Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/oubli
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/3kKo6yMlKfV2oJvwj1JSgY?si=5yxKG6XVRiC6KVoNi2Vpmg
Translation above.

Sur le magnifique texte de Lucien Corma, un excellent auteur que je viens de découvrir.
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Oublié

Une carte postale aux couleurs effacées
Envoyée par quelqu’un que je ne connais pas
Me dit que tout va bien, que tout est beau là-bas
Dans ce pays lointain que j’avais oublié

Seul dans cette maison où j’essaie de trouver
Un souvenir de moi un objet familier
Je ne vois sur les murs dans des cadres dorés
Que de fiers étrangers à jamais oubliés

Refrain
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
Oublié ton rire emporté par le vent
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
J’ai oublié ce que je savais de toi

Je suis parti un jour tout habillé de blanc
Je ne me souviens plus si quelqu’un m’attendait
La ville s’éloignait au bout des rails tremblants
J’ai laissé sur le quai un visage oublié

Tous ces gens que je croise à la tombée du soir
Ne savent pas qu’un jour moi aussi je nageais
Dans des eaux bien plus bleues que leur ciel de boulevard
Mais la plage est si loin qu’on l’a tous oubliée
(refrain)

La fraîcheur du matin engourdissait le port
Où le bateaux dansaient avec leurs ventres pleins
Le zigzag de ma vie s’échouait sur le corps
D’une sirène blonde qui me tendait la main

Dans un bar où dansaient des marins enfiévrés
Des filles à moitié nues montraient des dents de loups
Et leurs baisers brûlants me parfumaient le cou
M’emportaient hors du temps, me faisaient oublier
(refrain)
Oublier…

Un voyageur qui part, un autre qui revient
Se croisent sur le quai d’une gare endormie
Partir, puis revenir un jour au même point
Un soir au même point sur le i d’une vie

Paroles de Lucien Corma
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 31 janvier 2023

On the text of Lucien Corma, an excellent author that I have just discovered.
Music and voice : Myckaël Marcovic

Forgotten

A postcard with faded colors
Sent by someone I don't know
Telling me that all is well, that all is beautiful there
In this distant country that I had forgotten

Alone in this house where I try to find
A memory of me a familiar object
I see on the walls in golden frames
Only proud strangers forever forgotten

Refrain
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
Forgotten your laughter carried by the wind
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
I have forgotten what I knew of you

I left one day all dressed in white
I don't remember if anyone was waiting for me
The city was moving away at the end of the trembling rails
I left a forgotten face on the platform

All these people that I pass at nightfall
Do not know that one day I too was swimming
In waters much bluer than their sky of boulevard
But the beach is so far that we all forgot it
(refrain)

The freshness of the morning numbed the port
Where the boats danced with their full bellies
The zigzag of my life ran aground on the body
Of a blond mermaid who held out her hand to me

In a bar where fevered sailors danced
Half-naked girls were showing wolves' teeth
And their burning kisses perfumed my neck
Carried me out of time, made me forget
(refrain)
To forget...

A traveler who leaves, another who returns
Cross themselves on the platform of a sleeping station
To leave, then to return one day to the same point
One evening at the same point on the i of a life

Words by Lucien Corma
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 31 January 2023

Oublié (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

Lyrics:

Gotta open my eyes and see,
All the good things right in front of me
Gotta open my heart and leap,
Gotta take a dive and set my spirit free

When the waves crash down, 
Out-swim 'em,
We all make mistakes,
Forgive 'em.
When the punches roll
Roll with 'em.
Roll with 'em.

Couple wrong turns along the,
Get a little lost, someday I'll find my place
Gotta start turning down this noise,
It’s time to hear my inside voice.

When the waves crash down, 
Out-swim 'em,
Whatever the doctor says,
Outlive 'em
When the punches roll
Roll with 'em
Roll with 'em

My shadow side steps out some days,
But if I shine my light, 
It dances and plays

Gotta open my eyes and see,
What the universe keeps on gifting me
Gotta treasure these moments we share,
Find the love, 
It’s always everywhere

When the waves crash down
Out-swim 'em,
When the game is rigged
Out-rig 'em.
When the punches roll
Roll with 'em

Gotta open my eyes
Gotta open my eyes

Jonathan Schwartz - 2025

Open My Eyes

Track released in 2019. as a single.
Reworked a bit for the album, Chill Em All.
This is the album version.

