Name: Secrets of the Heart Prelude by Dizzy O'Brian in Ladat’s Support Jan’25 vol.2
Duration: 2 min 40 s
Description: This alternative rock track is the prelude to a new suite called Secrets of the Heart.

Good songwriting and a pleasantly easy going melody.

this song gets me instantly in the mood to dance! thanks!

Ladat’s Support Jan’25 vol.2

Words and Music Andrew Smith 2021
Four o’clock in the morning, And I’m making my way back home
I feel a new day calling, Got your number on my phone
They say that bolts of lightning, Only happen when it’s meant to be
But Girl this thing is frightening
The life right out of me, Creeping up the stairway
Waiting for a cue, How will I feel tomorrow?
When I’m waking up next to you so tell me now

I’ve been struck by lightning now what can I do
Fallen for another guess I’ve blown my cover with you
Never say for ever but I whispered forever to you
Tearing at the seams ‘cus the Girl of my dream ain’t you
But I’m in disguise as I’m closing my eyes

Feeling warm beside me, Dreamy half awake
This is half of something, But it’s all of our mistake
You make is oh so easy, So I never need to try
To search for what is missing, Never knowing it’s a lie
And when we wake tomorrow, And there’s nobody on the phone
I found a four leaf clover,   And I’m gonna’ take is home so tell me now

I’ve been struck by lightning now what can I do
Fallen for another guess I’ve blown my cover with you
Never say for ever but I whispered forever to you
Tearing at the seams ‘cus the Girl of my dream ain’t you
And I’m in disguise as I’m closing my eyes

There are no words to tell you, just the answer in my eyes
I got no rhyme or reason, it’s got me right between the eyes

I’ve been struck by lightning now what can I do
Fallen for another guess I’ve blown my cover with you
Never say for ever but I whispered forever to you
Tearing at the seams ‘cus the Girl of my dream ain’t you
And I’m in disguise as I open my eyes

Never Say Forever!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Di7PqtDYOaE
https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/le-souper-loup

Texte et musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Chant : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Lyrics and music : Myckaêl Marcovic
Vocals : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Translation above

UN SOUPER LOUPÉ

C’était une froide nuit d’hiver,
Un loup sortait de sa tanière,
Quand il vit trois petits cochons
Qui s’enfuirent vers leur maison.

Quand ils arrivent à leur chaumière,
Les cochons se barricadèrent
Le loup hurla, frappa, cogna
Mais à la fin, il s’essouffla.

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Même si tu aimes le jambon,
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Tu n’auras pas les p’tits cochons !

Puis soudain sur le toit, des pas.
Y a quelqu’un dans la cheminée
Qui dans la marmite tomba,
Et l’invité est prisonnier.

Les cochons se mettent à danser
En attendant le bon souper.
Pendant que l’invité cuisait,
Les petits cochons rigolaient.
(refrain)

En ouvrant enfin le couvercle
Quelques cadeaux flottaient sur l’eau
Et puis deux bottes, et le chapeau
Du Père-Noël qu’on vient de perdre !

Les pauvres rennes à la fenêtre
Se d’mandaient où était leur maître
Les p’tits cochons pleuraient aussi
C’est pas gentil, mais c’est ainsi !

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
On n’fait plus partie des gens bons
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Ils vont nous traiter d’cornichons !

Depuis ce jour on ne voit plus
Que de faux Père-Noël partout.
Et ceux qui offrent des joujoux
Sont des remplaçants, bien entendu !
(dernier refrain) (bis)

Paroles et musique :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

A MISSED DINNER

It was a cold winter's night,
A wolf was coming out of his den,
When he saw three little pigs
Who fled to their home.

When they arrived at their cottage,
The pigs barricaded themselves
The wolf howled, kicked and pounded
But in the end, he ran out of steam.

Refrain:
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
Even if you like ham,
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
You won't get the little pigs!

Then suddenly, on the roof, footsteps.
There's someone in the chimney
Who fell into the pot,
And the guest is a prisoner.

The pigs start dancing
Waiting for the right supper.
While the guest was cooking,
The little pigs laughed.
(refrain)

Opening the lid at last
A few presents floated on the water
And then two boots, and the hat
Of the Santa we just lost!

