Take That released this song in 2006. Performed on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

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Name That Tune #421 by Take That

Inspirés par les magnifiques citronniers de Crète...
Inspired by wonderful Greek lemon trees

Under the Lemon Tree

Sitting under the lemon tree,
I was leafing through the newspapers
Nothing new beneath the cobblestones,
And the river has run dry.
Always the same old stories
In these sad pages
I’m in such need of calm,
Of caresses on my cheeks.
And under the lemon tree, you’re watching
This world turned upside down,
You have everything to please me.
Fingers stained black from the paper,
A mind swarming with distractions.
I breathed in the lemon tree,
A bitter taste on my tongue.
Not in a rush to lock myself away,
I’d rather get some fresh air,
Dream beneath its velvety leaves,
Softened at its feet.

Under its shade I once tasted
The flavor of love and time.
Tomorrow’s life so pale,
Tomorrow’s life so fade,
So fade.
And under the lemon tree, you’re watching
This world turned upside down,
You have everything to please me.
Busy watching
The people passing by, with nose up,
It seems they’ve forgotten
How to keep their feet on the ground.
Figs and jasmine nearby
Greet us in the wind,
they will carry away our words,
Backward, forward.
And under the lemon tree, you’re watching
This world turned upside down,
You have everything to please me.

Sous le citronnier

Pas besoin de toiDans la nuit au-delà des rêvesTout s’achèveTes yeux se noient dans les mystèresÀ l’enversDors et n’aie point de remordEn cadenceDes milliers de soleils se balancentEn silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pasNue sous un arc en ciel en feuMystérieuxTu n’oses pas me regarderA tes piedsDors et n’aie point de remord…En silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pas

A LA FRONTIERE

Pas Besoin De Toi

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo-64)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

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Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

After the loss of our Chug who was one of the sweetest dog you could find, passed away around three months ago, and the place feels empty without her. So it inspired me to create this piece. Produced in Fl Studio 2024. FL Studio Tenor Sax, Guitar Rig Pro 7, FL Studio Ibanez and Flex Organ.

Where The Wind Blows

©2025-JonKTPublishing.
©2025-Medusa Moon Music
Songwriter : Medusa Moon
Produced, Arranged, and Performed by Jon KT.

Blue Eyes

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat :01.12.2024/ © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: Blues Shuffle 
Single: 2025 
Lyrics: Karl Heimgartner / English 
Track : 05
Mix and Mastering Christine Sampson by MTM Mastering True Music Production.
Thank you so much for your Mix and Mastering Freddie and your MTM Team.

https://masteringtruemusicproductions.es/

https://youtu.be/yA785MVlS4o

Guitar Player at the Campfire

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/en-la-otra-orilla

En la otra orilla

En la orilla del dolor
sólo tienen frustración
y el anhelo de un mundo mejor.

En la orilla del placer
todo es poco hasta ser
el más fuerte y el que tenga el poder.

Estribillo

Desde la orilla se ve el fulgor
de la riqueza aupada en neón
que nutre la fe y la ilusión.
Todos se echan a la mar
porque piensan que tendrán
por fin un lugar para soñar.

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No se entiende que huir
del infierno es seguir
el instinto de sobrevivir.

Estribillo

Y se tienen que aguantar
si los quieren explotar
los mismos que los quieren echar.

On the other shore

On the shore of pain
they only have frustration
and the longing for a better world.

On the shore of pleasure
everything is too little until you are
the strongest and the one who has the power.

Chorus

From the shore you can see the glow
of wealth boosted in neon
that nourishes faith and illusion.
Everyone sets out to sea
because they think they will
finally have a place to dream.

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It is not understood that fleeing
from hell is following
the instinct to survive.

Chorus

And they have to put up with
if they want to exploit them
the same people who want to throw them out.

En la otra orilla (Feat. Hugo Iglesias Olmos)

For anyone who's ever been angry with time.

