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热爱105°C的你 / 阿肆 Super Idol♪  SPANISH COVER

Jamie Bower - I Put A Spell On You

Accidental song that sounds like "one" by metallica.

the calm before the storm

My heart in pieces

NEBULA

Poharak: dalszöveg/lyrics, promptok/prompts, megvalósítás/realisation
Suno AI: megvalósítás/realisation
Anna: ének

album: Akvarell
https://on.soundcloud.com/BomAxHCR1RwKCuf76Z
https://open.spotify.com/album/2LYXtfbteIvJ8VrkPNv5QM
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKv0bWB6s2VK-DvIsjPFHDMgCp9DqwolQ

dalszöveg/lyrics:

Jég alatt,
felkavart iszapban,
horgoktól sebzett
halként úszunk.

Vitrin mögött,
az álmatlan éjszakában,
divatjamúlt ékszerként
a sötétben
pusmogunk.

Rozsdamarta ék
a veszélyes szikla alatt.
Szomjazó föld
egy szomorú napraforgó
alatt.

„Túl korán feladtam.”
Azt mondod,
miattam.
„Tűnj már el végre!
Mi van, nem érted?!?
Te fülembe suttogó
daimón!
Vagy inkább kísértet.”

Miattam...
Miattam!
Miattam.
Miattam!
Miattam.

Miattam

Youmu's Theme Orchestral Version. Shy samurai girl theme enters concert hall ⚔️
Originally from Touhou 7: Perfect Cherry Blossom
Remixed with help of AI generative tools
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[Touhou] Mystic Oriental Dream ~ Ancient Temple ~ Orchestral Cover

Rumia's Theme Jazz Version. 🎀
Originally from Touhou 6: Embodiment of Scarlet Devil
Remixed with help of AI generative tools
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[Touhou] Apparitions Stalk the Night ~ Rumia Smooth Jazz Cover

Mixdown of all Shadow Flowers

Featuring Nora Skye, this track offers a hush-toned elegy to the version of ourselves we’ve outgrown. She sings about a lawnmower’s drone and the damp, green scent of fresh clippings—ordinary sounds and smells that quietly swing open a hidden door. What seems like a mundane ritual becomes a gateway to something sacred: the vivid flickers of innocence, long buried under responsibility, worry, and age. The song tries to name that hollow tug you feel when a smell, feel or hear something that uncovers a distant memory. It lingers on the solitude of holding a memory nobody shares, and the fragile comfort of discovering that, when so much has slipped away, this one keeps showing up the moment you call its name.

Mixdown of all Shadow Flowers

Misa Nakajima