this is the second song I recorded with 'Wollvieh Production'.

Down the road

Oh, my Love
Down the road I go
The night, it ain’t warm 
And I’ m scared

Oh, My Love
Down the road I go
But down to the beyond I’ve found a window to push through

Oh, my Love
Down the road I go
Dying all the time
The cold wind will know

But I’ve got me a flash
I’m caught by my dream
I‘ll arise like a free bird
I am 
New-born to steam
Against the frontiers of reasons
I don’t believe in
I come on
And come on
And come on
To win
Back my old tracks there
To guide me at home
I’ m crying like a baby
I’ m sucking this song

Oh, my Love
Down the road I go
The night now is warmer and it don’t (doesn’t) alarm me no more

Oh, my Love
Down the road you go
I’ll catch you tonight
In my lonely arm we’ll flow

(copyright by Ghila Pan)

Down The Road

in 1998 I recorded this piece all alone, later I changed the lyrics a little bit.

Waters underground
Twenty-five years on mysterious tracks
They’ve caught a fool
But I’ve found
Some bricks have been slipping away

I’ m so sorry for the keeper
A cat is on the run
Baby’s drifting deeper
Rising circles to the sun

But I know 
How to rock the ship of my soul
How to lie at anchor 
On trustworthy waves
How to rely on and on

I hear the mellow rain 
And a thunder, I’ m burning
Are you here to meet me, my Brother,
Or am I only yearning?

La Luna’s in the doorway
Her face is black as velvet nights
Her footprints smile:
It’s your way
And I’m twinkling for a while

Chapters of the season
They turn
They flow
They melt into
One word
To quit all reasons
Maybe you’re here forever
And a day

The wind blows in the harbour 
The wind blows across the sea
Oh Lord, give me faith
Faith and trust in thee

Copyright Ghila Pan: 
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCDzTCRL0CIhq9yHjxBBkSyA    Video 2014

Waters underground (with Keybord and double Voice)

recorded 2017  at home with a  dictating machine.

Eva’s prayer   

Thank you for bread
And thank you for wine
Thank you for all that I’ve had
Thank you for David  
His theme was my cost
Thank you for all that I’ve lost

I’ve found roses inside a snake
I’ve found roses inside
You say we’ll meet in the garden 

Thank you for salmon
And thank you for teeth
I thank you for all 
‘Cause I breathe
You blow away good
And you blow away bad
 thank you for blowing me mad
Instead  

Thank you for freedom
That’s lasting in jail
I thank you for all
That did fail
Thanks to the Phoenix
God thanks for my hands
Thanks to everyone
Who understands 

Thanks for the gap at the edge of my feet
I thank the beloved ones I meet
We turn into music
We turn into sound
We’re turning our worlds to got round

Thank you for life
And I thank you for death
You say…

(Lyrics and music)copyright  by Ghila Pan

Eva's Prayer (new version)

A song arose on the beginning of spring, today. I recorded it spontanously with my recording machine, so no reveberator and other technic advices are given. This is a song for all lovers left alive.

Pan rises again and again.

Music and lyrics by Ghila Pan

Lover Come On

This song means a lot to me. But it took some time for me to understand. And it took time and work for me to find out how I would want to sing this song. I changed the chordes of the original tune and slightly changed some lines of the lyrics, too.
As usual, I recorded it with my dictation machine, so the sound is far from studio standards. The voice is recorded without reverberator or other technical addition, Hope you like it, anyway.

Thunderroad (Springsteen Cover)

recorded 20.07. 2018

..by the way, the picture nearby has nothing to do with the song (or does it?). I t was just the mess on my little living room table, when I recorded this song today.

Nice little daddy
                                                                         
Sometimes when the mood is right
The river takes me to the other side
There I used to wander through the dark
Searching for my stolen crown
I’d lost it to a stranger’s frown
Somewhere at the edge of town

He’d tried to kick me
Right between the eyes
By telling that the Author lies
But then I looked straight in his face
And the stranger turned into a haunted place

The mirror had crashed, the glass was broken,
I heard the wind
The word you ’d spoken
And in that house in Twilight Street
I went 
Some nightmares for to meet
But then at last I found my crown
Right at my feet


So I’m climbing up that hill again
To fix two needles in the rain
In little worlds 
I won’t remain
And I’ m moving to my very haunt
The price is paid
Of getting everything I want

And I steam like a night-train
Weigh like a willow 
Jerk like a newborn ale!
And – behind that tan – I hear
An Elf is whispering something in my ear!