The poor reindeer at the window
Wondering where their master was
The little piggies cried too
It's not nice, but that's how it is!

Refrain :
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
We're no longer good people
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
They'll call us pickles!

Since that day we've seen
Fake Santa Claus everywhere.
And those who give toys
Are substitutes, of course!
(last chorus) (encore)

Lyrics and music :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

Le souper loupé (feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/cada-vez-que-recuerdo-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/cada-vez-que-recuerdoversion-original-ver-texto

Cada vez que recuerdo

Cada vez que recuerdo 
los momentos que pasé junto a ti 
me siento como un niño indefenso 
al que la vida no enseñó a ser feliz.  

Cada vez que me miro 
y me veo naufragando en tu mar 
sonrío, sin querer pero sonrío, 
pues es mejor sonreír que llorar.  

Estribillo  

Mis manos están vacías y frías 
y buscan tan sólo un poco de amor 
que pueda curar mis viejas heridas 
y desterrar para siempre el dolor.  

Mis manos aún recuerdan tu cuerpo 
y quieren palparlo lo mismo que ayer 
para derretir la capa de hielo 
que tu ausencia ha formado en su piel.

  ------------      

Cada vez que la vida 
nos enfrenta, ya no veo en tu mirar 
aquella confianza en ti misma 
y me preocupo por si todo va mal.   

Cada vez irás viendo 
y juzgando con mayor claridad 
que nunca, si tu fin es el dinero, 
encontrarás plena felicidad.  

Estribillo
Every time I remember

Every time I remember
the moments I spent with you
I feel like a helpless child
who life did not teach to be happy.

Every time I look at myself
and see myself shipwrecked in your sea
I smile, without wanting to, but I smile,
because it is better to smile than to cry.

Chorus

My hands are empty and cold
and they only seek a little love
that can heal my old wounds
and banish the pain forever.

My hands still remember your body
and want to touch it the same as yesterday
to melt the layer of ice
that your absence has formed on its skin.

------------

Every time life
faces us, I no longer see in your gaze
that self-confidence
and I worry that everything goes wrong.

Each time you will see
and judge with greater clarity
than ever, if your goal is money,
you will find complete happiness.

Chorus

Cada vez que recuerdo

Not all things fade by nature. Some are made to disappear.

Evanescent Frequency mirrors a world where decay is no longer organic but imposed, where lifespans—of objects, ideas, and even sound—are carefully engineered to be short-lived. In nature, resonance lingers, and silence comes gradually. But in an age of programmed obsolescence, disappearance is manufactured, ensuring that what was once essential is discarded before its time.

The music unfolds in this same manufactured cycle. It begins with fragments—small pulses of energy, scattered textures that gradually coalesce, gaining complexity and momentum. Harmonies expand, orchestration thickens, and layers accumulate, reflecting the illusion of permanence and progress.

At its peak, the structure begins to dissolve. But this is not destruction—it is an unraveling, an enforced stillness that overtakes what was once vibrant. The density of sound fades into weightlessness, harmonies drift apart, and resonance becomes ghostly, as if the music itself is slipping away into the unreachable. The frequencies do not end abruptly but instead dissolve into an ethereal quiet, mirroring the way things vanish from use yet never fully disappear.

Evanescent Frequency is a meditation on impermanence, on the forces that decide what is allowed to endure and what is designed to be forgotten. It asks us to listen—to what fades, to what remains, and to the silence left behind.

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Storm Whispers

Empty

Life in constant motion
Not a chance to unwind
We Bury all emotion
Stay focused and aligned
This Life it moves so fast
And It’s a relentless race
But I can’t forget the magic
Of that old familiar place

They say you should never look back
But I can’t forget the good times

Holding on to moments 
Like precious grains of sand
Life in the hourglass
Is slipping through our hands
Faces disappearing 
into the flow of time
Never understanding that 
We were living in our prime

They say you should never look back
But I can’t forget the good times

I remember good good good good times
I remember good times 
Feels so long ago

And as the years press on
And the grievances grow
So much resentment from
A thousand years ago
All that has been forgotten 
And all you bet remains
Are the precious memories
Of my most cherished days

I remember good good good good times
I remember good times 

Remember the good times
It’s what makes life worth while
These times will make you smile
And keep your heart alive

Remember Good Times

This alternative rock track is the prelude to a new suite called Secrets of the Heart.

