief in a brighter tomorrow.

Esoragoto (Cover)

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