« Psaume 67 » My new piece for recitant and strings

Lyrics:
Twenty floors up, just you and me,
You look amazing, wild and free.
I smell your scent, it drives me wild,
A sensual tease for an elevator ride.

You assess my ass, eyes burning bright,
Leather and tattoos, You’re pure delight.
You lean in close, your breath on my skin
You touch my waist, let the fury begin.

(Chorus)
In this elevator, under the crude lights,
Your kinky smiles, my desire ignites.
Dirty words, your devilish fingers,
Moments like these, forever lingers.

I’m overwhelmed, panties at my knees
The mirrors reflect our tangled bodies
I wave and moan as the world fade.
In this metal box, our love displayed.

We kiss deeply, I  fondle your nipples
Between my thighs, your hand stipples.
Impressionist orgasm, a master piece.
Our reflections multiply my bliss.

(Bridge)
We’re caught in our rush,
oh, that heated blush.
Bring this orgasmic lush, 
Get ready for the gush.

(Chorus)
In this elevator, under the crude lights,
Your kinky smiles, my desire ignites.
Dirty words, your devilish fingers,
Moments like these, forever lingers.

The doors open, unleash our heat,
I pull up my panties, red as a beet.
My friends’ flat is on the right,
The doors close, you take flight.


Elevator Love

A stripped down  acoustic version of my song with just my Taylor 114ce guitar and my voice.

The North Pole was melting
And fearing a catastrophe
Santa hitched up his reindeer and flew to Washington DC

The Air Force saw him approaching
They scrambled a fighter jet
They almost shot him down before they realized he wasn’t a threat

They escorted him to the white house
To meet the president.
They posed for a photo together and then Santa Started to vent.

He said please mister president
I know you want to drill baby drill
But all those CO2 emissions are making the North Pole ill

He said I’m sorry Father Christmas
But I’m not interested in energy that’s green
it’s more important to me that we have cheap gasoline
And free Toys made by Elves in the North Pole sounds very nice
But you’re taking away American jobs, so I won’t take your advice

Then Santa said that since the ice will soon melt away
He asked the President if they could move to the USA

He said you and Misses Clause are welcome
because you look just like me
But we can’t have those pointy eared elves
Living here in the land of the free

So Santa flew back to the north pole
And sitting on the last patch of ice
Was a giant spaceship that even Elon Musk thought looked very nice
The Elves had built it while he was gone
tears of sadness ran down Santa’s face
And they all got on the ship, and they flew off into outer space

Now every Christmas Eve people look up at the sky
And they think about those good old days when Santa used to fly
Toys made by elves in the North Pole sure would be nice
But at least we get to buy our gasoline for a very cheap price.

The North Pole Was Melting (Acoustic)

This is the first track with me and my dear son together.
He made this beautiful music and mix, I made lyrics and vocals
Thank you so much, EffAy (Fredrik),  you are awesome!
🫶
(Sounds best with ear phones)

I'm  floating on a wave...
Flying in the wind...
I'm dancing to the light...
Breathng the air of life....

Floating

A good friend of mine is a huge fan of 70's psychedelic rock and ballads with guitars. So, I offer him this little parody, in my own personal style.
Lyrics:
She came gooning across the water,
With her vibrators and dildos,
Looking for an orgasmic pleasure,
pulsing from her ears to her toes.
Underneath the creamy moonlight,
the rhythm's calling her like the waves
She edged like a flame in the night,
In the lost lusty realm she craves

Chorus
Oh,  let the sultry winds blow,
Feel the desire rise like a tide, 
let the pleasure vibes flow,
humping on the pillow you ride.

She’s a mermaid on the shoreline,
Calling out to the souls at sea,
Where the sensual energies shine,
She set the creamy orgasms free.
The ocean’s heart was banging faster,
With every squirt, the tide embraced,
Her wild energy, building her disaster,
On the horny paths she traced .

Chorus
Oh,  let the sultry winds blow,
Feel the desire rise like a tide, 
let the pleasure vibes flow,
humping on the pillow you ride.