Secrets of the Heart

Secrets of the Heart Prelude

Wake Me Up in April!

Cri du coeur d'habitants du nord de la France ...automne-hiver 24-25
Cry from the heart from the people of the north of France...autumn-winter 24-25

TRANSLATION (attempt)
Wake Me Up in April

Outside, it's too dirty, too grim
Sidewalks, men’s suits, fog and clouds
layers of gray all around
I'd rather stay hidden in here

Wake me up in April, but until then
Until then, give me a break
A break at home
Let me smooth out all my bumps
And regain  my strength
Dry out all my sorrow
Take back my human form 

I feel better under the quilt
Than on the pavement, the asphalt
I can smell scents of feathers
Forget the wind and the snowflakes

Wake me up in April, but until then
Until then, give me a break
A break at home
Let me smooth out all my bumps
And regain  my strength
Dry out all my sorrow
Take back my human form 

I’m just a little junk turtle 
When the sun tickles gently
The soft cotton of my sheets
I will slip out of my shell

Wake me up in April, but until then
Until then, give me a break
A break at home
Now I’ve smoothed all my bumps
And regained my strength
I shake out all my lace
I hear the bells ringing!

Réveillez-moi en avril (with translation)

There’s a place where the mountains sigh,
Where the rivers hum and the stars won’t die.
Dreams and memories blend as one,
Under skies that burn with an endless sun.

The wind carries songs of a life I’ve known,
Through fields I’ve sown and a love I’ve grown.
Every step I’ve taken, every path I’ve roamed,
Has led me here, to this place I call home.

A perfect world, where the wild runs free,
Built from the threads of my history.
No shadows fall, no storms arise,
Just endless skies where my heaven lies.

There’s a woman’s laugh in the summer air,
Her touch as light as the morning’s prayer.
Good horses graze where the meadows gleam,
And the peace I’ve found feels just like a dream.

A perfect world, where the wild runs free,
Built from the threads of my history.
No shadows fall, no storms arise,
Just endless skies where my heaven lies.

Time doesn’t matter; it drifts away,
Here, every sunrise feels like it stays.
Death had no fangs, it was soft and kind,
And it carried me here, where the stars align.

A perfect world, where the wild runs free,
Built from the threads of my history.
No shadows fall, no storms arise,
Just endless skies where my heaven lies.

If you wonder where I’ve gone to stay,
Follow the light at the break of day.
In the fields and skies where the wild runs high,
You’ll find me there, where my heaven lies.

Where My Heaven Lies

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Dizzy O'Brian's music encompasses everything from alternative rock to electro and ambient. A classically trained composer and performer, his major influences include classical composers such as Mozart and Beethoven as well as classic rock groups such as The Beatles, The B52s, Yes and Frank Zappa, to name a few.

Ladat, born Ladislav Tesar, is Litomerice (Czech republic) native, body and soul, who writes and composes his music in Chatel-St-Denis, Switzerland. Ladat is not a band in the true sense of the word, but rather a musical project that emerged in 2019 as an escape from reality, because things go better with music.

Ladat's musical odyssey defies conventional labels and freely blends elements of rock, folk, country, and jazz into a rich and genre-bending style that invites listeners to explore the diverse spectrum of influences that shape his emotional and diverse compositions.
As an experienced composer and lyricist, Ladat weaves stories that deeply resonate with audiences and offers a captivating and immersive musical experience, where each song is an expression of boundless passion, creativity, and an unapologetic celebration of musical diversity.

Since 2021, Ladat has been collaborating freely with the Slovenian A7 Recording Studio and musicians around guitarist and drummer Blaž Pavšič, such as Uroš Mohorič (guitar), Gregor Alič aka Hanson or Peter Beznec (bass), and singers Anton Premec, Kristina Jelić, Maja Štebih, Hana Pavšič or Oliver Neff aka Titanic Jack.

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