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CHILD IMRE

C’EST UN PETIT BÉBÉ D’AMOUR
QUI DEVIENDRA GRANDE UN JOUR
UN PETIT TOPINAMBOUR
AUX FESSES EN VELOURS

UN JOUR POUR BORODUBUR
EN PASSANT PAR SINGAPOUR
IRA LE BÉBÉ D’AMOUR
C’EST ÉTUDIÉ POUR

PETITE BOMBE RAVIE
QU’ELLE EST LONGUE TA VIE

C’EST UN PETIT BÉBÉ D’AMOUR
UNE PETITE POMPADOUR
QUI EN GRANDE POMPE À LA COUR
RÉGNERA D’AMOUR

QU’ELLE EST LONGUE TA VIE
PETITE BOMBE RAVIE

MOI QUI SUIS SUR LE RETOUR
EN PASSANT PAR CLIGNANCOURT
C’EST UNE OCCASE EN OR POUR
FAIRE LE POINT DU JOUR


BEBE D'AMOUR for Anouk (lyrics)

ON EN A MARRE NOUS LES MOMES
ON VOUDRAIT UN HOME SWEET HOME
MAIS LES PARENTS BOIVENT
ET NOUS ON EN BAVE GRAVE

ENTRE NOS PAPAS FANTOMES
ET NOS P’TITES MAMANS LANCOME
NOUS ON SE MARAVE
ET NOUS ON BEDAVE GRAVE

ON JETTE DU BALCON
DES ŒUFS SUR LES PASSANTS
QUAND ON SERA PARENTS
POURVU QU’ON SOIT MOINS CONS
ON PEUT PLUS L’ENCADRER
LA PHOTO SUR LA TELE
DE CES JEUNES MARIES 
AH LAISSEZ NOUS NOUS MARREZ

ON EN A MARRE NOUS LES MOMES
ON VOUDRAIT UN MOBILE-HOME
ET PUIS LE CAMP FOUTRE
OUAIS TAILLER LA ROUTE
LOIN

DE VOS ENFANTILLAGES
VOS SCENES DE MENAGES
ET VOS AMOURS VOLAGES
NOUS ON A PASSE L’AGE
PARENTS PARENTS
VOUS ETES PAS MARRANTS
LES BARREAUX LA PRISON
PAS DE BETES A LA MAISON

 


HOME SWEET HOME (lyrics)

F-Sleepy Coffee

                  Hello
   Have a good weekend 
🙏 Thanks for support 🙏
         Good listening
             Peace✌️😊

|_ANīMA_VēSTRA_ |

Hey girls, ever had a crush in the gym locker room ?
Lyrics:
The gym lights hum low as she steps close,  
her sun-tanned skin glistens of recent sweat.  
I breathe her in, deeply like a tropical rose 
Her curly hair cascades, dark and wet.

Her white tank top clings, like a second skin,  
outlining the mounts and valleys of her six pack.  
Burning of desire, my fingers itch to begin,  
A sweet and sexy game with no turning back.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !

Her breath still ragged, her chest still rising,  
I watch the drops slide down her breast.  
I’d like to catch them, taste their salty tracing. 
Would I shiver when she’ll be undressed ?

She peels off her socks, smiling at my gaze,  
Sore muscles flexing beneath the sheen.  
The white room hums with her sexy blaze,  
Like a furnace of desire I’d gladly burn in.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !


(Bridge)
The locker room is quiet, waiting,  
steam curls around her like a veil.  
I ache to be the towel embracing,  
to worship where the heat is frail.  

She turns, naked, her eyes a slow ignition.  
She smirks at the way I stare too long.  
No words—just sweat and my submission,  
Her muscular body, the place I belong.

