A beautiful cover Lisanne! I got goosebumps listening to your exquisite vocals! WOW! What can one say but magnificent! You're a star!🤩👍😎✌🏼

Wow… what a beautiful voice. So much warmth and depth – it hits right away. A voice like this would have been perfect for Her Echo. Truly impressive! 🎶❤️🎶

Absolutely stunning Lisanne , beautiful voice !

So beautiful….what exquisite voice!! Thank you for this sharing.

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Moon River (cover)

Ma fille quand elle avait 20 ans a passé 2 mois en hôpital psychiatrique . Les paroles de la chanson sont le reflet de ce dont elle se souvient et notre ressenti quand on allait la voir . Philippe a su retranscrire en musique toutes les étapes psychologiques par lesquelles elle et nous , ses parents sommes passés. Merci à Thibault pour les passages en anglais qui apportent une intensité incroyable au titre .  
My 20-year-old daughter spent 2 months in a psychiatric hospital. The song's lyrics reflect what she remembers and how we felt when we went to see her. Philippe was able to transcribe into music all the psychological stages she and we, her parents, went through. Thanks to Thibault for the English passages, which bring an incredible intensity to the track.  
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER   Chant et arrangements couplets anglais : Thibault DERACHE



Lyrics:
I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

Je me sens silence dans ce malaise hanté
Je vis sans présent je n'ai plus d'avant d'après
Ces voix qui me tourmentent
Et me cueillent les fleurs d'un mal
Me poussent dans de lentes
Rondes abyssales

Je suis un fantôme dans un corps naufragé
J'accroche ma raison aux crochets de mes vivants
Les yeux ouverts d'angoisses
Sur l'amour de mes parents
Leur peine qui m'enlace
Me transperce violemment

Mes nuits à errer en habit de papier
Dans des couloirs morts d'ennui à perpétuité
J'ai peur dans ce grand vide
Qui me brûle comme un démon
Comme un trop long suicide
Dépression sans horizon

Des silhouettes blanches ombres en apesanteur
Dansent autour de moi interrogent mes douleurs
Mes mots restent en prison
Dans l'enfer de mes pensées
Mon esprit tourne en rond
Sur une route damnée

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

I feel silence in this haunted malaise
I live without present I have no before or after
These voices that torment me
And pick the flowers of an evil
Push me into slow
Abyssal rounds

I'm a ghost in a shipwrecked body
I hang my reason on the hooks of my living
Eyes open with anguish
On the love of my parents
Their grief embracing me
pierces me violently

My nights wandering in paper clothes
In dead corridors of perpetual boredom
I'm afraid in this great emptiness
That burns me like a demon
Like too long a suicide
Horizonless depression

White silhouettes weightless shadows
Dance around me, question my pain
My words remain in prison
In the hell of my thoughts
My mind spins in circles
On a damned road

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Juillet 2023
Thibault DERACHE:
https://soundcloud.com/user-313022683?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

M.E..N...T....A.....L     (  Feat Thibault DERACHE ) TRANSLATED

Slowed down version of old song from the archive

The Way I Feel - Deep Down

⭐️ Singing video on IG: https://www.instagram.com/p/DJCXmrYImfl/ ⭐️ 
I'm very happy to share with you my very first attempt at songwriting! 🤩 I hope this song touches your hearts, even a tiny bit. This song wouldn’t have been possible without the beautiful guitar tune that Counterworlds Voltage kindly let me sing over.
★ Guitar composition and performance, production: @counterworlds-voltage
★ Vocal melody, lyrics, vocals, production: @elpiverse

★ ★ ★  Lyrics ★ ★ ★

I was in the dark
when I first found you, my love
I never thought that a star
would ever notice my soul
But you were always around  
just never thought it was me
that you were looking for
longing for

Give me a sign
and I will open my heart
so you can sleep inside
See it's made for you
find myself in you
I'll lose myself in you

Was staring the sea
when I felt wind on my face
One foot was soaked, can you see?
The other holding my pace
Rested my hands on your head
to heal the air that you breathe
Just lose yourself in me
Find yourself in me

Give me a sign
and I will travel the worlds
with nothing but my voice
As if it’s not my choice
not my choice

Let go of your fear
and feel my sound caress you
as if it’s not your choice
Leave behind the noise
Leave behind the noise

Where To Find You

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

A Good Boy:  MidiSound, Oddrun Eikli, 1234567890

A new composition............

