Electric Sounds

Azra'ɛl

A journey through mist-covered woods and hidden realms — dark ambient soundscapes that summon an atmosphere of ritual and mystery.

Perfect for deep listening, meditation, or exploring the darker edges of sound.

🔮 Genre: Dark Ambient / Ritual Ambient
🌑 Mood: Haunting • Ethereal • Atmospheric

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FEARS FOR DREAM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iS6Ope5jkk8
« La musique. Serait-elle un fluide mystérieux doué d'ubiquité ou un philtre magique que l'ouïe absorbe pour la dispenser dans toutes les cellules et nous apporter l'évasion. »
(Anne Bernard, La chèvre d'or)

[Couplet]
Mes sens s'élèvent comme un feu doux
Mon être entier te rend hommage partout
Vers ta lumière qui guide mes pas
Je t'aime
Toi
Mon seul éclat

[Pré-refrain]
Tu es le souffle dans mes nuits
Le fil d'or qui jamais ne fuit

[Refrain]
Toi
Toi
Toujours toi
Un flambeau dans le froid
Je t'aime
Je te dois tout ça
Toi
Toi
Toujours toi

[Couplet 2]
Les jours passent mais toi tu restes
Ton dévouement berce mes gestes
Ta bonté réchauffe mes hivers
Je t'aime
Toi
Mon univers

[Pré-refrain]
Tu es le ciel dans mes regards
L'étoile qui brille même tard

[Refrain]
Toi
Toi
Toujours toi
Un flambeau dans le froid
Je t'aime
Je te dois tout ça
Toi
Toi
Toujours toi

Titre : Avec mes sens
Poète : Émile Verhaeren (1855-1916)
Recueil : Les heures d'après-midi (1905).
Avec mes sens, avec mon coeur et mon cerveau,
Avec mon être entier tendu comme un flambeau
Vers ta bonté et vers ta charité
Sans cesse inassouvies,
Je t'aime et te louange et je te remercie
D'être venue, un jour, si simplement,
Par les chemins du dévouement,
Prendre, en tes mains bienfaisantes, ma vie.

Depuis ce jour,
Je sais, oh ! quel amour
Candide et clair ainsi que la rosée
Tombe de toi sur mon âme tranquillisée.

Je me sens tien, par tous les liens brûlants
Qui rattachent à leur brasier les flammes ;
Toute ma chair, toute mon âme
Monte vers toi, d'un inlassable élan ;
Je ne cesse de longuement me souvenir
De ta ferveur profonde et de ton charme,
Si bien que, tout à coup, je sens mes yeux s'emplir,
Délicieusement, d'inoubliables larmes.

Et je m'en viens vers toi, heureux et recueilli,
Avec le désir fier d'être à jamais celui
Qui t'est et te sera la plus sûre des joies.
Toute notre tendresse autour de nous flamboie ;
Tout écho de mon être à ton appel répond ;
L'heure est unique et d'extase solennisée
Et mes doigts sont tremblants, rien qu'à frôler ton front,
Comme s'ils y touchaient l'aile de tes pensées.

Émile Verhaeren.
À découvrir sur le site https://www.poesie-francaise.fr/emile-verhaeren/poeme-avec-mes-sens.php

Avec mes sens

Vivo di applausi  
Video:
https://youtu.be/qvNLMnDiERg?si=TbQpb4-Y1RuU9run

È un altro giorno che mi porto sulle spalle  
Ma sono un idolo che resta ancora in piedi  
Conto e divido i miei cent’anni nelle tasche  
Ne ho metà  

Metà dell’opera non è certo il traguardo 
E guardi bene e dò retta all’intenzioni  
All’emozioni che tu provi nel mio sguardo  
È verità  

Nascondo bene il mio viso mascherato  
E mostro il lato colorato e divertito  
E rido ancora perchè sono un gran pagliaccio  
E mi presento sul mio palco col sorriso  

