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HORMIGA

https://youtu.be/J7I4dtEd-g4

"Yo me llamo Domingo Espinoza,
yo soy... me quedo en la iglesia,
¿Cómo se llama? yo soy... yo no soy mero mero de aquí,
yo soy de Tlanchinol".

Trueno intenso,
tiempo negro,
viento frío,
llueve intenso,
olor a fresco.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Allá de Tlanchinol, allá de la Sierra de la Huasteca,
cerca de Tampico, ¿Si conoces Tampico o no conoces?".

Luna blanca,
pecho lleno,
cae neblina,
sube y gira,
cae a tierra.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Ajajajajajajá, acá na'más pues,
a que esta persona es este,
y yo me quedaba aquí atrás,
aquí, aquí me queda... ¿Cómo se llama...?
aquí me quedaba atrás".

Campo abierto,
solo cielo,
cerro abajo,
viene fiero,
sopla en serio.

Dolerá hormiga.


Composición, producción, mezcla y master: Sojue Stradac Portada: Mis dibujos + Leonardo AI

SILUETAS

Hormiga

come over and bring your bottom lie
and we’ll each pour a glass
straight away drink half
and then we’ll set them both aside
under exaggerated sky

yeah bring your lifelong lie
and we will make it last
fret the way time passed
then we’ll put them back inside
our old dilapidated I

as the drones rain fire
and the warm ocean’s coiling to pounce
you and I both feel
this movie is named after us

lend me some of your ire
and I’ll ship you steel by the ton
so we can spin in our reel
we are stars made of much more than dust  

but when we talk
our cameras decide to pull wide
and when you laugh
the extras dissolve far behind
when we cry
we each have to take a quick turn
why deny
we were chosen to watch the world burn

go on now bring your bottom lie
and we will sip it slow
regret the way winds blow
and how they cast us both aside
a cruel and ever-changing sky

bring your sweetest lie
and we will make it glow
although both you and I we know
it is no match for any tide
too late to plant another lie

your stratagems inspire
as the grind shaves us down to a bolt
we’re not ready to keel over
we are still written in gold

and when we pause
the camera will want to close up
who else can play
our roles when we finally stop?

so bring your bottom lie
to hop onto and catch a lift
you get bedazzled I be-spiffed
and we will nail our final lines
as the ruins fade to white

bring your innermost lie
and we will make it work
with a bit of glue and a little luck
we’ll write to whom it may it concern:

you and I were here 
to watch the world burn

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Your Bottom Lie

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Midnight Sun Society – Original Guitar-Driven Music with a Live Studio Soul ⚡

Welcome to Midnight Sun Society — a private collection of original music blending raw electric guitar, bass, and live vocals with atmospheric synths, MIDI drums, and cinematic orchestration. Every track is crafted to feel like a live session, recorded with Cubase, UAD Apollo Solo, Focusrite, Arturia Analog Lab, and the BBC Symphony Orchestra.

From dark grooves to radiant instrumentals, this channel is a sonic journey through modern rock, ambient textures, and post-cinematic soundscapes.

Closer To Me

Home was full of landmines, each step unsure
Words like shrapnel, sharp and impure
The table shook when his shadow grew
We learned the script of what not to do

Eyes on the clock, hands never bold
A fragile child, too young to grow old
Walls held secrets, screams left their trace
We wore our silence like armor and grace

We’re written over, but never erased
Each line a layer, each wound interlaced
Ink from the past, yet here we persist
A palimpsest of scars and twists

I am the palimpsest, lines entwined
Old shadows whisper, but they’re redefined
Erase, rewrite, the page still holds
The story bends, but it’s never sold

The past lives on in subtle refrains
A flinch at kindness, the weight of chains
I scan the faces, I read the air
Still braced for storms that aren’t really there

His voice lingers in the back of my head
A phantom editor of words unsaid
Even love feels like a test to pass
A trembling echo in fragile glass

We’re written over, but never erased
Each line a layer, each wound interlaced
Ink from the past, yet here we persist
A palimpsest of scars and twists

I am the palimpsest, lines entwined
Old shadows whisper, but they’re redefined
Erase, rewrite, the page still holds
The story bends, but it’s never sold

The ink may bleed, but my hand is steady
The future waits, the pen is ready
What was a prison now feels like grace
I’ll draw new maps on the same old space

I am the palimpsest, bold and free
A story unbound, still writing me

Palimpsest

Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Bolerada

Translation above
Paroles (lyrics) : Myckaël Marcovic
Musique (music) : Denis Caouette https://soundcloud.com/user-491321443
Chant (vocals) : Marie-Christine Tremblay et Denis Caouette
Denis Caouette : musique et arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Marlène Claveau : Sax Alto
Michel Otis : Sax ténor et piano
André Lessard : Trompette
Martin Tremblay : Trombone
Frank Corneau : Basse
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation

Ce texte qui s'inscrit dans le mouvement Metoo (qui n'est pas mi-rien) est un hymne déclaré à l'indépendance des femmes. La musique de Denis Caouette, un peu rock, est allégée par des vents qui rappellent les belles années du groupe Chicago.

