Too Sweet - (Cover) by The Macarons Project (Remix) by Ashap.

White Lies

Sofðu Unga Ástin Mín

Sofðu Unga Ástin Mín (Stripped Version)

Prince of Darkness

What's Your Story

Ya no quiero estar en Tucumán,
me cansé de sentir que no soy de aquí.
La gente no me quiere escuchar,
y los transas me vendrán a buscar.

yo me quiero reencontrar
con los goles del real madrid
aquí sopla el viento y es humo y gris...

¡Qué tal si nos vamos de aquí!
Yo me quiero ir a Madrid,
o a Valencia, frente al Mediterráneo a sentir.
Y si todo falla, hacemos señales de humo,
a las naves raras que vuelan en el cielo,
a ver si nos llevan de este planeta,
a la galaxia más cercana
y nos olvidamos de este mundo con fecha de vencimiento.

Quedó pendiente el volver a verte,
bajo un sol que no sea el de acá.
Buscar un atardecer que no duela,
y una playa donde no me importe ya nada.

Y la gente está loca, no para de gritar,
se quieren matar por el javo# que esta loco de atar.
Y yo ya no doy más, quiero a mi nave espacial
es de papel y humo, pero va a despegar.

¡Qué tal si nos vamos de aquí!
Yo me quiero ir a Madrid,
o a Valencia, frente al Mediterráneo a sentir.
Y si todo falla, hacemos señales de humo,
a las naves raras que vuelan en el cielo,
a ver si nos llevan de este planeta,
a la galaxia más cercana
y nos olvidamos de este mundo con fecha de vencimiento.

¡Qué tal si nos vamos de aquí!
Yo me quiero ir a Madrid,
o a Valencia, frente al Mediterráneo a sentir.
Y si todo falla, hacemos señales de humo,
a las naves raras que vuelan en el cielo,
a ver si nos llevan de este planeta,
a la galaxia más cercana
y nos olvidamos de este mundo con fecha de vencimiento.

Y yo me quiero ir...
Hagamos señales de humo...
A otra galaxia...

#javo: javier milei, presidente de argentina


Qué tal si nos vamos de aquí

Half-smile:Half-frown

Music & Lyrics ‘The Mirror of Love’ by ARGYTACT 

My dearest, these are the words
I found in the silence, far from the loudest chords.
No judgment hides within these notes, only the light,
Of a love that sees you whole, stripped of all right.
I've come to know my own shadow, the darkest of parts,
And thus I dare, without fear, to lay open my heart.
I share this not to accuse, but because truth offers a path—
A freedom to love without the constant aftermath.

Through a thousand rooms of my past I once did roam,
A soul in search of worth, on unstable ground far from home.
My heart an open wound, susceptible to every pain,
The Redeemer in me watched, silent and subtle, fueled by strain.
I learned my value lay in every storm that I subdued,
And in that chaos, I knew who I was, my self-worth imbued.

For I was, my dearest, addicted to the struggle and the fray,
The adrenaline was my comfort, my constant stay.
It was the only language my formative years had taught,
A chemical yearning, for stillness and rest was sought.
I looked for external chaos, to distract from the void,
An invisible force that my life consistently employed.

And in your eyes, I found the echo of my deepest strife,
An invitation to rewrite the past, to fix my former life.
But now I see that my mission sustained your pain and fear,
My love for you made you strong enough to stand, yet kept you near.
I realize that my striving inadvertently fed the storm,
Allowing the trauma to persist, keeping your spirit warm.

My own path traversed through mist and through deep regret,
Through introspection, I learned the quiet voice to let.
And every lyric I now write is pure, honest, and plain,
The truth is the only boundary I allow to remain.
Your love is my true anchor, the melody that feeds my soul,
But the chaos, residing within, seeks to take its toll.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

And I see now, my love, why you cannot fully hear my song,
For the truth of your own sorrow is where your pain belongs.
I accept that your trauma holds you closed, keeping fear in sight,
And that you cannot grant me the listener's perfect, full light.
But I will never again permit the aggression or the lies to remain,
For my love for you must never invalidate my self-sovereign reign.

The desire for a child, a heavy burden we both bear,
But love is responsibility, and safety we must share.
I set that cherished dream aside, for the sake of our peace,
Refusing to burden your health, seeking our own release.
We are already whole, my dearest, in the love that is here,
And our worth stands complete, unmarred by this sorrowful fear.

My heart chooses you, the person whom I clearly see,
But my soul, my spirit, chooses safety and stability.
I stay, but I lay down the exhausting role of the Redeemer, forevermore.
I am your partner, not your therapist; that is the oath I now swear.
This is not fleeing the battle, but embracing the higher cause,
For in this clarity, our truest love blossoms beyond all flaws.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

Dearest, our journey continues, guided by new rules of respect and calm.
I faced my own trauma addiction; now it is time to lay down your alarm.
Your healing is your path alone, and my love will be the guiding flame,
Not to change you, but to help you find the way, far from shame.
In love, forever, with all the strength that within me dwells.
I remain, but I demand peace.

JOLEEN - The Mirror of Love (original)

Sonic Salve is a sonic journey of healing, remembrance, and reawakening. This album blends ambient house, organic textures, spoken word, and conscious club grooves to create a listening experience that gently uplifts and grounds. From the meditative spaciousness of The Meditation Song to the pulsing energy of Dance of the Kundalini, each track is designed to soothe the nervous system while activating the soul’s deeper resonance.

Created by Genesis Light Operation (feat. ESPĒ), Sonic Salve is more than music — it's vibrational medicine. These songs emerged during a time of deep transition, offering gentle affirmations and powerful reminders of our internal wisdom. Listeners are invited to move, breathe, and feel — to remember that the body knows the way, the magic is inside, and we are still here.

Ideal for grounding rituals, night walks, silent dance sessions, or simply resting into your breath, Sonic Salve bridges the seen and unseen with heart-led frequency work.

Too Sweet - (Cover) by The Macarons Project (Remix) by Ashap.

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