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ما چون دو دریچه روبروی هم
آگاه ز هر بگو مگوی هم
هر روز سلام و پرسش و خنده
هر روز قرار روز آینده

عمر آیینه بهشت اما آه
بیش از شب و روز تیر و دی کوتاه

اکنون دل من شکسته و خسته ست
زیرا یکی از دریچه ها بسته ست
نه مهر فسون نه ماه جادو کرد
نفرین به سفر که هرچه کرد او کرد
نفرین به سفر که هرچه کرد او کرد”

― مهدی اخوان ثالث

دو دریچه، فرامرز اصلانی

بیروت، ترومپت ابراهیم معلوف

Three colors blue zbigniew prisner
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Three colours blue the ending english subtitles - [Mp3Truck.Net]

کنعان. شماره‌ی 5/Kan'an.Track 5.

“Give Me a Fucking Break” 
This song is for you, David.
You came into my Life with a lot of Love and a lot of Intention.
You wanted something Real, Fast, Fully, Immediately.
And I understand why — you feel deeply, and you don’t hide it.
That is something rare and beautiful in you.

But I need to say this clearly:

We are not walking the same Path anymore.

Not because there is no Love,
but because the Way we Love is different.

You moved toward closeness with Speed —
I needed Space to breathe.
You wanted Answers —
I was still learning to understand my own Heart.

This Song is not Anger.
This Song is not Regret.
This Song is the Moment where I finally speak the Truth:

It’s over between Us.

Not in a dramatic Way.
Not in a cruel Way.
Just in a real Way.

Thank you for what you felt.
Thank you for what you gave.
Thank you for the part of the Journey we shared.

But my life is moving forward in a different Direction now.
And I am choosing Peace, Clarity, and Myself.

— Kitka

📜 Copyright

© 2025 KITKA – All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, distribution, or sampling is strictly prohibited.
This recording and composition are protected under international copyright law.

Give Me a Fucking Break (432 Hz)

Made "Peace Matters More (The Only Wish Worth Making)" last summer, as a birthday wish prayer song kinda thing... EPx7 flows Indie ❯ Burlesque ❯ Jazz ❯ Dub 🕊️🎶

Cover art #peace disclaimer: 
this is not an afro style cover ❨ it's a dandelion wish blower ❩ 🌬️ #makeawish 

@banasutra #lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, hi, between you and me
Birthdays don’t mean much, honestly
But I’ve got a wish I can’t keep in
So I’m letting it out, soft but clear within

Not for things, not for praise
Just one truth I feel these days

[Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
Not power, fear, or hush
No mask, no game, no war disguised as law
Just peace that grows from trust
And honest is always a must
In my book of joy, that’s what matters more
Yeah, peace matters more.

[Verse 2]
If you’re cheering on cruel men in suits
Twisting lies into law like forbidden fruit
If you still think silence means you’re wise
Then you might be mistaking peace for disguise

I won’t fight… but I won’t pretend
I choose peace that doesn’t bend.

[Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
Not power, fear, or hush
No mask, no game, no war disguised as law
Just peace that grows from trust
And honest is always a must
In my book of joy, that’s what matters more
Yeah, peace matters more.

[Bridge] 
It takes courage to ask
Humility to hear
To reach through the awkward
Instead of disappear
So if you’re unsure, just knock on the door
’Cause peace don’t bloom when we keep the score.

[Final Chorus]
Peace that grows from trust
No echo chamber hush
No gaslit grin pretending not to see
Just peace that grows from trust
Where curiosity’s enough
To build a better “we”,
That’s what matters more to me. 



[02] Peace Matters More - GROWsutra Gipsy Burlesque INDIE

“If My Life Was a Movie” was born one quiet night when silence felt louder than any sound. 
I had been standing in my kitchen, the same light humming, the same cup on the counter and it hit me how ordinary moments can sometimes feel like scenes from a film no one’s watching.

The song grew from that feeling, the idea that life doesn’t always come with a soundtrack, a climax, or an audience waiting for resolution. 
It’s about drifting through days that blur together, where even small sounds, a car passing outside, a radiator ticking become reminders that the world keeps moving, even when you feel stuck in one frame.

Each verse plays like a shot from a forgotten film: still, unfiltered, and painfully real. 
The bridge is that small rebellion the thought of editing your own story, trying to add color, laughter, or closure, but realizing that honesty lives in imperfection.

In the end, “If My Life Was a Movie” isn’t about drama or applause. 
It’s about the quiet truth that not every story needs to be rewritten, sometimes the fade to black says everything.

Enjoy....

Lyrics:

[Intro]
If my life was a movie, I don’t know who would stay until the end

[Verse 1]
The camera opens on a kitchen
A cup stands alone on the counter
The light is too white, and the floor creaks when I move
Nothing happens for a while
A car passes outside, and the sound feels more alive than I do
The walls are filled with pictures of moments that looked happier than they were
Someone once said that film captures truth
But truth never held still long enough to be framed

[Pre-Chorus]
If this was a scene, I’d probably forget my line

[Chorus]
If my life was a movie
there’d be no soundtrack
Just the sound of breathing
and the radiator ticking in the background
Maybe someone would wonder 
why the main character never leaves the room

[Verse 2]
There’s a street outside I used to walk at night
The lamppost flickers between yellow and gone
I still look both ways even when no cars come
I wait for something that won’t return
The actors who played my friends have gone home
The extras have no names
Only the props remain an empty chair
a phone that doesn’t ring

[Bridge] 
Sometimes I think about rewriting the script
Adding color, maybe a laugh
But every edit feels dishonest
Life doesn’t follow an arc. It drifts
It fades. It forgets what it meant to say

[Final Chorus] 
If my life was a movie
no one would cry at the ending
They’d just stand up slowly, stretch, and walk back into the night

[Outro]
Leave the screen dark
It says enough


If My Life Was A Movie

Rooted In You- Blue Fields

"Seconds" "ثانیه ها"
Music, Setar: Saeed Hashemi
Arrangement, Piano, Strings, Percussion: Jon Nath

Seconds

Beganegan VII-VIII by Peyman Yazdanian

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ترانهٔ هزارویک شب ابی، بازخوانی کرنلا

نور ِ یک تاریکی ِ گسترده‌، فون فیبلس

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Eleni Karaindrou at The Music Museum of Iran / موزه موسیقی

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