I prefer chimpanzees to humans ( Jane Goodall)

The Aftermath

What can you do when you lost everything ?

3 Steps Behind

Chasing Dreams

First song about iconic and inspiring places around the world.


[Verse 1]
Golden dawn on the southern trail,
Winds are whispering a traveler’s tale.
Through the plains where the guanacos run,
Chasing shadows in the morning sun.

[Verse 2]
Fitz Roy rises like a fiery crown,
Clouds embrace but can’t pull it down.
Rivers carving through the endless stone,
In this land that stands alone.

[Chorus]
Rolling wheels to El Chaltén,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Every turn, a new horizon,
Wild and free, we’re flying by.

[Verse 3]
Glaciers gleam in the midday light,
Eagles soaring, taking flight.
Frozen air and the open road,
Feel the call, let the engine roar.

[Chorus]
Rolling wheels to El Chaltén,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Every turn, a new horizon,
Wild and free, we’re flying by.

[Outro]
Leave no footprints, take the view,
Let the journey carry you.
Though we’ll go, we’ll come again,
Back to the road to El Chaltén. [Verse 1]
Golden dawn on the southern trail,
Winds are whispering a traveler’s tale.
Through the plains where the guanacos run,
Chasing shadows in the morning sun.

[Verse 2]
Fitz Roy rises like a fiery crown,
Clouds embrace but can’t pull it down.
Rivers carving through the endless stone,
In this land that stands alone.

[Chorus]
Rolling wheels to El Chaltén,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Every turn, a new horizon,
Wild and free, we’re flying by.

[Verse 3]
Glaciers gleam in the midday light,
Eagles soaring, taking flight.
Frozen air and the open road,
Feel the call, let the engine roar.

[Chorus]
Rolling wheels to El Chaltén,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Every turn, a new horizon,
Wild and free, we’re flying by.

[Outro]
Leave no footprints, take the view,
Let the journey carry you.
Though we’ll go, we’ll come again,
Back to the road to El Chaltén.

Patagonia ´s Cathedral.  Lyrics in description

Lost Keys In The Moonlight

A hush fell over sunflower fields,
The sky wept ash where doves once wheeled.
The earth still breathes their silent tread—
The living walk among the dead.
(Verse 1)
They came for us in smoke and steel,
In the dark before the meal,
Mothers torn from each cradle song
With dust of home still in their eyes.
(Verse 2)
A train of ghosts, a thread unspooled,
Each station colder, barely ruled.
But hearts held tight to songs they knew,
And stitched their dreams in exile’s hue.
(Verse 3)
Now in cafés far from Kyiv snow,
She sets her bread, she lets tears flow.
A shawl of rye, a laugh half-spoken—
A soul too proud to stay broken.
(Chorus)
O daughters of the wind, you roam,
With stolen roots and borrowed home.
But every word, each cradle song,
Keeps Ukraine burning, brave and strong.
(Bridge)
She writes in journals folded tight,
By candle’s breath, by winter’s light.
She plants a seed in foreign land—
And sings in tones they’ll understand.
(Second Chorus)
O daughters of the wind, you roam,
With stolen roots and borrowed home.
But every stitch, each evening hymn,
Keeps Ukraine from falling dim.

Slava Ukraini feat.Oksanna Kopenko,vox lyrics indescription

On the New Jersey turnpike
Oh where'd we go?
Red tail lights and white lines
It's a steady flow
But oh where'd we go?

[Verse 2]
I put on my blue suede shoes
The old ways they don't work
You say you hate your hometown
But maybe we should stay here
So I can see you smile in your brown coat

[Chorus]
So
When I wake up from this dream
You'll be in the passenger seat
On the New Jersey turnpike
Oh where'd we go?
Where'd we go?

[Verse 3]
You'll be at my bedside
Saying goodbye
The open window to my right
Lets the sunlight in
As you pull me closer
And I kiss your shoulder
And you put on your brown coat

[Chorus]
So
As you pull me closer
And I kiss your shoulder
And you put on your brown coat

[Chorus]
So
When I wake up from this dream
You'll be in the passenger seat
On the New Jersey turnpike
Oh where'd we go?
Where'd we go?
Where'd we go?
Where'd we go?