Amo il mio pubblico e lo faccio divertire  
Apro le braccia e mi sembra di volare  
E se la vita un momento fa soffrire  
Lo spettacolo è già pronto a cominciare  

Applausi voglio applausi  
Applausi da gente intorno a me  
Applausi vivo di applausi  
Applausi la vita siete voi

E non si scioglie il mio trucco con le luci  
E prendo forza dal brusio delle voci  
E da quegli occhi che mi sento tutti addosso  
Io mi darò
  
È molti anni che ormai faccio la mia parte 
Vi metto in mano il cuore mio e la mia arte  
E siete voi gli amici la famiglia
E solo voi il vostro amore la mia voglia  

Ed è allora che mi passa la tristezza  
E metto a parte la mia innata timidezza  
E ballo e canto e faccio gesta con le dita  
E siete voi solo voi la mia  vita  

Applausi voglio applausi  
Applausi da gente intorno a me  
Applausi vivo di applausi  
Applausi la vita siete voi  

E soffio forte sopra il latte ormai versato  
Venite a prendermi  
Senza sorprendermi  
Non cerco scuse ormai  
Io mi concederò  
Anche se a volte una lacrima  scende piano  
Rimango acceso  
Come un vecchio candelabro

Vivo di applausi

Quoting Statement 052 by Per Bronco Karlsson. The lyrics are a quote from The Employees by Olga Ravn.

Quoting Statement 052

This song is inspired by a true story of a Mexican citizen I met who was incarcerated for 3 years without ever being charged, tried, or sentenced. Sadly, this is all too common in Mexico: "Four out of every 10 Mexicans currently behind bars have not been convicted of a crime, according to new official statistics that experts say show the depth of injustice in the country . . . Much of the issue stems from Mexico's use of mandatory pretrial detention, or prisión preventiva oficiosa, a no-bail system in which those accused of certain crimes such as burglary, fuel theft, kidnapping, or drug trafficking can be jailed without probable cause and held for years without trial." https://www.axios.com/2023/07/25/mexico-pretrial-detention-andres-manuel-lopez-obrador

For those listeners unfamiliar with Spanish, "Déjame ir" means "Let me go".

Lyrics: 
Ominous early morning knock on the door
Cops swarm in, pin him down on the floor
No reading of rights, just knocks ‘n’ deep bruises
Cascade of bad-mouthing, it scares and confuses
Tossed in a small cell, no hearing or trial
With five other inmates, not even a smile
A fist or a knife, a boot to the balls
For who or what is he taking this fall?      

Every day’s a nightmare straight outta Hell
The bad guys are devils, the good guys as well
If the sicko don’t getcha, a brutal guard will
So, you gotta stay quiet, you gotta stay still
In the showers come the men, there’s probably four
This time it’s the pretty boy pinned to the floor
A fist or a knife, a boot to the balls
For who or what is he taking this fall?

The chow’s pretty scarce, he gotta get more
Soul sold for the right to set up a store
Just to earn a few pesos to keep up his strength
When hunger grips, you go to any length
Every week they come round for a piece of the action
And if he falls short, there’s a harsh reaction
A fist or a knife, a boot to the balls
For who or what is he taking this fall?

Bridge
All he is seeking is peace of mind
Away from the fist, the boot and the knife
Peace of mind, yeah, peace of mind
And the chance to start a new life, start a new life, start a new life

Five years on, he’s still in the jail
No trial date announced, no chance to get bail
Five years lost, his wife and kids gone
No money to speak of, house sold for a song
His best mate’s been in for 15 years
Still awaiting a sentence, he still knows the fear
Of a fist or knife, a boot to the balls
And the question why did he take such a fall?      (Déjame ir x muchos)

Credits:
Music, lyrics & vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass; keyboards; Sergio Aguilar
Accordion: Gonzalo (Chalo) Cardenas
Drums: Rodrigo Uribe
Production, musical arrangement, mixing & mastering: Sergio Aguilar
Cover design: Michael Sellers
Track cover photo: Image by Tim Hüfner on Unsplash

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