Name: Starry Night (master) by BOUYA BOWYA
Duration: 2 min 54 s
Description: My monumental track. Thank you for the listening.

綺羅びやかで気持ち良いシンセサウンドです✨

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Immortal Dream

Ultimate track from a set of short piano pieces.
"Lorsque je m’en revins, dans les ombres pressées
Le soc bleu du croissant ouvrait un sillon d’or ;
Les étoiles dansaient cornues et lactées ;
Des flûtes de bergers essayaient un accord."
Cécile Sauvage

Sweet Ballad And Fugue For Lazy Mornings

Warm Piano pieces IX - Sweet Fugue For Lazy Mornings

How To Weave Tenderness From The Threads Of Thunder

Colours

My monumental track. Thank you for the listening.

Starry Night (master)

The Smoking Trout continue our tale of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling. This time we're joined by our biggest crew yet! Stonerjazz (Jeff) got us started and somehow the whole process unfolded quite organically from there. TexMex Shaman (Stephen), Jo Richter, Tot (Masa), Jeff and Tea R Sea (Terry) are regularly recurring members of the band. We are happy to welcome Wivresse (Carine) and Neil Harding as new guest contributors. This was tons of fun as always, and a truly global collaboration spanning Japan, France, Germany, UK, and USA.

Stonerjazz (@user-911083679) --- Words, Vocals, Guitar (pt II)
TexMex Shaman (@texmex-shaman) --- Guitar (pt III)
Wivresse (@wivresse2) --- Xaphoon, Vocals, Water sounds & percussion
Tot (@tot-beat) --- Drums & main beat
Jo Richter (@sonic-textures) --- Thundersheet, Instrumental prelude & words (pt I)
Neil Harding (@user-484622070) --- Spoken word vocals (pt I)
Tea R. Sea (@tea_are_sea) --- Production, Synths (pt II), Sound effects (pt I)

Catch up on the Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a
Listen to the Land of Zed, Smoking Trout's debut album: on.soundcloud.com/WB34q



written by Jo Richter performed by Neil Harding

" Those individuals on wheels had a hand time finding their feed. Hungry they were - for that special dumpling that connects you to anything pagans and believers alike deem holy. Although endowed with holographic properties, you can't walk on clouds unless they are numbered. They kept drifting upwards, therefore, slowly upwards until they hit the ceiling called Mars. Mars always happens to be where your head needs something to bump against. That's the nature of war. "



written by jeff gardiner

It turned out
there was never any doubt
about
how it was gonna be

ya know it's hard sometimes
to get a grip
drifting in the misty corridors of time

Hope we find that dumpling soon
maybe it's on the moon
traveling at the speed of light
we could get there sometime later on tonight

everybody on the bus
runnin hard and hot
some of us holograms
except for Gus
he's an Alien from outer space
waiting for the rendevous
at the window of the launch
in Oaxaca down in Mexico
Where the magic mushrooms grow

And his bus
a shuttle from the mother ship
disquised as a 1983 GMC
infinity
He's from another Galaxy
searching for the holy dumpling
just like you and me.

Except For Gus--Holy Dumpling #9-The Smoking Trout and Friends-See Bio

This tune is added to my album "System"(Free Download).

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Bad Headache

get well soon, baby

Sensual ballad with a pop chorus.
Music by Damga & HyLGZ22

A Mes Pieds

This is a song about the senseless loss of life and landscape in Ukraine. Peace and Love! This is the version in German. Please also check out the English version on my SC profile Lyrics:

1955 – Lilli nA. (German Version)

Alle Schönheit vergeht,
wenn der Boden zu beben beginnt
und goldene Felder plötzlich Mondlandschaften sind.

Auf beiden Seiten
Immer das Gleiche:
Vergeltung. Keiner weiß so recht
warum.

Mächtige alte Männer
kämpfen nicht im Krieg
Befehlen andere in den Tod,
denn sicher sind nur sie!
Oh, sag mir,
Wo die Blumen sind? 
1955 ist längst vorbei
Ich krieg keine Antwort
Und leise fließt der Don
so wie immer schon

Wenn miteinander reden nicht mehr gelingt,
und das Gewissen aus den Gleisen springt
und Hilfsversuche keine Lösung bringen.

Auf beiden Seiten:
Gleiches mit Gleichem
Landschaften und Leben müssen weichen.

Machtgeile Männer
kämpfen nicht im Krieg
Schicken andere ins Verderben
in Sicherheit sind nur sie!
Oh, sag mir, 
Wo die Blumen sind? 
1955 ist längst vorbei
Ich krieg keine Antwort
Und leise fließt der Don
und es beginnt von vorn

Das größte Problem besteht
In Eure Destruktivität
Und es wär angenehm,
Wenn‘s Euch gar nicht gäb‘.


Oh, sag mir, 
Wo die Blumen sind? 
1955 ist längst vorbei
Ich krieg keine Antwort
Und leise fließt der Don
und es beginnt von vorn.


Oh, sag mir, 
Wo die Blumen sind? 
1955 ist längst vorbei
Ich krieg keine Antwort
Und leise fließt der Don
und es beginnt von vorn.

1955 - German Version

SimpleandcleanDRAFTTTT

Thank you for visiting. I wish you happiness. Have a good music life together!

Starry Night (master)

BOUYA BOWYA

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