This song, which is part of the MeToo movement (which is no small thing), is a declaration of women's independence. Denis Caouette's slightly rock-inspired music is lightened by wind instruments reminiscent of the glory days of the band Chicago.

SI TU VEUX SAVOIR
A Dominique Briand

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Suis les saisons, suis la rivière
Qui chante et danse dans son lit
Se riant des vaines colères

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Essaie de suivre ce nuage
Qui a toujours la même envie
De caresser des paysages

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Écoute le vent de la mer
Gonflant les voiles de ma vie
Pour une école buissonnière

 Refrain : On n’emprisonne pas le vent
Venant de l’ouest ou du levant
J’ai toujours été arrimée
Aux ailes de la liberté

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Regarde encore dans ton miroir
Pour y retrouver l’utopie
Le cœur ardent de mon espoir

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Il te faudra de la patience
Car jamais mon cœur ne frémit
Pour ceux qui manquent d’élégance
  
Refrain : On n’emprisonne pas le vent
Venant de l’ouest ou du levant
J’ai toujours été arrimée
Aux ailes de la liberté… (ter)        
(SOLO)

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Écoute le vent de la mer
Gonflant les voiles de ma vie
Pour une école buissonnière

Refrain final : Maintenant tu sais qui je suis
Comme un bateau mi-eau, mi-air
Plein de rêves inassouvis
Mais qu’aucun port ne pourra taire
Nannanananananana !

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW
To Dominique Briand

If you want to know who I am
Follow the seasons, follow the river
That sings and dances in its bed
Laughing at vain anger

If you want to know who I am
Try to follow that cloud
That always has the same desire
To caress the landscape

If you want to know who I am
Listen to the sea wind
Filling the sails of my life
For a day of playing hooky

Chorus: You can't imprison the wind
Coming from the west or the east
I've always been tied
To the wings of freedom

If you want to know who I am
Look again in your mirror
To find utopia
The burning heart of my hope

If you want to know who I am
You will need patience
For my heart never flutters
For those who lack elegance
  
Chorus: You cannot imprison the wind
Coming from the west or the east
I have always been tied
To the wings of freedom... (ter)        
(SOLO)

If you want to know who I am
Listen to the sea wind
Filling the sails of my life
For a day of playing hooky

Final chorus: Now you know who I am
Like a boat half in the water, half in the air
Full of unfulfilled dreams
But no port can silence them
Nannanananananana!

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Si tu veux savoir

A little track which includes a few additions (eg harmonies and a female solo section) from Suno. I have never lived in France but have often visited and always loved it!


Another day in France

As I open wide the shutters
I see the glorious sun 
Warm baguettes in hand 
The day has just begun 
Another day living here in France
A life so simple 
A love so fine 

I open the door to gaze upon the never-resting sea 
A wonderful place to have you here with me

J’aime tellement ma vie
J’aime tellement ma vie
How good can it be 
With you by my side in this idyllic scene 
J’aime tellement ma vie
J’aime tellement ma vie
Euphoric evocations
Every corner whispers I belong to you

As we sit with a glass of perfect French wine
Life is ideal and we can take our time 
The clock ticks slowly 
No need to rush 
From this sea close heaven to the city crush

The white chalk cliffs and the sculpted sea arches 
The pebble beach and the rolling hills
The constantly changing light 
These moments beg 
Just one more 
Experience

J’aime tellement ma vie
J’aime tellement ma vie
How good can it be 
With you by my side in this idyllic scene 
J’aime tellement ma vie
J’aime tellement ma vie
Euphoric evocations
Every corner whispers I belong to you

Another Day in France

About people who seem to talk a lot ; without really understanding what they are saying but they think they sound important.  Happens a lot in politics - and other areas ! Thank you for listening :)

Tell Me

Composed, performed, arranged, recorded, and produced by nNIMAa.

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