[Outro]
On the New Jersey 
turnpike
Oh where'd we go?
Where is the airport 
Am I late 
Für mein München flight 
In my Lufthansa plane
Will I miss 
My 
Oktoberfest

On the New Jersey Turnpike     lyrics in description

#Haïti #US TPS #deportation #overstay #panic #ICE


A song for all Haitian who they « overstayed » in the US.
Lyrics
Verse 1
They came in dreams from Port-au-Prince
With echoes in their blood
Salt and sugar in their skin
And fire under the mud
They crossed the waters long ago
To seek a place to grow
But now the tide has turned around
With nowhere left to go

Verse 2
They say you’ve had your time up north
“Back to the island dust”
As if the gangs don’t own the ports
And hope is built on rust
The land is broken, hearts are too
Each street a loaded gun
You send them back to burning roofs
As if the past is done

Verse 3
They whisper now in laundromats
In kitchens, schools, salons
Mothers braid the fear in hair
And hide it from their sons
The papers call them “overstayed”
Like luggage left too long
But you don’t deport a beating heart
And still pretend it’s wrong

Bridge
How do you pack a life like thread
Back into a storm?
Where ransom is a daily tax
And grief becomes the norm
You’re not returning “citizens”—
You’re sending lambs to flame
And every name you fly back home
Is one more silent name

Chorus
There’s no safe shore, no promised land
When justice folds its hand
No torch, no song, no open gate
Just fear you can’t withstand
The sky is loud, the sea is cold
The flight is final, fast
And what they built with trembling hands
Is buried in the past

Outro
So count them out, then fly them in
To hell they did not choose
But you can’t send a soul to die
And say you didn’t lose

⸻

No Safe Shore …for Haitians

A dystopian tale. Con letras

I put my socks in
They disappear
Left a sweater here last year
The machines hum a ghostly tune
Under flickering lights
Neon blue

[Prechorus]
Is it magic or a trap
Are my clothes never coming back

[Chorus]
Lost in the laundromat
Where do my t-shirts go
Lost in the laundromat
It's a mystery
I’ll never know

[Verse 2]
The spin cycle feels like time travel
Shirts and jeans begin to unravel
The dryer’s door a black hole gate
Swallowing fabric
Sealing my fate

[Bridge]
Quarter after quarter
I feed the beast
A feast of cotton
Denim
Fleece
I’m stuck here folding what’s left behind
But the missing pieces haunt my mind

[Chorus]
Lost in the laundromat
Where do my t-shirts go
Lost in the laundromat
It’s a mystery
I’ll never know

Lost in the Laundromat# 7. ( A Project 7)

Verse]
We carved our names on the moonlit stone
Promises whispered where the wild winds moan
You said forever
I said I’d try
We never thought about goodbye

[Prechorus]
Your laugh was thunder
Your touch was fire
We fed the flames of our own desire

[Chorus]
Until we died
We burned so bright
Lit up the dark
Chased off the night
No second chances
No rewinds
We loved like fools
Until we died

[Verse 2]
We danced on rooftops
Broke every rule
Life was a game
And we played the fool
The clock kept ticking
But we stood still
Chasing the rush
Chasing the thrill

[Prechorus]
Your eyes were lightning
Your voice the sea
We drowned in moments
Just you and me

[Chorus]
Until we died
We burned so bright
Lit up the dark
Chased off the night
No second chances
No rewinds
We loved like fools
Until we died

Until We Died

Before the End

Vesuvius Inc. copyright 2025 
a soft version of Until We Died
Jef Tale: vox, guitars, mellotron

Until We Crashed

Vesuvius Inc. All rights reserved Chorus]
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone

[Verse]
Lost all my marbles
Never in the right place
But I'll stay
At least today
I'm sure to stay
My marble place
January
Thirty-two

[Chorus]
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone

[Verse]
I've lost all my marbles
They're never in the right place
But I'll stay
At least today
I swear I'll stay
My marble place
January
Thirty-two
January
Thirty-two

[Chorus]
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone
January thirty-two
You don't have a clue
What to do
With your new tattoo
Shoulda known
On the way to the tone
Yeah you were alone

January 32th

Vesuvius Inc 2025. All rights reserved 

Lead vocal, Stratocaster : Jef.  Backing vocals, lyrics : Matteo.  Bass : Marcus
Drums: Paul  Guitars : Andy

