ماجدة الرومى & Lara Fabian حبيبى (Adagio)

You didn’t say goodbye, just slipped away,
Like perfume at the break of day.
No tear, no sound, no last caress—
Just silence dressed in your finesse.
You left no shoes beside the door,
But I still feel you in the floor.
The way you danced, the way you sighed—
Still lingers like a tide inside.

Was it love… or just the thrill?
The way you moved, the way you killed
My calm, my breath, my steady ground—
You turned it all around.

Still under my skin, like a whisper in wine,
You play in my rhythm, just out of time.
Still in my veins, like a moonlight spin,
I feel you dance beneath my skin.
Was it love… or just a sweet charade?
A kiss I sip but never fade.
One more night, one last refrain—
Spin me back to you again. 🎵

You smiled like jazz at 2 a.m.,
Too smooth to know where truth begins.
You dressed your words in honey tones,
I swallowed them like saxophone.
You didn’t stay, but you remain—
A note I hum through joy and pain.
It’s not your arms I miss the most—
It’s who I was inside your ghost.

Was it you… or just the dream?
A solo line in my routine.
You never stayed, but played so well—
I bought the magic that you sell.

Still under my skin, like a spice in the air,
You haunt the room, though you’re not there.
Still on my lips, like a song I knew,
One soft refrain that feels like you.
Was it love… or just a melody
That hit too sweet, then danced from me?
If that was love, I’d play it blind—
Loop the night and press rewind. 🎵

Some love is sugar… some is smoke.
Yours was rhythm, yours was joke.
A beat I chased through every bar,
A kiss that played me like guitar.

Still under my skin, like a pulse in the rain,
Still moving slow through joy and pain.
Still in my steps, still in my sway,
You dance with me when jazz starts to play.
If that was love… don’t let it end—
Just one more round, then we pretend…
You never left…
You never left… 🎵

Bajo Mi Piel (Under My Skin – Latin Jazz Version)

Step into a lounge where time sways instead of ticks, where velvet voices glide over upright bass, and secrets are stirred into every drink. Club Midnight blends polished charm with a modern undercurrent — playful, mysterious, and heartbreak-slick. From flirtatious duets to torchlit ballads, each track captures a different shade of night: the sparkle of the first drink, the ache behind a final glance, the hush when the music lingers.

Dress sharp, stay late — your table’s waiting.

Ash on the Glass

She is the woman of my dreams

I see you smile and wave hello
While something creeps beneath our feet
You paint your lips and powder your nose
But can't you feel that steady beat?
They're moving through the spaces small
Behind the pretty things we say
Oh honey, can't you hear them crawl?
While we just dance the night away
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But I can see the undertow
La da da da, oh no
There's something you should know
La da da da, below...la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
You read the papers, trust the news
And tell me everything's just fine
But I can smell what they produce
When honest voices cross the line
The pretty faces on the screen
Keep telling you to close your eyes
But darling, nothing's what it seems
Behind their carefully crafted lies]
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But I can see the undertow
La da da da, oh no
There's something you should know
La da da da, below...la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
They take a little here
And a little there
Till you wake up one day
And there's nothing left to share
Oh, the silence that we keep
Makes the darkness grow so deep
Mmm mmm mmm
So listen close, my sweet naive
Before they steal what matters most
The freedom that we both believe
Will vanish like a morning ghost
I'm not the crazy one, you see
I'm just the one who speaks the truth
About what's stalking you and me
From basement up through every roof
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But now you feel the undertow
La da da da, you know
There's something down below
la de da la de da
The rats below
Mmm, can you hear them now?
la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
Oh darling
la da da de da
la da da de da la de da ....

🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder. 

Be sure to visit Tina's playlist here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/tina-talone-may-this-kind-of?si=c962a19838244cafab03c08ba110c75f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

And Tina's new music video here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TZvNm4nfdQ

Poison In The Water  by 🌹Tina Talone🌹

Je pense donc j’oublie

Même Dieu m’a dit "tant pis"

J’écris l’absurde et j’applaudis

Un philosophe... en survêt’ gris~

Je pense donc j’oublie (I think, therefore I forget)

The Music Never Ends

Girl couldn't share her love for a guy with anyone else

POP (1)

A smooth holiday escape wrapped in velvet tones and warm December glow.

Jazzy Little Christmas is a cozy collection of holiday originals that blend festive charm with a touch of late-night lounge magic. These songs drift between soft piano glimmer, upright bass sway, brushed-drum shimmer, and the gentle kiss of winter melodies that feel like stepping into a candle-lit jazz club after the first snowfall.

Each track brings its own mood —
🎷 a little swing,
🎹 a little sentiment,
🌙 a little nostalgia,
✨ and a whole lot of heart.

From slow-dancing under twinkle lights to sipping cocoa by the fire, this album celebrates the quieter side of Christmas — the memories, the longing, the joy, the softness, and the small moments we hold onto all our lives.

This is holiday music for dreamers, night owls, and anyone who loves December wrapped in warmth and wonder.

New York Is My Winter Wonderland

sway  _Frank Sinatra   فرانك سيناترا

Perry Como - Where Do I Begin

This account here isnt for promotional purposes. Its just simple placeholder and a showcase for our internal group. Its not meant to be "marketed" in soundcloud. We also DO NOT SEEK ANYONE'S ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS HERE. If u like what u hear? Cool. Or else? Still cool =)

50% of the songs here have been AI aided in the production phase but one thing remain constant here, the chords used, the lyrics, the tune are all original. We record one Verse/PC/C, and then AI will "gacha". All inconsistencies are edited with DAW. None of the songs on this channel here are finished complete productions. By doing this, we can ready a sample in less 3~4 days. If u still do not understand how wonderful this is for busy people with day time job, then good for u. Which means u have already ascended to the level that u make a huge killing from producing music =) 

Our group have lawyers, engineers, doctors and even ecologist etc. So its pure hobby for now but we are planning for bigger things. Afterall, many of the music on this channel are pure nostalgia from the 80s to 2010s. We recreate songs that we crave since more than half the group are boomers. =[

So no. Dont have to like the songs. =) We aint here to hunt for likes. We have other motives in our own production circle for 2026.

Je pense donc j’oublie (I think, therefore I forget)

Albiony

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