Music by Ugochill & Alen Sveto
Perfomed by Ugochill

Produced by Ugochill © 2024

Vibration

A song about the happy day 1335 of the Book of Daniel.

Day 1335

I Ain't Shit

The Fool is having an existential crisis.... 😳

10. The Wheel of Fortune

Shine

I can string a lot of words together, plot the chords upon the measure,
Play them back to your great pleasure while you sing along.
I can choose these words to make ‘em rhyme, spit ‘em out infour/four time,
But I could never, ever write a song.
I can write some lyrics that won’t bore us, maybe even add a chorus,
Dub in harmony so glorious, play it loud and long.
I can play the bass to give it bottom, play the notes, and even dot ‘em.
But I could never, ever write a song.

You keep saying it’s beyond your power.
Can’t never could, and never will.
What if I told you that you can be anything you want?
So, don’t focus on the things you can’t do, just the ones your really want to,
And I think it might surprise you what you can get done.
Find someone who shares your passion, make a plan, put it in action.
Now the revolution has begun.

I am tall enough to reach the pedal, have my license and the title.
Keys are in my pocket, but I’d never drive a car.
I’m afraid, you see, of where I might go, I might drive too fast or too slow.
Never know, I might go way too far.
I hope you see the point I’m making, I don’t think I am mistaken.
If we’re only waking up, you know we have a chance.
But unless we get our act together, we are in for stormy weather.
We need lots of partners for this dance.

You keep saying it’s beyond your power.
Can’t never could, and never will.
What if I told you that you can be anything you want?
So, if you agree, get on the boat, button up your overcoat.
Exercise your right to vote, together we can’t fail.
I sure hope you will remember, come first Tuesday in November,
Is the day this boat of ours is set to sail
Doncha know, what’s going on’s beyond the pale.
Unless, of course, you like the Handmaid’s Tale.

I Could Never Write a Song

Waking up at six a.m. shower, shave and dress, grab a cup of coffee, out the door.
Following that too-familiar roadmap to success, I don’t want to do it anymore.
Anybody out there keeping score? I don’t want to do it anymore.

Cuttin’ carbs, reducing fats, and counting calories. Eating foods that frankly I despise.
I’ve had it up to here with cauliflower and zucchinis. Don’t you know I miss those pizza pies.
Giving up those foods that I adore. I don’t want to do it anymore.

We need rules, I understand. You gotta have a plan.
Chaos, mass confusion take the floor.
As for me and what is mine, I’m gonna cross that line.
I’m not gonna do it anymore.

You can have your rules to follow, I don’t really care. Rules were meant to break is my new creed
Life is not an endless game of copy and compare. You do what you have to to succeed.
Anybody out there keeping score? I don’t want to do it anymore.

Sometimes I hear voices, they are whisp’ring in my ear. ‘Do you think you truly know the score?’
Life is not supposed to be a casualty of fear. Don’t you wonder what’s behind that door
Fear will not consume me anymore. I don’t want to do it anymore.

We need rules, I understand. You gotta have a plan.
Chaos, mass confusion take the floor.
As for me and what is mine, I’m gonna cross that line.
I’m not gonna do it anymore.

It takes a special kind of dumb to think there’s just one plan,find what’s right for you, the rest ignore
I was once a victim, but I will not be again. I don’t want to do it anymore.
I may end up destitute and poor, I don’t want to do it anymore.
They want you to fit a mold, don’t stand out, be a bore. I don’t want to do it anymore.

I Don’t Want to Do It Anymore

I like the way your hair falls on your shoulder
And I like the way your eyes glow in the sun.
I like the way you smile, I like it when your skin meets mine.

I like the way you understand my weakness.
I like the way you put me in my place.
I like the way you laugh at me, and with me, and for me

I like at the end of the day, when you just start to settle down.
You give me a wink, a smile, a kiss, and say … I love you.

I like the way you always keep me grounded.
Even then, you've taught me how to fly.
I like the way your name has sounded coming off my lips.

I like at the end of the day, when you just start to settle down.
You give me a wink, a smile, a kiss, and say … I love you.