The presidents fell
There's a flood in the plains
And the animals yell
I just wanted some peace
But I'm starting to feel
Like the mountains could tell

[Chorus]
Mount Rushmore ´s collapsed
Mount Rushmore ´s collapsed
Mount Rushmore ´s collapsed
Mount Rushmore ´s collapsed

[Verse]
The men on the ground
There's a noise in the wind
And a deafening sound
We all looked at each other
I stared at my mother
And knew what she'd found

[Chorus]
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed

[Bridge]
I had seen it before
In my eyes
And I could ignore
But not this time

[Chorus]
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed
Mount Rushmore collapsed

Mount Rushmore ´s Collapsed   #rushmore. # climatic change

Vesuvius 2025. All rights reserved

# cat. # tiger #proud protector of of his pellets bowl # dark folk #electro #grunge

The story of a character who is sometimes gentle and sometimes a bit rebellious, and who makes us laugh every day and brightens up our log cabin.
Lyrics:

Ten aches like ghosts walking under my skin,
Hospital lights still flicker in my mind.
But Bengal sleeps curled tight like a secret,
A homebody king who leaves the world behind.

Verse 2

Then he’s gone — a blur across the hallway,
A lightning strike chasing spiders through the night.
He moves like danger wrapped in velvet,
A small storm born from a spark of light.

Verse 3

He watches the news beside the sofa,
The screen shouting things I don’t want to hear.
But when that serie The Beast in Me comes on,
He climbs back close, like he’s drawing near.
Pre-Chorus

In the half-dark glow, he guards my breath,
A shadow with fire beneath his fur.
Mon CHAT est un tigre… a bengal tiger,
And the whole room starts to stir.

⸻

Chorus (Powerful / Grunge)

Bengal — run the night like a burning arrow,
Tear through the fear when the edges grow narrow.
Shake off the darkness that clings to my bones,
My wild little guardian, I’m never alone.

Outro (Quieter, Dark Folk + Keys)

When the house grows still and my pain wakes up,
He curls at my side like a fragile prayer.
No roar, no claws — just a soft low rumble,
And for one quiet moment,
the night feels fair.

Bengal the cat

Vesuvius 2025 AllRights Reserved
# Atacama #desert # Chile
Vox, piano, Moog, other synths: Jef   
Lyrics, Acoustic Guitar, Backing vocals : Matteo. Bass, Backing Vocals, Marcus :
Drums: Paul 
Acoustic and Electric Guitars : Andy

The sand whispers secrets under my feet
The sun's a hammer pounding heat
Shadows stretch thin
Then they retreat
No mercy here
No room to cheat

[Chorus]
Attack the Atacama
No turning back
Chasing the horizon on a dusty track
Attack the Atacama
The sky’s on fire
Every step burns
But I climb higher

[Verse 2]
Cactus guards hold their silent stance
Bones of the earth in a deadly dance
The wind’s got teeth
It cuts like glass
This desert don’t care if you’re first or last

[Prechorus]
Keep moving
Keep moving
No room for losing

[Chorus]
Attack the Atacama
No turning back
Chasing the horizon on a dusty track
Attack the Atacama
The sky’s on fire
Every step bien 
But I climb higher

[Bridge]
The stars at night
They glare
They judge
The moon don’t care
It won’t budge
Every breath feels like a war
But I’ll keep going
I’ll give it more

[instrumental]

Atacama under Attack

Written by Mia Sinclair, performed by Maple and Mason

© 2025 PolyHarmonic Records™ / Mia Sinclair™ – All Rights Reserved. Commercial Use Requires Permission.

Dig Deep

FIRST OF ALL, No Promoters or so-called VIDEOS experts.

All songs, -music and lyrics - are copyrighted..
As an author - composer, I like to sing, with my natural voice or slightly transformed with different devices, according to my mood. I also play all kinds of keyboards and a little bit of 6-string guitars, both acoustic and electric.I'm pretty old, but I've still got a fairly wide vocal range, though it's getting lower and lower.
I also have a small home studio called Vesuvius( thx Sufjan Stevens! )
I like to work alone, or with two or three partners, male or female, highly qualified.
And I get some much fun to discover amazing new talents on Soudcloud. That's why I follow more people than I'm followed by. I'm just too curious..

No Safe Shore …for Haitians

Jef Tale

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