Sweat and Desires

This is my way. ( 1991 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

Vocal enlightenment provided by Alan Watts

The Art of Not Caring

Le Nouveau titre de Matziz Records
Storkirkan
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59% M'Z - 39% Mathieu Torres 
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Disponible sur toutes les plateformes
https://music.imusician.pro/a/gjuRf8NN/

Storkyrkan

Deer Hunter‘s Moon (Live Remix 2025)

Tuning 444Hz A Standard
Tempo 60BPM
Timing 4/4
Key C#

Instrumentation
-Finger picked Acoustic Guitar (-1 semitone)
-5 String Bass
-Piano played on keys
-2 meditative pads played on keys
-eBow Electric Guitar
-Vox runs x 5
-Modern house beat with a Chinese drum kit
-Lead electric guitar
-Bells played on keys
-added double timed outro phrase to fade

To do
-EQ some of the very high end out of Lead guitar

An Apocalypse for Fear

Change is here
Crystal clear
In range new gear
Skilled solar seer
Watch winds of old fan final flames
Old thought burns out it's charred remains
This range of fear is weak and waning
Who hears awareness wide
Awaking

Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Good conscious dear
Engage that gear
Cogs of calm
Clutch of clever
Smoothest shift
Sagacious lever
Endeavour for deep
Most mind turned to nought
Forever, a feast
Brain brilliant taught

Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
Crystal clear
Good conscious dear
Engage that gear
Skilled solar seer
Be near

An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
An apocalypse for fear
Change is here
Be near
It's near
Be near

The song image was taken just under a year ago over the back wall of my garden. A beautiful winter morning. So the shrubs are leafless and the mist is quite prominent in a foreground darkened by the rising sun. It's an unedited photo and for this piece I guess shows how looks can be deceiving... And the camera can lie when tying imagery to an idea 💡 Movie makers make careers of it convincing us of their imagined realities... The pic is totally Terminator 2 though minus the playground and fence... haha 😆 😎

If we find an end to something for the human condition, let's make it fear. If we let go of our fear then a lot more becomes clear and beautiful about this world. As we continue in an age of constant over stimulation and a generation that has grown up to learn only that, I believe more then ever we have to try and teach younger people that it's nature that will stimulate our own internal balance and for them to realise that maybe they need to learn to not just go with the crowd of humans taking those doses of fruitless over stimulation. To avoid an actual climactic apocalypse we all need to actually synchronise with Earth and learn it. I don't believe they will find that glued to an ever more biased internet that young minds must find it difficult to navigate without switching off to what is important... Earth and themselves

I feel we find that by becoming more aware of truth that is relevant to our time and our experience. The Internet and media can be difficult to navigate as it is full of so much misinformation and power circles within society wanting to keep people in fear mode. It's easier to profit from that and retain the power of imposition. We need to start asking the right questions about our reality and stop listening to people planting imperfect truths in our heads.
We all have a slightly different version of the truth, but we only find it by asking ourselves that version honestly 🧬 That's how knowledge evolves, by combining those new truths, not by parroting what other people convinced you was true

A lot of scholars are starting to talk about how we are echoing periods that ended in destruction, but all those previous periods didn't have widespread good information like we have for people to train their mindset to the evolving reality. Yes we have the disease of misinformation to tilt away from, but the good stuff is there and more and more of us have access to it if we just look. That's the big difference this time for me... We have the power now of amazing good information to form a conscientious collective and become conscientious individuals. We don't have to be told what's up anymore and we don't have to be afraid of our changing world. As Eddie Veddar said...  "It's evolution baby" 🍼
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDaOgu2CQtI&list=RDaDaOgu2CQtI&start_radio=1
Rock and Roll!

An Apocolypse for Fear

Tanger Two

Cumbianaut-La hermosa se ha ido

J’ÉTAIS TOI 
TU SERAS MOI
ON S’EN SORTIRA
L’UN DANS L’AUTRE
UNE HISTOIRE LA NOTRE
UN MÊME CHARABIA

MOITIÉ NOIR LE CIEL MOITIÉ BLEU
UN MIROIR COUPE LA POIRE EN DEUX
J’ÉTAIS TOI TU SERAS MOI
ON S’EN SORTIRA

ON S’ENVOIE
EN L’AIR ON S’EN VA
ET ON N’EN REVIENT PAS
L’UN ET L’AUTRE
UNE BOUTEILLE LA NOTRE
UNE MÊME GUEULE DE BOIS

MOITIÉ NOIRE LA VIE MOITIÉ BLEUE
UN MIROIR POSÉ ENTRE NOUS DEUX
MAIS TAIS-TOI
JE DIS N’IMPORTE QUOI
ET ON S’EN SORTIRA


J'ÉTAIS TOI (lyrics)

