Music, lyrics & production by Sergey Ruban

Снег, снег, снег
Падая кружится за моим окном                           
Снег, снег, белый снег
Что-то мне не спится, все мысли о былом.

А знаешь, что в детстве тот снег
Белее, желаннее, сказочней был.
А может быть мы уже стали черствее
Ведь детства корабль наш уплыл.
Как будто во сне мы живём и стареем
Но только нас снег разбудил.

Снег, снег, снег
Мне тревожит душу и ночной покой
Снег, снег, первый снег
Как же так? Тепло мне стало вдруг с тобой.

А помнишь, как тоже шёл снег
Когда нас свела той зимою судьба.
И мы словно дети, счастливые дети
Играли в снежки во дворе.
И радуясь снегу, забыв всё на свете
Встречали весну в декабре

Но время как птица летит
И снег уж не тот, как вторая любовь.
Метель заметёт те следы во дворе
Расстают былые мечты.
Но порою нам летом не хватает так снега
Чтоб просто ощутить время первой любви.
Словно выпал первый снег.

Снег

Blastoid (Loop) 140

Supernatant

Bandcamp

Abiogenesis

GUILTY
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I usually write or comment something on my songs.

When I published this melody I did not. I sit and I felt like the title...guilty, and I didn't feel like doing it.

About two months ago I had an accident with my car. Yes, the one I use as a work tool and to make my music. The car is not important, it is people's lives.

I've been hundreds of thousands of kilometers and it had never happened to me. The sunlight dazzled me, or maybe my polarized glasses...I don't know...but I could only see the car at the last moment.

Fortunately there were no personal injuries, but I was the cause of the accident, albeit unintentionally. I thought about the people who were traveling in the other vehicle and the person who accompanied me. I still feel that although I no longer hear the noise of the blow that followed me for weeks and disturbed my scant sleep or see my airbag burns

I am not writing this for myself, I am doing it to ask you to be as careful as possible when driving a car. It doesn't matter to be late, it matters to arrive. Rest and stop if you need to. If you don't, you may regret it for the rest of your life.

13 tracks native Music Studio 2 instruments.

4 Xpad tracks.

5 tracks Arturia imini.

My best wishes to you.

Paco.

Guilty

Recorded In Modesto, Ca.    Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Godin Nylon acoustic Guitar Rhythm. Horn section, Alto, Tenor Saxophones Background. Trumpet Background. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Drums, Full Trap set. Percussion Zildjen 22" Crash Cymbal, Timbales, Cowbell, Open Hi-Hat, Congas.

Bewidered

Groovesville

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Binary Emotion

81 DAYS OF TOTAL BLISS
 RAIN DROPS SUN RAYS
PLUS A MORNING KISS
 81 DAYS GONE BY 
ONE BY ONE    AND MAKING SO MANY FRIENDS
 IN OUR LITTLE GARDEN

  81 DAYS YOU AND I
BLACKBIRDS BLUEJAYS
ALL OVER THE SKY

I DON’T HAVE THE WORDS TO SAY
THANK YOU SO   
FOR LETTING ME WELL YOU KNOW
IN OUR FUZZY HEAVEN

80 SUNDAYS
PLUS ONE NIGHT
81 DAYS
UPON A KITE

81 DAYS (Lyrics) + Barbara Browning cello & vcls and Gary Reeves on drums

DON’T WANNA BE HERE
I WANNA BE THEN
DON’T WANNA BE NOW
I WANNA BE THERE 

I’M A PRO CRASCINATING MAN
COS I GOT SO MUCH TIME ON MY HANDS
NEVER MIND THE TICKLING OF THE CLOCK
I COULD WALK TEN MILES AROUND THE BLOCK

TIME TAKES TIME SO DO I
WILL ANYBODY EVER TELL ME WHY 
NOT 
TAKE 
TIME

I’M A PRO NON- PROACTIVE MAN
WHY SHOULD I 
THE LORD IS AT COMMAND
YES IT’S ALL SO MUCH UNDER CONTROL
GROWING OLD THEN TAKING A LITTLE STROLL

TIME TAKES TIME SO WHY NOT I
WILL ANYBODY EVER TELL ME WHY 
TIME
TAKES
TIME

I’M A PRO CRASCINATING MAN
AND I GOT SO MUCH TIME ON MY HANDS

DON’T WANNA BE HERE
I WANNA BE THEN
DON’T WANNA BE NOW
I WANNA BE THERE 
DON’T WANNA BE HERE
I’M A PRO

I'M A PRO (lyrics)

Give You All My Love / Paploviante
Paploviante: E-Bass, Music, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Vocals and Lyrics: Ghosthack 
www.Ghosthack.de

81 DAYS (Lyrics) + Barbara Browning cello & vcls and Gary Reeves on drums

IMRE LODBROG