Beautiful Stranger

All We Want

Paul McCartney wrote the song "Blackbird" for The Beatles.

Lyrics
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark, black night
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark, black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise....

BLACKBIRD

Blue Light

you are….          (c2025)

something I'm working on 
uncertain  times
  Much love to all Be safe G

Novissmis Diebus

MIX/MASTER - Mariosyjp

LYRIC

On the morning of July fifth
Year of seventeen seventy six
Did our fathers - our forefathers -
Wonder what first to fix

We the people it was stated
In declaring ourselves free
If you owned land as a white man
You were counted in that ‘we’

A new nation on that morn 
Saw its first sunrise 
A union by agreement 
Forged in trial and compromise

Each July 4, we grill hotdogs
And shoot fireworks across the skies
The next day we’re left with ashes
And a dream to realize
From July 5 1776

July 5, 1776

I Am Stuck In Time My Love

title : Blood In my Champagne 
Album: single 
genre: Dark Grime 
Release 30 March 2025
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin 
lyrics: Malcolm Gladwin 
recorded at Round House 
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Blood In my Champagne- Malcolm Gladwin

Petit blues ou grosse déprime...Les dimanches sont parfois difficiles...
Small transient sadness or deep despair...Sometimes Sundays are hard.

TRANSLATION


I hate Sundays

This is the end of the Week
these days chaining me
I climb down the ladder
A little... disoriented
They advise me to rest
they advise me movie nights 
in my head voices are calling
And the trap closes is closing

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 

While others celebrate
With champagne and canapés
I raise my glass alone
To the end of eternity
The awful hour has come
the righteous and the kind ones
are giving up slowly
kicking the bucket

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 
Bridge

I’ve fled every party
Avoided the laughters
Like a tiny puppet 
or a wax doll in tears
But I know one Sunday
Tired of this waiting
I’ll take my revenge
On these faded years

Je hais les dimanches (with translation)

This is the second track off the trilogy album set “There to here (pt3)” called “Roll away the clouds”. It would be appreciated if you could listen to the track, and if you like, please comment and repost
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2cm73t1Dyj1B3KYwT0cckU?si=99ae7d29ac774757
Youtube: https://youtu.be/z3xllDlNGdA
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals, guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics:
Verse 1
When the summer comes to rest
I feel so fulfilled, I feel so blessed
I’ve a new pair of shoes and a coat for a king
I’ve a house I call home and a wedding ring

Verse 2
All those blues just float away
This is gonna be another great day
I can see to the future with positive thought
From deep in the soul I thank brotherly support

Middle 8
Who can take away our dreams
We work so hard like soulless machines
Roll away the clouds let the sunshine in
Roll away the clouds hear birds sing
I’m just like any other 
Somewhere we have someone.
(Last time)
We’re all like a daughter and son 

Verse 3
Years can come and years may go 
Seasons change from sun to snow
I wouldn’t change a thing. That wouldn’t be me
At last I’ve found stability.


There to here  Pt. 3

Roll away the clouds




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