Good melody/Lyrics/Singing..Honest song..Well done.

Wonderful tune. Love the unexpected turns in the melody.

Another great song with excellent performances . Love it!

‘Jardin du passé’, which means garden of the past, talks about the ghosts of past love stories, lived halfway or to the fullest, dreamed or for real, leaving behind only the nostalgic memory of what was supposed to be the love of a life, but ended up revealing itself as being only a big fantasy.

In this song, Inyha evokes the often thin border between reality and imagination, passionate love and love for passion, unjustified nostalgia and memories we want to keep close to our heart.

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Written, recorded and produced by Inyha

Inyha - Voice, Piano, Glockenspiel, Synthesizers
Jimmy Deer - Mixing Engineer

Inyha Contact Info:
https://www.instagram.com/inyhamusic/
http://www.inyha.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLagoRX48FumzRA7rdo3PkA


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PAROLES :

Des tournesols un mois d’aout
dans ta voiture sur la route
un baiser, un sourire, tes histoires

Comme dans un rêve aveuglée
par ton charme, tes idées
j’étais folle amoureuse d’un fantôme

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Et de promesses d’une vie à deux

Tu es parti sans aucun bruit
Mais ton fantôme continue 
à me hanter inconnu par téléphone

Quand je réponds à mon tour
pas un mot de retour
O je demande juste une chose, c’est d’oublier

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Et les promesses dans le vent s’envolaient

Tu ne vaux pas la peine
d’un souvenir, d’un totem
dans mon grand jardin du passé.

Tu m’aimais bien jamais
Aujourd’hui, je le sais
Et ton fantôme a disparu
tout comme toi…

pouf

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Mais il y a que moi qui vraiment y croyais.

Les tournesols de l’époque
ont fané depuis longtemps
ton sourire, tes baisers
sont oubliés.





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LYRICS:


GARDEN OF THE PAST

Sunflowers, in the month of August, 
in your car on the road.
A kiss, a smile, your stories 

Like in a dream
blinded by your charm, your ideas
I was crazily in love with a ghost. 

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
And of promises of a life together 

You left without a sound 
But your ghost continues 
to haunt me unknown by telephone 

When I answer on my end 
not a word back 
Oh, I just ask for one thing and that is to forget. 

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
And of promises that flew off with the wind.

You’re not worthy
of a memory, of a totem 
in my big garden of the past. 

You never really loved me 
Today, I know it
And your ghost has disappeared 
just like you…

puff

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
but I was the only one, who really believed in it. 

The sunflowers from once upon a time 
have wilted long ago.
Your smile, your kisses
have been forgotten.

Jardin du passé

The power of rock and EDM mixed into one song about the hopes of creating a Utopian society and the challenges we face today. Blending the raw energy of rock with the futuristic allure of electronic elements, it creates a soundscape that transports you into a future world while igniting an adrenaline rush.  Any and all feedback appreciated! Leave a comment or follow if you like!

Utopia

Composer: Karl Heimgartner Dat : 27.08. 2023  / © Copyright     
Genre:       Folk 
Album:       The Beauty of Nature
Track    :    7.
Title:           The Glorious Morning Mood 
Lyrics:        Karl Heimgartner © 
Extern Mix and Mastering :  MTM - Mastering True Music Production
Mixed and mastered by  Alessandro Giordano of MTM

https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/0DqIXnxtjksVLbrGqFhkUJ?si=ug1njbnKSI-D3zDxTekx9A

The Glorious Morning Mood is the 9th song of my folk album 2023 The Beauty of Nature and closes with it.
I will release the album  in December 2023.

I sent the finished folk song and 7 stems to MTM Mastering True Music Production for checking and sound improvement, which worked very well. A very nice team from Spain. Guitars and voice have now got the sound I had imagined. For me it was very worthwhile to pass this mix and mastering on to an external company. When composing and recording, mixing and mastering, your ear becomes fixed in your DAW (brain). You often don't find your sounds that good. That's why I use an external mix and mastering studio to check. I really had a very positive experience with MTM. With young ears and with professional training that completed my work.
 
