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Mermaid Faeries Sailing (Stephanie)
lyrics and image by Stephanie & Meta AI
music by Suno AI

Mermaid Faeries Sailing (Stephanie)

Deep in the ocean, where the waves do play
Lives a group of mermaid faeries, sailing away
Their boat is made of seashells, with sails of shimmering light
As they dance and sing, through the ocean's delight

Mermaid faeries sailing, through the coral sea
With laughter and magic, they're wild and free
Their spirits soaring, as they ride the tide
Mermaid faeries sailing, with the ocean as their guide

Their hair flows like seaweed, as they swim and they dive
Their voices echo through the waves, a siren's call to the sky
They're guardians of the ocean, with secrets to share
As they sail through the sunset, with the stars shining fair

Mermaid faeries sailing, through the coral sea
With laughter and magic, they're wild and free
Their spirits soaring, as they ride the tide
Mermaid faeries sailing, with the ocean as their guide

With every wave and ripple, their magic starts to grow
As they weave their spells of wonder, the ocean's mysteries start to show
Their laughter echoes through the deep, as they sail through the night
With the moon shining down upon them, in all its silvery light

Mermaid faeries sailing, through the coral sea
With laughter and magic, they're wild and free
Their spirits soaring, as they ride the tide
Mermaid faeries sailing, with the ocean as their guide


Mermaid Faeries Sailing (Stephanie)

The Quiet Truth

To Keep Yours Intact

🇺🇸 
There was no love.
Only breath, warmth, and quiet humiliation.
Still craving the lips that never spoke of love.
Knowing, yet unable to stop.
The last words left in silence —
Why you say like shit?
🇰🇷 
사랑은 없었다.
남은 건 숨결과 체온, 그리고 모멸감.
사랑을 말한 적 없는 입술을 여전히 갈망한다.
알면서도 멈출 수 없던 밤.
침묵 속에 남은 말 —
Why you say like shit?

Why You Say Like Shit? (K-pop)

Back to You
By Dj Exce3d 

Lyrics 

I swear I’m walking out, but I circle back again,
Picking tiny battles from the noise inside my head.
You’re calm, you’re quiet, never pushed me to the edge,
But I still paint you guilty for the wars I never said. 

Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.
You’re not the one who hurt me, it’s the shadows that I brew.
I know the fault is mine, but I hand it all to you…
Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you. 

I chase my own reflections till they twist into a lie,
Then pin them on your shoulders just to justify the cry.
You stand in all the crossfire of a storm you never made,
While I keep blaming you for all the monsters that I shaped. 

Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.
You’re not the one who hurt me, it’s the shadows that I brew.
I know the fault is mine, but I hand it all to you…
Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.

Back to You

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Ashes in Bloom (Soft-Wave)

The winter light streaming into the classroom during the pair test
was like tiny snowflakes falling one by one,
each singing softly as they descended—
quiet, gentle, shimmering.

Voices, the rustle of turning pages,
a distant chime ringing,
sparkled like bells and made my chest tremble.

“Creating something together…”
It was the first time,
and the warmth swelling in my heart was too much to contain.

“Hey, look, the next problem…
See? I know we can solve it together.”

Each time I pointed,
he smiled shyly and nodded, “Yeah, leave it to me.”

That smile was like the sound of a star opening in the winter sky,
and somewhere deep inside me,
a light kept flickering on again and again.

　　＊　＊　＊

It was only joy,
so why did my chest tighten so much?

“Hey… I never knew.
Just seeing the same thing, hearing the same sound,
aiming for the same place together—
it makes the heart so warm.”

Living, I realized,
must be this rhythm:
breathing in sync with someone, laughing side by side,
walking forward even against the wind.

Today, for the first time, I could admit it.

　　＊　＊　＊

On the desk for the next assignment lay
a red marker, golden clips, winter-patterned sticky notes,
even a notepad with tiny bells drawn on it.

When my fingertips touched the paper,
his shadow overlapped mine,
and that alone made my chest tremble.

“This suits you better.”
“Then let’s swap. It’ll be cute, like we’re matching.”

It was light, it was special,
like walking together through our own Christmas Eve.

　　＊　＊　＊

And then—
my eyes caught a fountain pen.

Deep navy, like the night sky.
A slender line holding quiet light.
I knew at once it could steady his uneven handwriting,
make it more beautiful.

“…This would suit him.”

The words rose in my chest,
warm enough to surprise even me.

　　＊　＊　＊

After the test, on the way home,
the winter sunset reflected off the hallway glass,
casting golden highlights across his profile.

“Hey… that bag, it wasn’t for you, was it?”

He caught his breath, looking at the paper bag in my hand.

“No. This is…
for you. Because you always match my pace.
I wanted to give it to you.”

The winter air swayed,
white breath dissolving into the sky.

In that moment, the tightness in my chest melted into warmth,
and I laughed through my tears.

Joy, tenderness,
and pride—because I had become someone
who could wish for another’s happiness.

　　＊　＊　＊

“Today… I thought, I’m glad to be alive.
Sitting beside you, solving problems,
wishing ‘I hope we do well’—
that wish lit a new flame inside me.”

That flame never went out.
It rang within my chest like a tiny Christmas bell.

He looked astonished,
then gently wrapped my hand in his.

“…Thank you.
Anything you choose for me is a treasure.”

In that instant, I was no longer
someone who only envied from afar.

I was—
“a person who, under the winter sky,
had found love for the first time,
and could weave the same song with someone precious.”

On Christmas Eve, the light swayed softly,
overlapping our shadows,
as if offering its quiet blessing.


🎄2. The title is in your heart... I want you to tell me that Christmas miracle.(2)

Quit Playin' Games (With My Heart)

Мы говорили о звёздах и мечтах детства,

moozi(無知)
IG: @moozi_muzic
Youtube: @moozi_muzic

moozi comes from “무지 (無知),” a Korean word for “not knowing.”
But to me, it’s more about the feelings we can’t hide—loving too much, missing too much, living with too much heart.
These songs are little snapshots of city life, soft voices for quiet nights, and comfort for anyone who needs it.

‘모른다’는 뜻. 
저에겐 무지가 곧 숨길 수 없는 감정—
무지하게 사랑하고, 보고 싶고, 살아가고 싶은 마음입니다.
제 음악이 누군가의 삶에 작은 위로가 된다면 그것만으로 충분합니다.

Why You Say Like Shit? (K-pop)

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