quanto è bello l'italiano in questa meravigliosa canzone!

Awesome work as always! Super lyric and voice, very well played!

It is clear that you enjoy this music, which helps us enjoy it as well.  Very charming!!

This song is great - one can hear the tender and warm feelings!

With this song it's like listening to an "old" wine. He had to mature. Thank you for this musical enjoyment. I like your rolling "r". ;-)

Blomster

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
La la la la la 
La la la la la
You ran home with your birds
La la la la la

Summertime, summertime
There is a question in the wind
Bright, white light
pressing your head to the ground
It´s hard to face such clarity
and not fall apart

You are a shapeshifter now
You are a shapeshifter now
Shapechanger now
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Summertime, summertime
There is a question in the wind
Bright, white light
pressing your head to the ground
It´s hard to face such clarity
and not fall

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute

La la la la la 
La la la la la
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute
And that wasn´t cute
And that wasn´t cute

Blomster

<< my last walk in the french quarter>>

I’m crossing Ursulines
To the park by the riverside
And the cold wind stings
And it don’t help my blues

It’s still dark outside
not another soul in sight
Then an old man comes up
“I bet I know
Where u got yo shoes”

“Well you got them on your feet!”
But then he sees my tear stained cheeks
“Son, I’ll leave you alone, you’ve got troubles on your on,
It's these women here, you know”,and then he turns around and goes

And so I continue on.
And I hear the river sing her song
It comforts me Til i believe i can be strong

into the breaking dawn
Saint Louis' spires begin to glow
It’s time to face the music 
This i know

Another Red sky at morning
and it’s too late to heed the warning
You know I never did belong
The french quarter’s not my home
here i never can be free
I know you’ll never leave


So there’s nothing left to say
I’ll just be on my way
But i will keep you in my heart Until I fade away

My last walk in the quarter

Feel Alive (Remastered)

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
Y’A TROP DE TINTOUIN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LES CLAMEURS
LES ARMES AUTOMATIQUES
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA MUSIQUE 
TOUS LES SONS COULENT À PIC		         
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
ET ÇA FAIT DU BIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA COLÈRE
LE VENIN LA VIPÈRE
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA PANIQUE
NI LES TAC NI LES TIC
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
TOUT CE BARATIN
                  
C’EST LE MONDE DU SILENCE
PLUS DE SON PLUS DE SENS
QUAND ON Y PENSE

LE MONDE EST SOURD
LES TEMPS SONT LOURDS

ECOUTE

J'ENTENDS RIEN  (Lyrics)

It is not about the famous astronomer, mathematician and philosopher who lived in the ancient city of Alexandria. Ipatia is one of the fictional cities in a work by Italo Calvino (‘The Invisible Cities’) published in 1972 (and translated into English in 1974). 
I composed this song in 1997 and recorded it (with Elisabetta) almost immediately (that's when I bought a Korg D8). Now I have simply remixed it after separating the tracks and improving the volume of the vocals and the equalisation of the classic guitar (it is a Yamaha CG 110CE pre-amplified, and the effects were adjusted then with the Korg). The arrangement is very sparse, the sound quality not optimal.

Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1997).
Female voice: Elisabetta Verri.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 11.

Lyrics (ENG - ITA)

if
you will explain to me why
you are reticent
only
if we talk about you
if
you will tell me what it is
that torments your life every time
I ask about you

then you will get as a prize
a wooden planisphere
and the encrypted map and the colours
of this secret drawing
and a round-trip ticket
to and from Ipazia
with me...

if
you will explain to me how is
that glimpse
that you delete from your eyes
When I osberve you
if
you will tell me why
your lips taste like ink
only when you kiss me
furtively

then you will have in pledge
this secret drawing
and the encrypted map
of the capital of the kingdom
and a round-trip ticket
to and from Ipazia
with me...

