Romeo and Juliet (A Time for Us) /Piano Aníbal Ortiz

No Time to Run drifts through a world that forgets its shape. Clocks soften, rivers climb, the sky confesses. In stillness, the end arrives—not with thunder, but like morning light. A quiet gaze holds as everything begins to slip. No farewell. No escape. Just the turning.


No Time to Run wandert durch eine Welt, die ihre Form verliert. Uhren schmelzen, Flüsse steigen, der Himmel gesteht. Das Ende kommt nicht mit Donner, sondern wie Morgenlicht. Ein stiller Blick bleibt, während alles kippt. Kein Abschied. Kein Entkommen. Nur das Drehen der Welt.

No Time to Run

“The Highland Spirit” is a cinematic Celtic folk-rock instrumental that captures the majesty and mystery of the northern coast. With 22 richly layered instrumental parts, it builds a story of nature, emotion, and timeless tradition. In the heart of the track, a young girl stands alone by the sea at dusk, waiting for the moon to rise. As the silver light spreads across the water, she sees herself reflected—full of dreams and wonder. This moment is brought to life through poetic lyrics nestled in a sweeping musical journey. Echoes of bagpipes, fiddles, acoustic guitars, and stormy drums guide the listener through misty hills, stormy crescendos, and serene reflection. A tribute to hope, memory, and the eternal beauty of the sea and sky.

Highland Moon

Little Fish

Bi-Polar Music for an Enraged Society by We Might Be Robots is a fearless collision of sound and spirit. Blending hard rock’s raw power, the grit of blues, the soul of country, and the pulse of techno, the album captures the turbulence of modern life while sparking resilience. Each track channels anger and unrest into energy, transforming chaos into momentum. Beneath the thunder, a message of hope emerges—an anthem for anyone fighting to endure, resist, and rise.

Chicago Blues Love

Neolithic Chinese culture artifacts show systematic human bone modification. worked human bones are the result of an intricate relationship between the worker and the worked, associated with kinship and conflict.

Verse 1
By the wide Yangzi, where the waters bend,
Shadows of ancestors rise and descend,
Carved in the silence, marrow of stone,
Hands of the living shape the bones.

Refrain
Yangzi River bones, drifting with the tide,
Stories of the bloodline time cannot hide.

Verse 2
Echo of battles, kinship in flame,
Names forgotten, yet memory remains,
Honored in fragments, worked by hand,
Binding the people to the land.

Refrain
Yangzi River bones, drifting with the tide,
Stories of the bloodline time cannot hide.

Bridge
Not just remains but voices that sing,
Whispers of sorrow, of war and of kin,
From conflict's ashes the spirit grows,
The river remembers, the river knows.

Final Refrain
Yangzi River bones, carried on the tide,
Kinship and conflict forever allied.

Outro
By the wide Yangzi, the silence moans,
Forever we carry the Yangzi River bones.

Yangzi River Bones

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The hegemony 
not understood, 
how it influences 
my propensity. 
My reaction creating 
an atmosphere, 
uprooting and hurling 
as my perception 
adjusting to the swirling. 
Confusing my focus 
As I listen to 
Some type of hocus pocus 
of the truth. 
The anatomy of 
my conceptual thinking 
misplaced as my spirit 
begins sinking. 
All all at one, 
Creation’s gentleness 
Is all I see. 
See it where? 
A place where the audience 
Is taught not to stare. 
The attention is  
Directed elsewhere. 
Perhaps by the narcissistic gleam. 
Deny, dismiss, devalue and divorce. 
Becoming their common way. 
Controlling the narrative 
Of discourse. 
So, there it sits unabashed. 
Within its gentleness. 
Bestowing the grace 
Of my acceptance. 
The question is, 
“How did I miss this? 
It was placed 
in a state 
of my illusion. 
Ashamed and divorced 
from the communication 
of my very source. 
Denied by the truth 
of my nature. 
by something 
that pretended 
to be greater. 
Dismissed and devalued, 
by the disparaging acts 
of mindfulness that loomed. 
Please old faithful spirit 
in order to breathe 
I will need soon. 
The exposing of  
This hegemony. 
Bringing back  
the breath 
to me.  
I lay my sins 
on it no more. 
Giving me the light 
To endure. 
By the hegemony 
that attempts to shadow 
my propensity. 
The uprooting 
of my soul 
is the perception 
the choice 
for this subject 
to behold. 
The illusional  
Traumatic ties 
Of my sub-personalities. 
These sins I laid 
In the reflection 
of my vision. 
The world of 
celestial gentleness 
becoming my decision. 
To be defined by 
The object of 
What I see. 
Or to plan and  
simply be free. 
To accept me 
As me for me. 
Giving me  
the power to see. 
The blessing 
to be free.

Old Faithful Spirit

"Sans Retour" est une chanson qui parle de rupture, de désillusion, mais surtout de renaissance.
C’est l’histoire d’un amour qui s’effrite, de promesses qui sonnent faux, et d’un cœur qui choisit enfin de partir — sans retour.

À travers une mélodie pop douce et des paroles sincères, cette chanson raconte le moment où l’on ouvre enfin les yeux, où l’on comprend que le bateau est parti et qu’il ne reviendra pas.
C’est une ode à la force intérieure, à la liberté retrouvée et au courage de tourner la page.

💔 Thème : rupture, libération, espoir
🎵 Genre : pop / variété française
🕊️ Ambiance : mélancolique, émotive, mais lumineuse.

No Time to Run

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