2025

Music by Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle

Lyrics & Vocals by Cosmic Keanu

Prodigal Son

In the dark 
I stumbled blindly
Painful lessons
without you

Empty reasons, 
Endless deceptions
They all talked
as If they knew

What they lacked 
is now apparent
What they sold 
was not the Truth

I searched blindly
in despair,
Only to find you
waiting there

[chorus]
Jesus, 
You are the Bread of Life,
who believes in You has found the light
You are the Bread of Life,
that which endures to eternal life

I hungered and 
I was thirsty,
my soul was dim, 
my heart was weak

My sins were many,
I was fallen
It’s through grace
that I’m still here

I look back, 
my chains are broken
The pain has eased,
You erased my fear

Now it all fits 
so seamlessly
Those who believe
are forever free

Prodigal Son (Paploviante & Cosmic Keanu)

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo-64)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

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Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

[Verse]
Leather jackets on the line
Faded patches scream the time
Dusty boots that crushed the stone
Echoes loud of skulls and bones

[Verse 2]
Midnight roars the engine's breath
Shadows dance with life and death
Steel and fire in our veins
Freedom howls like wild chains

[Chorus]
Skulls and bones we're breaking free
Living loud no guarantee
Leather tough and hearts of stone
We are legends carved in chrome

[Verse 3]
Smoke and sparks in every mile
Rebels walking razor style
No regrets just battle scars
Underneath the blazing stars

[Bridge]
We don't bow we don't kneel
Riding hard on spinning wheels
Skulls and bones are our creed
Living fast is all we need

[Chorus]
Skulls and bones we're breaking free
Living loud no guarantee
Leather tough and hearts of stone
We are legends carved in chrome

Rebel Anthem

Para escuchar la versión de estudio https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/si-somos-amigos-1
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/si-somos-amigos
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/sisomos-amigos-version-original-ver-texto

SI… SOMOS AMIGOS

Sin darnos cuenta
el tiempo ha pasado
el día ha llegado
y la vida no espera;
ni espera el destino
ni la realidad se detiene:
el mundo camina perdido
y si alguien cansado se siente
se queda en el camino.

Y tú, mi última esperanza,
con voz rota y temblorosa
me dices adiós, pero tu boca
susurra con desconfianza:
“hasta que vuelvas, amor mío,
si es que aún somos amigos”

Hoy a mi mente
se acerca el recuerdo
de todo aquel tiempo
que me hablabas de frente
y que me decías
con seguridad y firmeza
“la fe en uno mismo implica
tener la completa certeza
del ser en quien confías”

Y hoy, el miedo a la distancia
hace que pronuncies frases
que hieren mi ser como un sable
clavado dentro de mi alma,
porque denotan que la duda
te atrapó y eres ya suya.

Y tú, mi última esperanza,
con voz rota y temblorosa
me dices adiós, pero tu boca
susurra con desconfianza:
“hasta que vuelvas, amor mío,
si es que aún somos amigos”

YES… WE ARE FRIENDS

Without realizing
it time has passed
the day has arrived
and life does not wait;
nor does destiny
wait nor does reality stop:
the world walks lost
and if someone feels tired
they stay on the road.

And you, my last hope,
with a broken and trembling voice
you say goodbye to me,
but your mouth
whispers with distrust:
“until you come back, my love,
if we are still friends”

Today my mind
reminds me of the memory
of all that time
when you spoke to me face to face
and told me with certainty and firmness
“faith in oneself implies
having complete certainty
of the being in whom you trust”.

And today, the fear of distance
makes you pronounce phrases
that hurt my being
like a sabre stuck inside my soul,
because they denote that doubt
has caught you and you are already its.

And you, my last hope,
with a broken and trembling voice
you say goodbye to me,
but your mouth whispers with distrust:
“until you come back, my love,
if we are still friends”

Si somos amigos AC (Feat. MV)

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"Il Sogno e l'Estasi" si fondono in un abbraccio,
tra luci soffuse e ombre di speranza,
una melodia eterna che vibra nei cuori,
un inno all'anima, al desiderio che mai si stanca.

Il Sogno e L'Estasi

Nel chiaroscuro dell'alba nascente,
si dissolve l'eco di sogni passati,
 l'anima, fragile e potente, muta
in una danza di forme trasformate.

Ogni respiro si fa eco di rinascita,
tra il vecchio e il nuovo, tra l'oggi e il mai,
un cammino tessuto da fili invisibili,
dove l'essenza muta e mai si perde.

La metamorfosi è un abbraccio infinito,
tra il prima e il dopo, tra sogno e realtà,
un inno all'anima che evolve e risplende,
una sinfonia eterna di vita e verità.

"Metamorphosis"
In the chiaroscuro of the rising dawn,
the echo of past dreams dissolves,
the soul, fragile and powerful, changes
in a dance of transformed forms.

Every breath becomes an echo of rebirth,
between the old and the new, between today and never,
a path woven by invisible threads,
where the essence changes and is never lost.

The metamorphosis is an infinite embrace,
between the before and the after, between dream and reality,
a hymn to the soul that evolves and shines,
an eternal symphony of life and truth.

Metamorfosi

Bolera

BOLERA

Emotional

Down below

Down Below

This song aims to revive the sound that came from Tokyo in the 1980s, a cultural and technological epicenter that left an indelible mark on Western society, shaping fashions, technologies, and lifestyles that still resonate globally today.

Tokio

Secret words don't ask to be heard,
but only felt, deep within the heart,
where dream and ecstasy barely touch,
and the invisible becomes the voice of love.

Le parole segrete non chiedono di essere udite,
ma solo sentite, nel profondo del cuore,
dove il sogno e l'estasi si sfiorano appena,
e l'invisibile diventa la voce dell'amore.

The secret words

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Sad melodies to listen to and let yourself be transported

The Secret Words

This song came from a place of emotional conflict, where love and ambition kind of collide. I was in this space where everything around me felt blurry... all these people, all this noise, all this movement, but then there's that one person who still has this quiet hold on you. And yet, even in that connection, we keep spinning in circles, never really landing anywhere.

I wanted to capture what it feels like to choose your passion, your stage, your voice, your art, over a relationship that’s lost its clarity. That line, ‘I’d rather work a microphone than work on us,’ is really personal. Because when I’m on that stage, or in the studio, I feel seen. I feel loved in a way I don’t always get in real life. There’s a kind of euphoria in being heard by strangers that sometimes feels more real than intimacy with someone who’s grown distant.

The second verse dives deeper, waking up to noise, to expectations, to people calling your name, but the one name you want to hold onto is already slipping. And you’re left asking yourself: why are we still running if we’ve both already let go?

It's bittersweet, it’s raw, and it’s real. This isn’t a breakup song in the traditional sense, it’s more like... a confession. Of choosing yourself, even if it hurts.

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Year of Music: August 19, 2025

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