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se
mi spiegherai perché
sei reticente
solamente
se parliamo di te
se
mi dirai cos’è
che ti tormenta la vita ogni volta
che chiedo di te

allora avrai in premio
un planisfero di legno
e la mappa cifrata e i colori
di questo segreto disegno
e un biglietto
di andata e ritorno
da Ipazia
con me…

se
mi spiegherai com’è
quello sguardo
che cancelli dagli occhi
quando ti osservo
se
mi dirai perché
hai le labbra che sanno d’inchiostro
solo quando mi baci
di nascosto

allora avrai in pegno
questo segreto disegno
e la mappa cifrata
della capitale del regno
e un biglietto
di andata e ritorno
da Ipazia
con me ...

Ipazia [with Elisabetta Verri] **

If You Want Out

The song has a remarkable age, and I changed it several times. This is the today version, recorded (guitar and vocals) with a RØDE NT-USB+; you can hear dogs barking in the distance (but I don't think they were protesting at me). The outro is from an earlier version.

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

Break the biscuit of a only word
Dip it in the milk, see if it drips
A verse or something to put in my mouth
See what it touches me: the thorn or the rose

Cradle the minutes of some clock
To see them go slower
A precious alarm clock to put in the bank
But still I miss a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

Stealing the colours of a famous painting
sell them by the pound to a greedy painter
a murderous night to put on canvas
Will be worth the candle a rose or a thorn

To bet a needle from your haystack
But be a magician and find a thousand
a glorious hunt to put in your pocket
And more is not enough a thorn or a rose

It's the house made of sugar
when darkness falls
has cork steps
and walls of ashes
the inhabitants are sordid
they have a soft soul
they are foolish and perverse
it is the house of verses

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Spezzare il biscotto di qualche parola
tuffarlo nel latte, vedere se cola
Un verso o qualcosa da mettere in bocca
veder se mi tocca la spina o la rosa

Cullare i minuti di qualche orologio
vederli cresciuti andare più adagio
una sveglia preziosa da mettere in banca
ma ancora mi manca una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sughero
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi

Rubare gli effetti di un quadro famoso
rivenderli a etti a un pittore goloso
una notte assassina da metter su tela
varrà la candela una rosa o una spina

Scommettere un ago del vostro pagliaio
ma essere un mago e trovarne un migliaio
una caccia gloriosa da mettere in tasca
e più non mi basta una spina o una rosa

E' la casa di zucchero 
al calar delle tenebre
ha scalini di sugherio
e pareti di cenere
gli abitanti son sordidi
hanno un'anima soffice
sono stolti e perversi
è la casa dei versi


------------

Lyrics: Pier Massimo Forni e Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani (1979)
Recorded in 2024, October 14-15.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 16
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

La casa dei versi (House of Verses) **

keep the hope...

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時の風 / Whispers of Time
===================
いつになく凡庸な　夕陽と闇の狭間
ため息も溶けるほど

夢の中に隠した　薄れゆくフォトグラフ
二度と現れぬひと


音のない水面を
月明かりの波間を

時の風　白い帆の　船はゆく

　
戻れない過去とか
囲い込めない未来に

きっと未だ　寄り添って　「今」はゆく



沈む夕陽さえ
止められない僕らが

流れの意味　ゆく末を　知ろうとしてる



音のない水面を
月明かりの波間を

時の風　白い帆の　船はゆく


戻れない過去とか
囲い込めない未来に

きっと未だ　寄り添って　船はゆく


時の風 / Whispers of Time

Illusion machine. (Winkandwoo & Midisound)
=======================


Music created in July 2024
Editing, lyrics, vocals and covert art by Winkandwoo.

The original idea came from the chorus of the music. I thought of an accordion to create it, but unfortunately I couldn't find a good sound for the iPad for this instrument, so I scrapped the idea and replaced it with a soft synthesizer with some depth.

My partner in adventures, on this occasion, did the rest with an impeccable job full of creativity and elegance.