Lyrics:  

In the quiet echoes of a fading dawn
Once we danced beneath the stars
The civilization that once was
Had its chance and soon will fall


The rivers run heavy with lies
A never-ending stream of deceit
Ugliness and greed with a sinister grin
Words of kindness are buried alive


Isn’t it a pity the smallness they hold
Their hearts and minds are so cold 
Lost in the darkness of their souls
The darkness of shadows is upon them


The streets are weeping with tears
Compassion forgotten in this modern-day hell
They search for redemption in the ashes of time
But the clock just keeps on ticking


They lament for the love that once was
In the reign of chaos, they feel lost
Isn’t it a pity that humans can be so cold
The kindness of souls turned bitter and old

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2024
Mastering and Production by Tom Hanson

Darkness of Shadows (Remaster)

This song is a COVER...I do not own the rights to this music. Thank you to 
Adam4le for another amazing piece of music. This one has always been near and dear to my heart. Merry Christmas. 

Mary did you know? A Cover: Adam4le Ft. Sandi J.

Hello dear friends
my wonderful 10-years-old granddaughter is a mighty skilled rider.
She rides like a princess.
She inspired me to make this little song/fairy tale.

Lyrics in English

The Girl on the Horse

The silence is broken when she is riding in
on her black and white horse
and the hooves are clapping on the streets of stone
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


They are both very excited about the speed they now have reached
when they fly through the town
they are cheering and they are clapping their hands and hooves
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


The dust is smoking and the people move aside
they don’t want to get hurt
they are very impressed by the skill they show
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Her Grand Dad keeps telling her, please don't fall to the ground   (=me!!)
You might break a lot of bones
but the girl and the horse, they just laugh at him
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Lyrics in Swedish

Flickan på hästen

Tystnaden bryts när hon rider in
på sin svartvita häst
och hovarna klappar på gatorna av sten
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


De är båda väldigt exalterade över hastigheten de nu har nått
när de flyger genom staden
de jublar och de klappar händer och hovar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Dammet ryker och människorna flyttar sig åt sidan
de vill inte bli sårade
de är mycket imponerade av den skicklighet de visar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Hennes morfar säger hela tiden till henne, snälla fall inte till marken      (=jag!!)
Du kan krossa många ben
men flickan och hästen, de bara skrattar åt honom
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden

The Girl on the Horse - 2024-12-07 10.56

What if time went back and everything was set to zero? Exciting or....

Was wäre, wenn die Zeit zurückgeht und alles wäre auf Null gesetzt? Spannend oder....

Back to Zero

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2025, all rights reserved. Thank you for listening :)

Lyrics:
When you think life could be better
Then realize, it could be worse.

When you think, life could be better
Then realize it never was at all. 

Original Photography by https://www.pexels.com/de-de/foto/monochromes-foto-eines-alten-mannes-2586537/

Grandpa Said

Nova

voici une musique que j'ai composé en 2006 qui n'avait pas de texte à l'époque, j'ai écrit ce texte en portugais dernièrement et l'ai proposé à Julien Apelian qui avec son immense talent a fait les claviers et refait les batteries et percussions ainsi que l'arrangement, mastering.

paroles, voix et musiques : Steph Ouna
Voix : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
Claviers, percussions et batteries, arrangement, mastering : Julien Apelian https://soundcloud.com/audio-colors

Uma mistura de culturas
Sonho com todos os países
Todas as linguas
está no meu coração
Encha-nos com canções e alegria
Através da força e da diversidade
A música nos leva a outro lugar
Um planeta sem barreiras

Refrain :
Se precisa de tempo
Quer acreditar
Precisa de esperança
Deus nos escute
Somos feitos de po
Sem fronteiras imigrantchis

O mundo é enorme, Deus o faz grande
Toda a riqueza eterna que ele nos deu
Por prazer e partilla e felicidade
E nunca conhecer o fim
Um milhão de estrelas na via láctea
O sol, o mar, o céu, os sonhos

en français

Un mélange de cultures
Je rêve de tous les pays
Toutes les langues
c'est dans mon coeur
Remplis-nous de chants et de joie
Par la force et la diversité
La musique nous emmène ailleurs
Une planète sans barrières

Refrain :
Si tu as besoin de temps
Je veux croire
Besoin d'espoir
Dieu nous entend
Nous sommes faits de poussière
Pas de frontières pour les immigrants

Le monde est immense, Dieu le rend grand
Il nous a donné toute la richesse éternelle
Pour le plaisir, le partage et le bonheur
Et ne connaît jamais la fin
Un million d'étoiles dans la voie lactée
Le soleil, la mer, le ciel, les rêves

Nova

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

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Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

----

Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

The Queen

Curly Crown

Могу ли я в мире солью быть? Когда ещё я не вкусил Тебя?

one & only (live) on the radio! 

written by: Lily Franc 
performed by: Lily Franc

one & only (live)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Moon River (cover)

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