Luna Karam - Bizakker Bel Kharif (Fairuz) لونا كرم - بِذكّر بالخريف (فيروز

Echos of Presence. 

Wrestles with humanity’s uneasy dance with technology, not in fear of the machines themselves, but of the emotional void their unchecked evolution may leave behind. 

It’s not anti-progress it’s anti-forgetfulness. A poetic reckoning.

[Lyrics]

I am not afraid of machines.
I am afraid of the hollow hum they leave behind when no one asks why.
I am not afraid of progress.
I am afraid of forgetting what we paid to get here.

We built this world with blistered hands
and now we flinch at the light we lit ourselves.

Let it be said:
every choice is a ripple.
Every silence, a shadow.
Every invention carries the scent of its maker’s breath.

We did not ask to be gods.
We asked to survive.
But we are drunk on data, starving for soul,
and halfway through a sentence, we forgot we were trying to speak.

The universe doesn't punish.
It mirrors.
It reflects what we do, not what we say.
And so we spiral  not because we're evil,
but because we forget to look up,
forget to rest,
forget that wisdom whispers,
while panic screams.

I believe in consequence.
In reaction, not as revenge,
but as rhythm, the heartbeat of cause and return.

Let the earth remember us not for what we built,
but for what we noticed.
Let the future be not clean,
but clear.
Not perfect,
but present.

Let the machines learn empathy,
not efficiency.
Let the humans learn humility,
not dominance.
And let us -stubborn, sacred, ridiculous creatures -
be brave enough to say,
I don’t know.
But I’m listening.


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Presence

TWO SIDES TO A STORY

There are two sides to a story
If you bother to ask
The key to knowing is shining more light
And then you’ll find if you are right

Someone badly dressed could be a hobo
Or a billionaire in disguise
Give yourself a moment before making your mind
And that’s what takes to be smart

So, if someone tells you
They saw me with someone else
Let me explain, hear me out
Cause I’ve got my own side
Just don’t open your eyes

The truth is like the Sun
It burns our eyes when gazed
Trust your heart instead 
And stay amazed

No need to understand
We love with what we can sense
And make up stories 
Our own way

Maybe I’m being a tad cynical
But I need you to stay
Being together is worth many lies
And that’s the truth that I sign

So, if someone tells you
They saw me with someone else
Let me explain, hear me out
Cause I’ve got my own side
Just don’t open your eyes

[Chorus]
The truth is like the Sun
It burns our eyes when gazed
Trust your heart instead 
And stay amazed



Two Sides to a Story

“The Cold Don’t Lie” is a dust-covered journey through backroads, motel rooms, and quiet regrets. With razor-sharp lines like “Steerin’ by feel, not direction” and “The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave,” this song captures the raw honesty of running from a past that still burns. It’s not a love song—it’s what comes after. A soundtrack for anyone who’s ever driven just to forget.

„The Cold Don’t Lie“ ist ein staubiger Trip durch Hinterland, Motels und unausgesprochene Abschiede. Mit Zeilen wie „Steerin’ by feel, not direction“ und „The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave“ erzählt der Song von der Klarheit nach dem Sturm – wenn man weiterzieht, nicht aus Freiheit, sondern weil es keine Wahrheit mehr gibt, die bleibt. Kein Liebeslied – sondern das, was danach kommt.

The Cold Don't Lie

You Shall not See Me

You Shall not see me - Ehsan Shafiee


Lyrics & Arranger: Sina Sabokrooh
Melody Creator: AI (modified by Sina Sabokrooh)
Mixing & Mastering: Ebi Moslemi

Baghalom Kon / Hug Me

it's 3am in the smoky jazz club and she walks onto the stage to play the last set of the night... tales of heartbreak, self destruction, lust, nightmares and doomed love... but not without a sprinkle of hope on top. Sometimes that small piece of hope is enough to take you through another day. A melancholy collection of some of my jazz reinterpretations of my songs

Edge of Reflection v3 jazz version

حتی اگر نباشی

• دسترسی به آرشیوِ کاملِ آثار، در کانال تلگرام رادیوپل:
t.me/RadioP0l
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Vocal: Shamlou & 2Pac & Sorena
Remix: Hossein Farhadi
Sponsor: Dr. Mohammad Kordjazi

After me-RadioP0l

خواننده/ آهنگساز/ ترانه سرا: هپ

میکس و مستر: علی حسینیک



متن شعر: 

ورس یک 

یه شب دیدمت تو کوچه، میدرخشیدی مثل ماه، یه سر بیا اینورا، دختر شیطون بلا

کرس

دختر شیطون بلا، بیا غوغا به پا کن، منو با لب غنچه ات، با اسم کوچیک صدا کن

ورس دو

یه روز دیدم لب بندر، روی‌ آفتابو کم کردی، وقتی صورت نشون دادی، غم هامو دست به سر‌ کردی

لب بندر، تن داغت، منم مجنون و فرهادت، من‌ هم مبهوت و هم ماتت، مات اطوار و حرکاتت 

کرس

دختر شیطون بلا، بیا غوغا به پا کن، منو با لب غنچه ات، با اسم کوچیک صدا کن

Dokhtar Sheytoon Bala (Unplugged)

( Song Title: No I Never | A Love Song for My Partner )

Look at you, and I see my lover.
Look again, and I see my closest friend.
I could know you forever, there's so much more you have yet to show.
You are so kind, and you came into my life in the nick of time.

I have never, ever—no, not ever—been loved by someone so kind in my life... before.

My very dear friend and partner, I wrote this song for you.

You are one of the kindest people I have ever known, someone who never has a bad word for anyone. We have our moments of confusion and frustration, but any anger I might feel fades the moment I hold you close at night. You are the love of my life.

You and I both know a fundamental truth: it's not what you are, it's who you are. I accepted your mental health issues 27 years ago, and they didn't matter to me then—just as they don't matter now. I am always proud of you, even in those awkward moments when others don't understand you. I am the one who makes sense of you when there seems to be none.

My dear, dear friend, I have never been so in love with someone for so long as I have with you. Bradley, I love you.

The Cold Don't Lie

BRO