Thanks Clive, again, for this gift.

Listen to more from Winkandwoo here.

https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo

Lyrics.

What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen


8 tracks of native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 Track Sunrizer synth.
1 track Arturia iMini
2 Tracks Flowtones
2 Tracks Korg Im.

Mix…….. yes……. My car 🚘
Hardware iPad
DAW Music Studio 2

Thank you.

Paco.

ILLUSION MACHINE (Winkandwoo & Midisound)

This is one about the election. The first line, I heard a lot on the news and talk shows right after the outcome, reassuring worried people that our country will make it through. I am not convinced we will, either way, it’s going to be a totally different America after these 4 years.

This song seemed a little over the top, so I went ahead and put in a gospel choir and a searing guitar lead just to make sure lol.

Sorry I haven't been on SC very much lately, I'm learning a new software app for my paying job and it is not making life easier, like I thought it would. I will be back soon!

And please pardon the vocals

I believe we’ll be okay
We’ll win this fight another day
Still, I would do it all again, because right is on our side,
And the truth can turn the tide
 
When kindness wins over greed
 It’s true that love is all you need
But If fear rules your life, your humanity will leave you
And then it’s hard to see the light
   
It seems to me // we’re all in this together
Money never will define a person's worth
And I realize, that nothing lasts forever
But we were meant to be good stewards of the Earth

I believe in you
And I hope that you believe in me, too
You  see, love has not died
It is lost somewhere inside
Our  spark will  bring it new life
So don’t give up, neither will I
Be who you        are and never hide 
If we raise our voices to the sky 
Love will not die!

We'll Be Okay

Another old song just remixed, with vocal work and the addition of electronic strings.

ENG / ITA Lyrics

Go that way
and then further that way
maybe you'll see each other again
if the time comes
for the usual formalities

leave him in these dark avenues
don't let him have an extra drop
dirty water stagnates
in pure brains

Just go over there
in that direction
get as far away as you can
from his words
and while you run and distract yourself a little
you meet the right man down the street
in a moment his heart catches fire
and you start to feel nostalgic


vai pure di là
e dopo oltre di là
vi rivedrete forse
se verrà il momento
per le solite formalità

lascialo pure in questi viali scuri
non concedergli una goccia in più
ristagna l'acqua sporca
nei cervelli puri

vai pure di là
in quella direzione
allontanati più che puoi
dalle sue parole
e mentre corri e ti distrai un poco
incontri l'uomo giusto proprio nella via
in un momento il suo cuore prende fuoco
e tu cominci ad avere nostalgia

------

Music and lyrics by Michele Ansani (1984).
This version is recorded in 2015 and remixed on 2024, December 6-8.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, December 8.

Separazione (The Detachment) *

I am an university professor of history who enjoys playing (guitar and piano/keyboard) and composing: unpretentious, just for fun. As a consequence, the most of my recordings (made with KorgD8 / Audacity and also Reaper now) are handcrafted and largely imperfect. My stuff consists of old songs (all wrote in the past century; here are only those I have redone in these last years) and old and new instrumentals (usually in various versions, some of which are removed at some point because they're unlistenable). 
Thank you in any case for stopping here to listen to something; in the description area you can find often explanatory notes or lyrics translations.

Here I found a community of great musicians and songwriters and a lot of beautiful music to listen to; you can be sure that any liking, commenting or reposting by me is a consequence of careful listening to the tracks. Obviously, for this very reason, I am not interested in collecting free ‘likes’ without real listening. I will not answer any messages from possible promoters: the number of followers does not interest me in the slightest. 

Update (2024, September 9). Completed the "AI & (fake) songwriting project". Here: https://soundcloud.com/mick-hansan 

P.S.: A prayer, a humble request to those who publish songs: use the description area to make the lyrics available... This would make listening to them more complete and enjoyable!

La casa dei versi (House of Verses) **

Michele Ansani

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