She came gooning across the water,
With her vibrators and dildos,
Looking for an orgasmic pleasure,
pulsing from her ears to her toes.
Let the juice come crashing over,
She’ll ride the waves into the sun,
With orgasms that will last forever,
The journey has just begun.

Chorus
She came gooning across the water,
With her vibrators and dildos,
Looking for an orgasmic pleasure,
pulsing from her ears to her toes.


She came accross the water

Hi everyone! While I make some finishing touches on the next song, I have an old one from 20 years ago. It was one of the first compositions I made. I had no idea what I was doing (still have no idea) and so I just followed the feeling. I made it around August of 2004 and it was recorded using the mic from an old school logitech headset, so it was actually lofi. At the time I had just started medical school, and the summer before it was probably the best summer I've ever had. I made some new friends and we had a lot of fun. I was feeling a lot of hope, a little bit of love, and some homesickness after I went back to study. So that's what that's about. Thanks for listening!

Summer 2004 (instrumental)

Told you

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Silently-Preparing-1273517505

Wealth Costs The Wellness Of Saints

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A new track from me and my son  EffAy  (Fredrik)
He  played the guitar and made the mix
I made lyrics and vocal
Thank you once again, Fredrik. So glad you will make music with your mum ❤️

Thank you so much for listening 🫶

Lyrics:

The morning dew is here
Old memories come through..
The taste of coffee, makes me think
I used to drink it with you...
I see your face in the morning dew..

The morning dew is here
But slowly the sky turns blue
I drink my coffee, look around and smile
The sunbeams dance around you
And chase away the morning dew...

Morning Dew

Warm Windows

J'ai déjà sur SoundCloud avec 1931 Abonnés, 1999 abonnements et 2060 titres (Sur SoundCloud ✷ NEXT PRO)
j'ai créé un nouvlau compte SoundCloud ✷ NEXT afin de mettre en valeur mes derniers enregistrements ainsi que mes compositions les plus récentes...
Je remercie donc tous mes amis musiciens compositeurs qui me suivent de bien vouloir désormais me contacter sur cette nouvelle version.
Je suis professeur de flûte traversière, flutiste concertiste, compositeur et ingénieur software spécialisé MAO : Musique Assistée par Ordinateur et spécialiste Audio depuis 1993.

« Dans ma musique, j'essaie de m'inspirer des formes que l'on retrouve dans la nature là où le Cosmos donne naissance au fabuleux Microcosme qui nous entoure constamment...De même que nous, en tant qu'êtres humains, nous sommes tous différents, dans la nature la répétition n'existe pas...»
Je suis édité à Paris aux éditions Combre - Lemoine ainsi que chez Billaudot.
Voici quelques liens utiles me concernant :
https://www.facebook.com/franckdouvin
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCq-H2y_Kg_7ftLiY4n3qxSw
https://www.franckdouvin.com/accueil
https://www.smclausanne.ch/archives/compositeurs-197.html
https://www.henry-lemoine.com/fr/compositeurs#77a1/embedded/m=and&q=Franck+Douvin
https://www.billaudot.com/esearch?q=Franck+Douvin
https://www.amazon.fr/dp/B00LHEGX0Y/ref=sr_1_1_rd?_encoding=UTF8&child=B00LHEGZVQ&qid=1480168210&sr=1-1%3C/a%3E
https://www.diamdiffusion.fr/recherche?mode=0&detail=1&titre=Franck+Douvin
https://www.paypal.me/FDouvin

Je suis membre de la Sacem à Paris, de la Suisa en Suisse. Je fais partie de l'association « Archébole » dont le siège est à Lausanne.
Mes professeurs de flûte traversière furent :
Jacques Lévêque
Maurice Beugnon
Alain Marion
Michel Debost
Pierre Lambert
Robert Hériché et 
Shigenori Kudo.
Mon maître de composition était : Lucian Metianu (Né en 1937) - Compositeur Suisse d'origine Roumaine.
Franck

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