Thanks for this soft song, it's beautiful

This is cool. It seems that your mix reduces some parts of the orginial.

I like how much space you left in the arrangement. Sparse arrangements and calm songs are the hardest for me!

Such a pleasant listen. The children in the background is a nice touch that brings together the feeling of the song.  😎

You've such a lovely fresh voice, very listenable

EMOTIONS

Esta canción está inspirada en María Fauro, la señora que limpiaba en la empresa  donde yo trabajaba y de la que tengo un entrañable recuerdo por su bondad y su coraje. Está dedicada a ella y, por extensión, a todas las mujeres de la limpieza, porque creo que no se valora su trabajo como se debería.

Hemos grabado dos versiones: en la de Carmen París se siente la fuerza y el coraje, mientras  que en la de Ana López Lorente destaca el cariño y la ternura. Y las dos están repletas de una entrega y sensibilidad que consiguen emocionar. Destacar, además, el piano de José Mª Berdejo, el chelo de Pablo Baleta, las guitarras de Nacho Abril y los “polvos mágicos” del ingeniero de sonido Juan Miguel Sánchez, del estudio de grabación Sin/Con Pasiones.

Para ver el video  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKHytf2Kw5o

SEÑORA MARÍA (Versión de Ana López Lorente. Para escuchar la versión de Carmen Paris https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/senora-maria-feat-carmen-paris?si=f6945a46cc34424284dd13501b65bf24&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing)

Siempre agarrada a la escoba
cual si parte de ella fuera
siempre con cubo y fregona
día y noche compañeras.

Sus manos limpian el polvo
con destellos de ternura
que relumbran en sus ojos
rebosantes de amargura.

Estribillo 

Y es que no ha sido la vida
aquel camino de rosas
que soñara siendo niña
entre blancas mariposas

La vida a veces regala
sueños de miel al destino
pero otras muchas se ensaña
y de hiel riega el camino.

Señora María:
¿qué le da a la desgracia
que siempre se cobija
en su humilde morada?
Señora María:
¿dónde emana el coraje
que la mantiene viva
y le da tanto aguante? 
-------

Al despertar la mañana
la saludan las estrellas
la brisa besa su cara
ya marchita primavera.

Estribillo

Always clinging to the broom
as if part of her were
always with bucket and mop
day and night companions.

Her hands clean the dust
with flashes of tenderness
that shine in his eyes
brimming with bitterness

Chorus

And it is that life has not been
that path of roses
that she dreamed as a girl
between white butterflies

life sometimes gives away
honey dreams to destiny
but many others show
and gall waters the road.

Lady Maria:
what gives to misfortune
that she always shelters
in her humble abode?
Lady Maria:
where does courage emanate
that keeps her alive
and does it last that long?
-------

waking up in the morning
the stars greet her
the breeze from her kisses her face
already withered spring

Chorus

SEÑORA MARIA (Feat. Ana López Lorente)

Come get it cause tonight is
The night to feel alive and get drunk like you
Drunk like you
Hey now, when we were love drunk
Oh, we were fire, fire up to hell
Fire up to hell yeah yeah yeah yeah
While you were love drunk you said, so did I
We were dancing, getting naked and
Lying on the beach
On the sand
So with two packs of cigarettes in my hand
And one last great sip from my sings
From my sings yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let me sit back, enjoy the view
Ooooohhhhh
Parties late night, take us to the coast
But, ya drunk
On the sand
On the sand
When we were love drunk
When we were love drunk

All instruments & vocals by Christophe

Love Drunk

Apunta el control
Oye esa voz
Abraza esa luz

Aterra la quietud
Excita mi sed 
Aleja esa paz

Voz: Maranta / Derzu
Música y letra: Derzu

Abraza esa luz

Mira tú qué telemático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué problemático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué acrobático pero no no no me pone a mí.
						
¿Quién sí tiene algo para decir?
¿Quién no? Mueve el dedo deslizador.

Mira tú qué automático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué tecnocrático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué carismático pero no no no me pone a mí.

¿Quién sí tiene algo para lucir?
¿Quién no? Mueve el dedo deslizador.

Mira tú qué cinemático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué diplomático pero no no no me pone a mí.
Mira tú qué sicopático pero no no no me pone a mí.

¿Quién sí tiene algo para sufrir?
¿Quién no? Mueve el dedo deslizador.

Voz: Maranta
Música y letra: Derzu

Telemático

That feeling... when your dreams are so good, you just don't want to wake up. 

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2023, all rights reserved.

Lyrics:
Exploding Dreams
Sleep can bring dreams that explode without warning,
So you long for the clock to hold back the morning,
Just a few more winks under Elysium’s elms, 
In the Brigit-bright night of other realms,
Of purple-hued mountains, high overflying
On a long-necked, long-legged crane, of Love undying.