LES GOSSES C’EST ROSSE LES MÔMES C’EST FÉROCE
ÇA CHERCHE DES CROSSES ET ÇA SE FAIT DES CROCHE-PATTES

DES PLAIES DES BOSSES DES BLEUS DES CARABOSSES
DES TÊTES DE PIOCHE QUI MARCHENT À LA TALOCHE

OUI MAIS C’EST


DES DONNEURS DE BONHEUR
DES GRANDS FRÈRES DES P’TITES SŒURS
DES P’TITS DOIGTS DE LIQUEUR
POUR LE CŒUR

LES MIOCHES C’EST CLOCHE COLLÉS A LA TÉLOCHE
L’ENFANCE C’EST MOCHE ET ÇA SE TIRE A CLOCHE-PATTES


ÇA TRAÎNE LA GALOCHE
ÇA GUEULE A LA CANTOCHE
ÇA CAVALE COMME DES TRIPLES CROCHES
ET ÇA NOUS FAIT LES POCHES
LES GOSSES 

OUI MAIS C’EST

DES DONNEURS DE BONHEUR
DES VOLEURS DE DOULEUR
DES P’TITS DOIGTS DE LIQUEUR
POUR LE CŒUR


DES DONNEURS DE BONHEUR
DES OISEAUX DES COULEURS
DES P’TITS FRÈRES DES GRANDES SŒURS…
…POUR LE CŒUR


LES GOSSES (lyrics)

JE MARCHE SUR MES PIEDS JE TRANSPORTE MON CORPS
J’AVANCE PIED A PIED D’ACCORD OU PAS D’ACCORD
LE TEMPS S’EST ARRETE MAIS LA VIE COURT ENCORE
BEBE DORS TRESOR DORS

HISSER LE DRAPEAU NOIR CRACHER DANS L’EAU DU PORT
LEVER LE VOILE ET VOIR L’ENVERS DU DECOR
AVOIR AU CŒUR L’ESPOIR D’ENCORE UN CORPS A CORPS

J’AI TOUT PRIS TOUT DONNE MAIS J’EN DEMANDE ENCORE
SATANEE DESTINEE COQUIN DE SORT
A PEINE JE SUIS NE QUE DEJA J’ETAIS MORT
BEBE DORS TRESOR DORS

JE MARCHE SUR DES ŒUFS JE TRAVERSE MON CORPS
LA NUIT EST A NOUS DEUX IL PLEUT DES METEORES
TANDIS QUE DANS LES CIEUX DEJA POINTE L’AURORE
BEBE DORS TRESOR
DORS 

BERCEUSE (Lyrics)

ON EST DES GRANDS, DES PARENTS
ON VIT NOS VIES DEPUIS LONGTEMPS
DES RUISSEAUX DEVENUS TORRENTS
TENDANT LEURS BRAS VERS L’OCÉAN

ON A FAIT L’AMOUR ET LA GUERRE
LARGUÉ LES AMARRES DE NAGUÈRE
MAINTENANT ON SAIT ON COMPREND
MAIS ON COMPREND SURTOUT DU VENT

AU FOND DE NOUS DANS LE DEDANS
TOUJOURS LA MÊME RAGE AUX DENTS
ET DANS NOS MÉMOIRES D’ÉLÉPHANTS
ON EST RESTÉS LE MÊME ENFANT

CELUI QU’ON ÉTAIT CŒUR DE VERRE
TREMBLANT DE PERDRE PÈRE ET MÈRE
AU MOINDRE REGARD DE TRAVERS
CETTE ENVIE DE RENTRER SOUS TERRE

ON EST DES GRANDS, DES GRANDS PARENTS
ET ON S’Y CROIT ET ON SE PREND
POUR DES SAGES DES VIEUX ÉLÉPHANTS
 OUI MAIS ON EST RESTÉ L’ENFANT

CELUI QU’ON ÉTAIT FLEUR DE NERFS
TREMBLANT DE PERDRE SES REPÈRES
ET QUAND LA VIE VA DE TRAVERS
JUSTE ENVIE DE RENTRER SOUS TERRE

ON EST DES GENS INTELLIGENTS
ON VIT NOS VIES POUR DE L’ARGENT
PETIT ENFANT DEVIENDRA GRAND
GRAND RESTERA PETIT ENFANT

QUAND TU ME REGARDES DE TRAVERS
CETTE ENVIE DE RENTRER SOUS TERRE

BERCEUSE (Lyrics)

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