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David Shawty - Ceiling Terk

somewhere (sol.fxp + histarkey)

evan77 - somewhere (sol.fxp + histarkey)

Motion feat. erikdrop (Prod Me)

1for2

you know i was wrong i shouldve killed the thing in me

vaseline

chaching ft. fiction57 {prod prblm + gv1nn}

Exhausted (prod. phatphuq + dontmove)

If Death came to visit me today, or even tomorrow,
do not dim yourself in sorrow, nor close your windows.
I have left crumbs of light in the mornings,
on the stones I stepped upon,
and in the beautiful things I beheld,
in the flowers I caressed with my eyes;
there, without searching for me, you will find me, like a lotus bloom.

I will spill into every drop of rain,
into the blackbird’s first song,
into the white foam that kisses the cliffs.
You will find me in the trembling of the leaves,
in the caress of a wind you do not know,
in a smile whose owner you cannot name.

Sing, brother, sing;
dance, sister, dance,
for my soul does not say farewell,
it only changes its path.
Seek me in the music of the world,
and you will find me whole.

I will be like the Little Prince from distant stars,
who departed without sorrow, who let himself fall
and crossed the horizon like a flaming arrow
to his true home.
And in the night I will be your star:
when you lift your gaze,
I will laugh, blushing, twinkling like the constellations.

When I leave this earth,
do not shroud yourself in mourning.
Turn the day into a feast,
dress in finery and let love shine
with the vibrant colors of joy.
Dance to the rhythm of my music and the tides,
and there, in love,
we will meet again.

Sing, brother, sing;
dance, sister, dance,
for my soul does not say farewell,
it only changes its path.
Seek me in the music of the world,
and you will find me whole.

If Death came to visit me today, or even tomorrow

Alternative rock song in the style of 2000s German indie rock bands, melancholic and intellectual mood, poetic and cryptic lyrics in German. Dry baritone vocals, calm and slightly detached delivery. Minimalistic arrangement: steady mid-tempo drums, warm bassline, clean electric guitar with subtle delay, occasional dissonant chords. Sparse production, raw but intimate, evoking early 2000s indie rock with a reflective and melancholic atmosphere, lyrics: Balkonblumen, music: AI

L’assaut sur les etoiles remastered

you know i was wrong i shouldve killed the thing in me

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