In Persephone’s land, pomegranates gleam, 
Glistening cobwebs with rainbow dew stream. 
Demeter gliding through fields of cornflowers
Like lapis-lazuli, in the wee small hours.
Where Beauty walks in She, throughout the Night,
Veiled behind delicate, silver-winged sprites.

Crepuscular dark of the Land of the Fae,
Deep Saturnine pitch. Not such gaudy Day,
So brassily attired; it’s carbon klieg light 
An insult and blasphemy to my sight...
But wait ... rose light at the window calls us.
Aurora is here and with her, the dawn chorus.
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut 



Music by Paul Foss 
Contact: paul@paulfossmusic
Dawn chorus by the birds of Glastonbury, Somerset.

Art: Fairy Forest by TheNocturnal Spirit on DeviantArt

Exploding Dreams

Remix of the song ‘Seawall’ by Neev 
Music and Lyrics: Neev
Record Label: Trapped Animal Records
Remixed by Ray

Original Track: bit.ly/45aZR1b

Neev - Seawall (Remix)

Fantasy

Synthpop song with some gentle but loud bass :)

Warm Hearts

Everybody In

Second part of my father trilogy.
This song is based on a dream I had a good 20 years ago with my father, who had been dead for some time. 
I am in a dimly lit room. It's just me and somehow my father's energy body. At some point, this invisible energy body comes towards me. Then we embrace. It is a merging embrace. Something deep inside me releases and makes me cry. It's not so much a sad cry, but a liberating, soothing cry that pacifies me completely. 
Since this dream, the grudge I harboured against him for a long time has largely disappeared.     
Somehow he has been there inside me since then and I can sometimes visit him (even in dreams) when I want to talk to him.

The arrangement of the song is deliberately minimalist (just vocals, guitar and violin, hardly any effects) in order to emphasise the tremendous intimacy of the encounter between my father and me in the dream described above (there is no longer a "leaf" between us).

My Father  (Lyrics in English)

Would so like to talk to you
Break through the walls to the hereafter
Meet you in a moon cafe
On chairs that stand here and there

You died before the Berlin Wall came down
My son was born on the day you died
Never saw my beautiful wife
Although you had aimed 
For a hundred years of life

You only reached half of it
Life was rarely really easy for you

You were often too close to the stars
Underestimated the danger to your life
Had so many visions
Wanted to live in castles in the air

Then you were all there again
So clairvoyant, wise and clear

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I would love to have you here now 

The dividing wall to you is now open
I haven't met you for so long
You're waiting for me in the moon cafe
I see you in the soft twilight

I want to tell you so many things
What happened after you left
You still wanted to experience it all
Your early death did not grant you that

You were so torn, the demons, they tore at you
You loved the rush, had little sense of yourself

And yet you were in deep distress
My ever-protecting boat
My steadying hand
The lighthouse in my land of chaos

You gave up the shirt off your back
That ultimately cost you your life

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I wish you were here now


Mein Vater (Deutscher Originaltext)

Möchte so gern mit Dir sprechen
Die Mauern zum Jenseits durchbrechen
Dich in einem Mond-Cafe` treffen
Auf Stühlen, die hier und dort stehen

Vor dem (Berliner) Mauerfall bist Du gestorben
An Deinem Todestag wurde mein Sohn geboren
Hast meine schöne Frau niemals erlebt
Dabei hattest Du 
Hundert Jahre Leben angestrebt

Hast grad‘ mal gut die Hälfte davon erreicht
Das Leben war für Dich selten wirklich leicht

Warst oft den Sternen zu nah
Unterschätztest die Lebensgefahr
Hattest so viele Visionen
Wolltest in Luftschlössern wohnen

Dann warst Du wieder ganz da
So hellsichtig, weise und klar

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier 

Die Trennwand zu Dir steht jetzt offen
So lange hab‘ ich Dich nicht getroffen
Du wartest im Mond-Cafe‘ auf mich
Ich seh‘ Dich im zarten Dämmerlicht

Ich will Dir so vieles erzählen
Was so geschah nach Deinem Fortgehen
Du wolltest das alles noch erleben
Dein früher Tod hat Dir das nicht vergönnt

Warst so zerrissen, die Dämonen, sie zerrten an Dir
Liebtest den Rausch, hattest für Dich wenig Feingespür

Und dennoch warst Du in tiefer Not
Mein stets mich schützendes Boot
Meine mir haltgebende Hand
Der Leuchtturm in meinem Chaos-Land

Hast Dein letztes Hemd hergegeben
Das kostete Dich letztlich Dein Leben

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier

Mein Vater (My Father)

Music brings people together. Why not us!

Im a producer, arranger, editor, guitar player and I love to create music. Im focused on a mix of smooth jazz, triphop, soul, chillout and deep house.

Neev - Seawall (Remix)

Ray

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