Si l'on pouvait ne pas vieillir dans cette course contre le temps et retourner à la ligne de départ ... Bref faire un faux départ .😊
Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
J'ai beau marcher à contre sens
De la rotation de la Terre
Y'a rien à faire mon âge avance
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je brûle tous les calendriers
Je fête pas mes anniversaires
J'ai beau condamner les années
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

Je n'aime pas trop les lendemains
C'est aujourd'hui que je préfère
Je compte pas mes heures enfin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je mets des crèmes à reculer
Un peu de printemps sur l'hiver
Des mensonges sur la vérité
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

J'ai peur quand on dit « à demain ! »
Je voudrais qu'on dise «  à hier ! »
Alors j'prie pour un jour sans fin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
J'aimerais bien tuer le temps
Il est immortel rien à faire
Prendre le temps de temps en temps
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

I may walk against the direction
From the rotation of the Earth
There's nothing my age can do
It doesn't work, on the contrary
I burn all the calendars
I don't celebrate my birthdays
No matter how I condemn the years
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn around
Hide behind somewhere
To be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I don't really like tomorrows
It's today that I prefer
I'm not counting my hours at last
It's not working, quite the opposite
I'm putting on creams
A little spring over winter
Lies on the truth
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn back
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I'm afraid to say "see you tomorrow".
I'd like someone to say "see you yesterday".
So I pray for a day without end
It doesn't work, quite the opposite
I'd like to kill time
It's immortal, nothing to do
Take the time once in a while
It doesn't work, on the contrary

How far away the starting line is
If we could turn around
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD 2022

Faux départ (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

find the light : )

and just         let                           go . .

the light I saw

Lyrics and composition, piano and vocals by Joliz

October 2024

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If I was a butterfly
I'd map the countries from on high.
If I was a butterfly
On every flower I'd stop by.

If I was a butterfly
I'd cross the ocean in the sky.
If I was a butterfly
I'd rest on sails to paint their white.

If I was a butterfly
A graceful dance would be my flight.
If I was a butterfly
The weight would fall and I’d feel light.

If I was a butterfly
A graceful dance would be my flight.
If I was a butterfly
The weight would fall and I’d feel light.

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Inspired and supported by Robert S. Dean.

Passing Butterfly

билет на игрушечный поезд

“Mire”
LoFi track from our Lofi Lab from East.
Cover photo: Arpad Kajel www.facebook.com/arpikirandul

Mire

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

Do you see something falling from the sky?
Be afraid
Maybe you have lost your mind!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you hear bells and screaming in your ears?
Be afraid
It's something that shouldn't be there!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you see scary monsters in the dark?
Be afraid
Now it is going to far!

All the crap  you filled into your brain
It may explode
And you will end up insane!

Do you find yourself crawling on the floor?
Be afraid
Your brain couldn't take anymore!

All the crap you filled into your brain
It has exploded
And you have gone insane!

Insane

I wrote this song in Summer 2023. It's a joyful get-up-the-morning and enjoy the day song.
I recorded most of the instruments in a tent at a festival on a very very hot day, where I was storytelling.

Fly with the Day like a runaway Kite

Reworked on Musescore, due to be recorded live in studio at end of March'25

Creed

""Don't Be Denied" is a key song in Neil Young history. It's from the live stage album Time Fades Away taken from tours done to support Young's outstanding smash hit Harvest, and at the same time done during one of Young's darkest times, right after longtime collaborator Danny Whitten had died of an overdose of alcohol and Valium. Young was hitting the bottle pretty hard here and singing in a falsetto voice, the combination of which would cause him to develop a throat infection. Young, with his heart always on his sleeve, sang what he felt.
As stated in Neil Young: Long May You Run: The Illustrated History, "'Don't Be Denied' is an unguardedly autobiographical tune that traces Young's life from his parent's [1961] divorce to his current dichotomous status as poor in soul but rich in commercial success."
The time of Young's parents' divorce was turbulent, as the separation was anything but amicable. However at the time, 16-year-old Neil was raising chickens and selling the eggs, with plans to go to Ontario Agricultural College and be a farmer. Only his leisure activities foretold his future, when he would hide from his family problems in his room with his transistor radio playing local station CHUM. From this, Young learned admiration for Chuck Berry, Little Richard, Jerry Lee Lewis, and of course Elvis. In 1958, his father bought Neil his first music instrument, a plastic ukulele. His father would later recall, "He would close the door of his room... and we would hear plunk, pause while he moved his fingers to the next chord, plunk, pause while he moved again, plunk."                      Songfacts

Don't Be Denied-Neil Young (Cover)

Feentanz2

concerto S 216 the orchestra of the living world

#Composer/Pianist/harpist

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Creed

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