Sometimes he’ ll come along the man you love
And he’ll be big and strong,
The man you love!”

< Elfy, it is nice, but I think, it’s not my size,
But I’ll tell you what I want >:

A one, a two a three, a four


I want a nice little daddy
To rock me all the night
I want a big, steady baby
To roll into the light
I want a steamy love-dragon
To fix my mind on his wagon 
And my only lonely wolf
Howling lovely songs in my ear 
I want a driver – who counts a ‘fiver’
When he shifts the gear
I want the king of the alley
To show me the valley
And a roomy-blooming freak
To show me the peak 
I want a doctor, who is ’locked- up’
To examine my best
And a prince who don’t (doesn’t) get froggy
When he lingers at the rest
I want an angel (to) take my high
To the one and only sky
And no lover to cover me with kisses 
Of fifty Misses
I want a man who gets tan
But not burned out as my fan
And a master of disaster
‘Cause I don’t want to worry
When I’ m strewing out my curry
I want a cowboy who can ride
To take me for his bride
                                  Oh, no - Stop!
I don’t want to end up in the middle of a rodeo
Or in front of the TV
I prefer to work it out nice and easy
I repeat:

I want a daddy who is ready for a Rock’ n Roll night
I want a baby that is maybe born into the light 
     
                  
                    I want a king
I want a drive
  I want a prince
      I want a five
  I want no freak
  I want the peak
      I want the sun
      I want my fun
                                                                         I want no lie
                                                                         I want the sky
                                                                         I want no frog
                                                                         I want no smog



And disaster for my master
And at least
A husband for my beast!

   So if you are my one and only
And feeling sometimes lonely
Call me up at home
Use the gypsy’s phone

If you count till one
We have our talking-fun
But don’t admit a zero
You know I want no hero!
If you count till two
I am putting out my shoe
If you count till three
I get down on my knee
If you count till four
I’ ll stretch out on the floor
If you count till five
I begin to jive
If you count till six
My soup is almost mixed
If you count till seven
I’ m starting up to heaven
If you count till eight
You’ ll feel my love won’t wait
If you count till nine
I cross the county-line
If you count till ten
I know you are my fan!

But don’t forget the twelve
I’ve got this potion from the Elf
To find you, Baby, 
Inside myself

‘Cause that’s the way of mine
To reach for the divine
Just dancing in the dark 
Something lit a spark

A star is guiding from above
I guess that’s higher love!

Nice Little Daddy (dedicated to Mr B. S.)

27.8.2018

Here is another track recorded with my famous recording machine...

... anyway, far from perfect, for me it is a nice outline, how the song is structured... work in progress... 


Living with Music 

I’m living with music
I’m living I am free
Please catch me I’m falling
Where else could I be?

The sound is my hollow
The sound is my guide
A soft breathe my pillow
It’s calling tonight

I‘m living with music
I’m living with love
I’m living with counting
The stars up above

But sometimes it’s like
“Chattering widows”
The earth is on the ground
Can’t stand it
I am sinking
To earthquakes I’m bound


I‘m living with music
I’m living with love
I’m living with counting
The stars up above


Death is not liar
But trust into sound
Death is taken higher
Where no death is to be found

‘Cause I am living with Jesus
I am living – I am free
He will catch me
Wherever I might be!

Lyrics copyright Ghila Pan

Living with music

Rehearsal 17.09.2018, recorded live at home without additional sound-engineering.

Waters underground

Waters underground
Twenty-five years on mysterious tracks
They’ve caught a fool
But I’ve found
Some bricks have been slipping away

I’ m so sorry for the keeper
A cat is on the run
Baby’s drifting deeper
Rising circles to the sun

But I know
How to rock the ship of my soul
How to lie at anchor
On trustworthy waves
How to rely on and on

I hear the mellow rain
And a thunder, I’ m burning
Are you here to meet me, my Love,
Or am I only yearning?

