You are right, M. Neu. And you are right on time : )

Very nice track.  I agree that we all have our own time within our own time.

such gorgeousl tone, cool track, great mood. play on. (<:

Lyrics:

If I stayed in my home
and just laid around
and talk to myself
would it be fun
or the end of the world
you see I don't recall
making no sense at all

I wanna go on
like it's a dream I hope to live in
and I found a home to live in
we didn't know
we didn't know why
save a little love for me

End Of The World

wake up wake up wake up dave

fly away with me, fly away with me
to yellow kid paradise
wake up wake up everybody’s going up 
wake up wake up come away with me
to yellow kid paradise 

went to sleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
cuz we won’t grow old,
no dad no nanny, no master no mum
granny's always there with a sweet sugar plum
or a penny for a song
so open your heart and close your eyes
i'm gonna’ give you a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

we don’t get sick and we don’t wear ties
it’s always saturday in paradise 
we don’t wear shoes, we just eat pies
nobody walks cuz everybody flies
in paradise.

so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

was born asleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, in kid paradise, yellow kid paradise

fly away with me, to yellow kid paradise
run away run away run away
…….
produced & performed by kid otari
written by naldo & guillaume
keyboards by guillaume & ricardito
drums by greek god Yannis
guitars by naldo

remastered by guillaume & blitz recording, san diego
Kid Paradise+RL synth

Kid Paradise

Not enough Sun? 
Here is a next sample from my new album "RA"! 
"My Time."
I don't think time is the same for everyone - we all have our one. And you?

jahnneu.bandcamp.com/album/ra

open.spotify.com/album/5QLoW8NhbR…BaSdGIt1AIr2_8jA

Enjoy -:::< !

My Time

Far away girl painting : Nataly NGM 
Notes & words composed, played and sung by Bruno Chassaigne 
Mastered by Loony De Bussy in October 2023

You Got The Right - Bruno C.

Burning Sword

the traveller strikes twice

The Traveller Strikes Twice

The World should care for the Children, they need a better present & a better futur... 

Lyrics & Vocals : Special Cecilia

Musicians Beatmakers, if you want you can remix this song adding some instrumental. 
The file is on Freedownload.
Let's Keep spreading positive vibes...

PRAY FOR THE CHILDREN

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

There's a fantastic 70s leaning pop-rock album  Ticket to Shangri-La  released in 2023 (Young Gun Silver Fox) with a song called Starting Wars. I miss heard and mis-read the title as Starling Wars which seemed a great metaphor for something. It could have applied to a relationship - but the 2 wars going on became the theme

Starling Wars

You fly in to foul my nest 
Seeing red I puff out my chest
Aiming at your catacombs
Dropping all my guano bombs
Flit across and I peck at you
Cause my beliefs are the only truth
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

I ruffle your feathers
You think that you’re better
Ethnically superior
The plumage of an emperor
Gonna peck my eye’s right out
Squawk about it loud and proud
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

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Underneath there’s the dove of peace
Peeking out at the busy streets
I Wrap your eggs neath protective wings
Drop a flower confess my sins
Fleeting thought it just flies away
Revenge is sweet gonna make you pay
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

My Time

NEU

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