Name: 🎆 Live Today on Spotify - "Dark Harbor" collab w/ Emma Aviles by Dreaming While Awake
Duration: 7 min 17 s
Description: A collab I just finished with singer Emma Aviles from Marin County, California

really like this. thanks. checking out the rest of your stuff now.

Para escuchar la versión con Martin T.  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/352e3614-b928-439b-93c7-507886472145
Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/por-un-beso-tuyo-version-original-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/por-un-beso-tuyo

POR UN BESO TUYO


Me siento como una fiera
al verte huyendo de mí
no me permites siquiera
sentarme cerca de ti.

Me tachas de pegajoso
porque te quiero besar
y que es el mío un acoso
que no puedes soportar.

Simplemente te diré
que el amor es otra cosa
que el fantasma del ayer
pesa en ti como una losa.

Por un beso tuyo
por tenerte cerca
por abrir la puerta
de tu corazón
detendría el mundo
mataría el miedo
besaría el cielo
por su comprensión.

Por un beso tuyo,
ese que aún no has dado
porque lo has guardado
muy dentro de ti,
abriría un surco
en mi pensamiento,
sembraría aliento
para proseguir.	

Me acusas de teatrero
de  despreciar la moral
de anidar en mi cerebro
el gran pecado mortal

Simplemente te diré
que no soy un perturbado:
mi único pecado es...
es quererte demasiado.

Por Un Beso Tuyo (versión instrumental)

I Do It My Way

Klangoebel-Soundtracks, Vol. 2: Stranger Atmospheres

Red Curtain Room Front Right

Why Can't You See The Pain is a song about a teen girl's life struggles. Thinking that no one cares, and going through life like a snow globe that everyone "shakes and stares" at. The song builds with the question, "Will I ever live again-well maybe." I hope you feel the deep pain that some teenage girls struggle with on a daily basis

Why Can't You See The Pain

“I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
― Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time
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Racing the clock, a battle unwon
Papers pile high, another night's begun
Chasing the ghosts of work undone
But the ticking hand mocks every run

I hear the rush, the wind in my ear
That whooshing noise, loud and clear

I love deadlines, they fly right by
Like comets streaking through the sky
Whoosh, they go, with a fleeting noise
Another one lost, but I'm still poised

Lost in the grind, where time slips away
The hours blend, night turns to day
I'm dancing on the edge, come what may
But there's a thrill in this delay

The rush is sweet, the noise I enjoy
That whooshing sound, my twisted joy

I love deadlines, they fly right by
Like comets streaking through the sky
Whoosh, they go, with a fleeting noise
Another one lost, but I'm still poised

The clock strikes twelve, a hollow chime
But I'm not trapped by borrowed time
I laugh and let the moments pass
No regrets, no looking back

I love deadlines, they fly right by
Like comets streaking through the sky
Whoosh, they go, with a fleeting noise
Another one missed, but I'm still poised

So let them whoosh, let them fly
I'll take the ride, and I'll touch the sky
Deadlines come, and deadlines go
But I'll keep rolling, go with the flow

The Sound Of Deadlines

With Husky's Call, I embody the connection between the vast, frozen wilderness and the resilient husky, representing strength, freedom, and loyalty. Through my voice, I channel the husky's powerful journey across the icy plains, capturing the solitude and the fierce determination it holds. Each word is a tribute to their unwavering courage, as they lead us through blizzards and dark nights, guided by instinct and heart.

In this song, I reflect on their inner spirit,  the way they chase the auroras, dream of the sun even in the darkest polar nights, and embrace the challenges of their harsh environment. My voice carries the admiration I feel for these creatures, who are not just animals but symbols of survival and companionship in the wilderness. The husky’s howl is a call to the wild, a legacy that echoes through the snow, and I sing to celebrate their role as guardians of the frozen world.

Every verse, every note, mirrors the raw beauty of their life in the cold, and through the chorus, I express how they lead us, not just physically, but spiritually, beyond the limits of what we know, into the heart of the North.

Husky's Call

Astral Pain (nice acoustic)

Vers Montalivet, sur des plages sans fin, courent nos jeunes années..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeLUspcybfQ
Paroles:
Poussiéreux et jaunis, de mes tiroirs secrets,
Mes dessins ressurgissent une enfance en éveil.
Anodines couleurs, naïvement pensées,
Où se mêlent sans bruit les frissons d'un sommeil.
Mes navires naufragés au large des côtes brunes,
Silencieux souvenirs dans l'eau claire des lagunes.
Eternelle mémoire par le temps ravagée,
Eternel refuge pour les jours lacérés.
Où, dansent encore loin de tout les mots de ceux qu'on aime,
Aquarelle irréelle du vent qui nous ramène,
Vers les plages oubliées dont nos vies se souviennent.
Où, vivent et meurent à la fois les rires de ceux qu'on aime,
Aquarelle irréelle du vent qui nous ramène,
les prénoms oubliés dont nos coeurs se souviennent.
Douloureux mais utile, voyage dans mes années,
Mes dessins ressurgissent une enfance solitaire.
Anodines couleurs, exorcistes des faits,
où se mêlent sans bruit les frissons de naguère.
Mes héros encensés sur des champs de bataille,
Silhouettes immobiles, mécaniques sans failles,
Cruels observateurs de ce temps qui s'enfuit,
Aquarelle irréelle du temps que l'on poursuit.
Je me souviens des soirs là bas, nos longues courses à perdre haleine,
Quand l'océan nous ramenait, les rires perdus de ceux qu'on aime.
Je me rappelle les nuits là bas, nos longs silences sur la jetée,
Quand l'océan nous ramenait, les prénoms oubliés.
Christian PERUTI

Christian PERUTI

Aquarelle irréelle

A collab I just finished with singer Emma Aviles from Marin County, California

🎆 Live Today on Spotify - "Dark Harbor" collab w/ Emma Aviles

Hot Mess Heroine
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

Someone has to land this plane
Put out the fire, wait for the rain
This dance cannot go on
It has been going much too long

From that first day when we met
The crowded floor, The smell of sweat
All I seem to do is cry
I have been flying much too high

[chorus]
I look at you
You look away
No time to go
No time to stay

[instrumental]

With my head down on the table
I see the sunrise through my glass
But the colors are all wrong
This was meant to be my song

This was going to be my day
With pink sand and yellow sun
It was always me and you
But this sunrise is all blue

[chorus]
I look at you
You look away
No time to go
No time to stay

[instrumental]

[outro]

Hot Mess Heroine (rnb 1)

Guitars, Bass, Keys - Franco Tartaglia (FT)
Recording and composition - FT

In Memoria

Musical Artist
"Dreaming While Awake"
Espen Skaar

🎆 Live Today on Spotify - "Dark Harbor" collab w/ Emma Aviles

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