La Luna’s in the doorway
Her face is black as velvet nights
Her footprints smile:
It’s your way...
And I’m twinkling for a while

Chapters of the season
They turn
They flow
They melt into
One word
To quit all reasons
Maybe you’re here forever
And a day

The wind blows in the harbour
The wind blows across the sea

Oh Lord, give me faith
Faith and trust in thee

(music and lyrics copyright Ghila Pan)

Waters Underground

17.09.2018
rehearsal, live, homerecording without sound-engeneering

Eva’s prayer

Thank you for bread
And thank you for wine
Thank you for all that I’ve had
Thank you for David
His theme was my cost
Thank you for all that I’ve lost

I’ve found roses inside a snake
I’ve found roses inside
You say we’ll meet in the garden

Thank you for salmon
And thank you for teeth
I thank you for all
‘Cause I breathe
You blow away good
And you blow away bad
thank you for blowing me mad
Instead

Thank you for freedom
That’s lasting in jail
I thank you for all
That did fail
Thanks to the Phoenix
God thanks for my hands
Thanks to everyone
Who understands

Thanks for the gap at the edge of my feet
I thank the beloved ones I meet
We turn into music
We turn into sound
We’re turning our worlds to got round

Thank you for life
And I thank you for death
You say…

(Lyrics and music)copyright by Ghila Pan

Eva's Prayer

17.09.2018

rehearsal, live, ...without sound engeneering.

(music and lyrics Bete Midler)

The Rose

17.09.2018
Rehearsal, live, without additional sound-engeneering...

Shakti’s view  
                                         
Every day
 Now
Every night
I sit in front of you
And watch you through my milk-white skin
The sea comes rolling in

I live in a milk-white skin
With seagulls on the shore
They tell me of the weaves you’ve been
And what you’re looking for

Every day
 Now
 Every night
I sit in front of you
And watch you through my milk-white skin
T he sea comes rolling in


On my island there are windows
Sailing through the sky
In a shell there hides a gambler
Never asking why

So I’m sitting and I’m watching
Wondering where you’ve been
In a sweet dream flood comes rising
Caressing tenderly 
My skin

Every day 
Now
Every night
Flood comes rolling in


(music and lyrics Ghila Pan)

Shakti's View

Recording and mastering: Mohammad Eghbal
Viola: Romana Kemlein
Lyrics, Music, Piano, Keybord, Voice: Ghila Pan
(recording period 30.05.-22.09. 2018 once a week, except August) 

23.09. 2018 00:00
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISTER BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
I am so happy, that you are ALIVE!
Thank you so much for your wonderful music and for your everlasting inspiration! 
I Hope you will hear this song someday.

Was it a coincidance, that my Sufi teacher, Mohammad and me, finished the mixing exactly yesterday after a recording period of three months? Let me thank him for his wisdom, professional knowledge, musical advice and his great patience. We had taugh times in the studio, too. But most of the time we had great fun! 
Furthermore, It was a great pleasure for me, that my former musical partner, Romana, a professional viola player, joined us and I am very fond of her viola playing in this song. Thank you Romy!
So, whoever may listen to this song, I hope it is inspiring for you.

Please, tell me, Mr Springsteen: a romantic intoxication or a forsaken Native American soul? 
   
What shall I do? 
Your terrific songs, they stick like glue!
(Together – this world and the other )

Sending my music to you
It’s Christmas and I’m through

Hope your manager is at home
Me, like a crazy cat,
I’m sitting the whole day
In front of the phone
Yearning for my own

You have been here all the time
In my heart to taste bloody wine
You have been here all the time  
My little manual
How to harvest the divine 

Like a friend from long ago
I heard your voice
It touched me so
And it made me:

Cross the river
To the other land
To write our names in golden sand
And there I linger still
Spread my wings on holy will

Will you know me in this life again?
Or is it all too late
Will you just be
Waiting at the Gate? 
Here or beyond
This is my response
Let me say to you:
May God’s will come true

Thy Kingdom come!
Ride with me again
Over the hills again
Over our hills again

(Lyrics and music copyright Ghila Pan)

Mohammad Eghbals Master

Please tell me, Mr Springsteen....

Artist, Solo-performer on Piano, Dombac, Tambur, cosmic Bruce Springsteen Lover, Sufi, Author, creator of 'Pan rises' ( a vision how to cancel patriarchy ).
Won' t you join me?

Ghila Pan

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