Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

Lyrics

Lessons learned in borrowed time
Sudden change with a blink of an eye
Where did it go? 
Swallowed by fortitude?
Where has it gone as the day breaks?
Mostly lost in a foreign land
Surrounded by the pull of sinking sand
Dreaming of life
Grieving in solitude
When will it end as the ground shakes?
Why does the ground shake?
Why?
Sailing on the sea of regret
Playing with the hand that you're dealt
Not giving up is a human art
Fighting on when you feel you can't
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Don't stick around in the cold despair
Don't make it up you can make it there
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Another set of winding stairs
That lead you to a truth that you cannot bear
Looking down from the precipice 
Embroiled by the thoughts of nothingness
Silent screams from a whisky jar
That hit you with the force of a speeding car
A flicker of light, a drizzle of rain
Impaled by the force of all life's pain
Why is there so much pain?
Why?
Sailing on the river of guilt
Playing with the hand that you're dealt
Not giving up is a human art
Fighting on when you feel you can't
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Don't stick around in the cold despair
Don't make it up when you make it there
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can

Believe You Can

Transitions

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track inspired by the movie Event Horizon

Plus Vite, Plus Loin, Plus Rien (Faster, Further, Nothing) (より速く、より遠く、何もない)

Restored ━dans les bois de Gladys

World of Bells

Zeitgeist - Spirit of the times. [lyrics at the bottom]
When I was very young I wrote rock and pop songs. Finally after many years of instrumental music I returned to composing a song with the help of @Xian3 who wrote beautiful lyrics and provided a great vocal interpretation and whom I thank for his willingness and enthusiasm.
It's apparently a love song but it also speaks of existential restlessness, of fear in its double value of paralyzing or strengthening the life force.
The collaboration had only one difficult moment when, due to a linguistic misunderstanding, I misunderstood a joke and thought Xian was a Lazio team fan (I swear it's all true)... We came close to an international crisis!!! :)))
As you can listen, to make the collaboration more "thrilling" he decided to write the first part in German, which I don't speak. He assured me that the meaning is more or less similar to the second part in English... But who knows... Let's hope so! :))
[If anyone who speaks German reads anything suspicious against Roma team, please let me know, thanks.] :))))

Zeitgeist

Im toten Winkel, da haust
Ein Schatten, der mich immer wieder verfolgt
Jedes mal, wenn ich arbeiten will
Ein Seufzer des Zweifels
Fällt in mein Ohr
Das ist nicht immer unbedingt schlecht,
Doch es macht nervös,
Sieh,

Kann nicht ohne dich sein
Kann nicht ohne dich leben,
Du tiefste Angst
Kann nicht ohne dich gehen,
Du tiefste Angst

Behind the blind spot there lurks
A shadow that is always following me
Everytime i want do my work
A sweet sigh of doubt
Just drops in my ear
This is not necessarily bad,
But It bothers me,
See

I can’t live without you
I can’t live without you , now
My deepest fear
I can’t leave without you, now
My deepest fear

How i wish, you were not here
I would not shed a single tear
I would
I would

Can’t you leave without me ?
Can’t you just let me sleep in ?
My deepest fear
Would you live without me, now
My deepest fear
Would you ?
Wouldn’t you ?
Would you, please ?
Would you, please ?

Lyrics: @Xian3
Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Restored ━dans les bois de Gladys

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