The Thief

Big Bad Wolf ft Natemonoxide
This song constantly gave me goosebumps from the beginning to the end of production. A dark electro rock with 14 synthesizers and 134 bpm.
Starting with a howling wolf and the witching hour of the night
The sounds become stronger and then fade away again and give Natemonoxide's voice space.
We meet the howling wolf again at the end of the song.
Pay attention to your dogs, they might feel attacked.. lol
Turn on repeat...
Please don't forget to repost if you like the song...
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Video:
https://youtu.be/sbm5T0I0Jpg

Big Bad Wolf ft Natemonoxide
Dieser Song hat mir vom Anfang bis zum Ende der Produktion ständig eine Gänsehaut beschert. Ein dunkler Elektrorock mit 14 Synthesizern und 134 bpm.
Beginnend mit einem heulenden Wolf, und der nächtlichen Geisterstunde
werden die Sounds kräftiger um danach wieder abzuschwellen und der Stimme von Natemonoxide Freiraum zu geben..
Der heulende Wolf begegnet uns am Ende des Songs nochmals.
Achtet auf eure Hunde, sie könnten sich angesprochen fühlen ..  lol
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Lyrics

Big Bad Wolf by natemonoxide


 Lurking beneath the surface of a tranquil veneer
 lays a creeping disturbance with intentions so clear
 The most primal or urges
 The most basic of fears

 Fangs down, horns up, that's the way we like to hunt
 The prey sweet, night young, everyone is out for blood
 Claws out, lights off
 You know the flesh is tender when clothes come off so
 Prey, meet the big bad wolf

 Just a matter of instinct, just a matter of time
 Doesn't matter what you think
 It's just how I'm inclined
 Common courtesy extinct with the moon in the sky

 Twilight, foreshadowing regret
 Disruption to the calmness when the shadows grow longer
 The freaks come out and sirens scream against the sunset
 They sing a song of foul play to the darkness
 Night becomes a play of discontent

 Do you believe in monsters
 Do you believe in freaks
 Do you believe you're safe when hiding beneath the sheets
 Do you wanna be starters
 Do you wanna be meat

 Maybe I get reckless, my obsession with the flesh is
 Almost as impressive as I rend the skin from the bone
 Maybe I'm impulsive, inner wolf hones in on pulses
 Must have been the net result of that for which I can't atone 



Liedtext

Big Bad Wolf by natemonoxide

Unter der Oberfläche lauern
Von ruhigem Anstrich
Legt eine schleichende Störung
Mit so klarer Absicht
Der ursprünglichste aller Triebe
Die grundlegendsten Ängste

Fangzähne nach unten, Hörner nach oben, so jagen wir gerne
Die Beute ist süß, die Nacht jung, jeder ist auf der Suche nach Blut
Krallen raus, Licht aus, uh-huh uh-huh, das wissen Sie doch
Das Fleisch ist zart, wenn man die Kleidung auszieht
Prey, triff den großen bösen Wolf

Nur eine Frage des Instinkts
Nur eine Frage der Zeit
Es spielt keine Rolle, was Sie denken
Es ist einfach meine Neigung
Die allgemeine Höflichkeit ist ausgestorben
Mit dem Mond am Himmel

Dämmerung, Vorahnung von Bedauern
Störung der Ruhe, wenn die
Schatten, werden länger
Freaks kommen raus und
Sirenen heulen gegen den Sonnenuntergang
Sie singen der Dunkelheit ein Lied des Unrechts
Die Nacht wird zu einem Spiel der Unzufriedenheit

Glaubst du an Monster?
Glaubst du an Freaks?
Glaubst du, dass du in Sicherheit bist, wenn?
Versteckt sich unter den Laken
Wollen Sie Starter sein?
Willst du Fleisch sein?

Vielleicht werde ich leichtsinnig, weil ich so besessen vom Fleisch bin
Fast so beeindruckend, wie ich die Haut vom Knochen reiße
Vielleicht bin ich impulsiv, der innere Wolf achtet auf Impulse
Muss das Endergebnis dessen gewesen sein, für das ich nicht büßen kann

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Jon KT is a Grammy nominated Music Producer /Engineer / Musician / Songwriter/ Artist / Label Owner and Publisher 

Jon has won several U.K. Songwriting Contest Awards from 2018 to 2020 and has received multiple Indie Rampage Awards for several consecutive years. He was named Engineer of the Year (2021-2024) and Producer of the Year (2021-2024), and his work has earned the Pop Album of the Year award from 2021 to 2024. He is also a two-time Grammy-nominated songwriter.

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