Thanks for the collaboration, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production
Mixed and mastered by Alessandro Giordano of MTM

https://masteringtruemusic.es/




www.karlheinzheimgartner.com

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner56.my.canva.site/

The Glorious Morning Mood

Permanence

De retour après une longue absence et pour fêter ça je vous propose un rock Charentais et je ne pouvais pas trouver mieux que xo en titre

Xo Rock

Charcoal Eyes

As Foretold (Temple Of The Haunted Man and Cosmic Keanu)

Song was created for one of the greatest Sci-Fi/Horror movies every made!
Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all clean harmonic, octave, vocal octave lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, vocal & synth
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Aliens

Translation above

Sur un texte de la délicieuse et espiègle Jacqueline Blériot. http://www.bleriot.net/Jacqueline_Bleriot.html

Il m’a tout pris

Il est entré comme ça chez moi
On aurait dit qu’il était chez lui
Il portait un vieux costum’ gris
Et il avait des cheveux gras
Comme il n’avait pas prévenu
J’ai pas eu l’ temps de me maquiller
De tout’s façons, si j’avais su
Je n’ me serais mêm’ pas coiffée

Refrain :
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris
Tout tout tout
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris
Mais j’ai rien dit

Il a voulu fair’ l’inventaire
Alors je me suis déshabillée
C’est là qu’il a eu plutôt l’air
Légèr’ment déstabilisé
Et puis sans avoir l’air gêné
Il a fait l’ tour du propriétaire
Et moi, je lui ai tout montré
Il a fait une moue vulgaire
Ça m’a vexée
(refrain)

Il m’a j’tée sur le canapé
Moi, j’ai pensé qu’il allait me prendre
Mais il m’a dit de la fermer
Et il a voulu voir ma chambre
Je lui ai montré le chemin
Il prenait des notes sur un cal’pin
Puis il m’a enfin regardée
Et m’a dit de me rhabiller

Parlé :
Il m’a tout pris
Sauf mon lit, une table et une chaise
Alors c’est là que j’ai compris
Qu’un huissier c’est pas sur un lit
Ni même sur une chaise
Qu’il vous biaise !

Refrain :
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris, 
Tout, tout, tout
Il m’a tout pris
N’a rien laissé (bis)
Sauf ma liberté de penser

Texte : Jacqueline Blériot
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, 13 juin 2023

With text by the delightfully mischievous Jacqueline Blériot. http://www.bleriot.net/Jacqueline_Bleriot.html

He took everything from me

He came into my house like that
He looked like he was home
He wore an old gray suit
And he had greasy hair
Since he hadn't warned me
I didn't have time to put on makeup
Anyway, if I'd known
I wouldn't even have done my hair

Chorus :
He took everything from me
I don't get it
He took everything from me
Everything, everything, everything
Il m'a tout pris
I understood nothing
He took everything from me
But I said nothing

He wanted to do the inventory
So I took off all my clothes
That's when he looked a bit
Slightly unsettled
And then without looking embarrassed
He took a look around
And I showed him everything
He made a vulgar pout
That offended me
(refrain)

He threw me on the couch
I thought he was going to take me
But he told me to shut up
And he wanted to see my room
I showed him the way
He took notes on a cal'pin
Then he finally looked at me
And told me to get dressed

Spoke:
He took everything
Except my bed, a table and a chair
And that's when I realized
A bailiff doesn't sit on a bed
Or even a chair
He'll screw you!

Chorus :
He took everything from me
I understood nothing
He's taken everything from me, 
Everything, everything, everything
Il m'a tout pris
Left me nothing (bis)
Sauf ma liberté de penser

Text: Jacqueline Blériot
Music: Myckaël Marcovic, June 13, 2023

Il m'a tout pris (Jacqueline Blériot / Myckaël Marcovic)

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