Beautiful voice and vocal amazing control. Love the soft country style melody. Lovely sounding guitar. Love the vibe. <3

it's a particolar and nice ballad... 👍

Nice track - reminds me of Sheryl Crow - not typically a fan of covers but this one works

Beautiful vocal and guitar accompaniment. Nice lyrics.

Love that guitar, super high quality. Beautiful vocals too :)

A small tribute to a great band - REO Speedwagon - and to one of our favorite songs.
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Tired of writing lyrics, we used the text of a well known The Verve song for this one.

Lyrics by Richard Ashcroft (1997)
Music by Interpret Unbekannt (2023)

No Change (Reimagination of a The Verve Song)

when we took all our cues from the wild
how’d you think it was going to end
except in misery?

did you think rains will have us exiled
to the mountains where we can pretend
things got citrusy?

when we bombed the stratosphere
and found the clouds still don’t want us here
did it feel like a plan then?
did it feel like The Plan?

oceans
can be concreted over, stars draped up in blinds
with all the conscious-
-ness that goes to waste in our minds

yeah, oceans
can be paved over, atmospheres peeled off like rinds
with all the conscious-
-ness that is wasted on our minds

such a waste…
such a waste…
such a waste…

when we put the sharp-toothed in charge
how’d you think it was going to go
but feeding frenzy?

and did you think the summers of March
would be remembered as the ebb and the flow
of this planet’s fancy?

when we painted ourselves on the skies
and filled our profiles with self-researched lies
did it feel like a win then?
did it feel like a win?

oceans
can turn into soup, lakes pickled in brine
while the conscious-
-ness goes to terrible waste in our mind

yes, oceans
can be boiled, forests torched up by bottled sunshine
just so all the conscious-
-ness can go unused by our mind

such a waste…
such a waste…
such a waste…

they say the Universe needs us to look on
for data to turn into information
but split by rivers and lines on a map
we spill blood on the altar of altercation

it’s such a waste
such a waste

I get the feeling what the Universe needs
is to try all over again
now this feels like a plan 
now this feels like The Plan..

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Such A Waste

Call In Sick / Reflection

Call in Sick (Radio Mix)

Second folk song uploaded. Hope you will enjoy

Darkened Days

Frying Pan Blues - Combstead & Robert Grigg

You can dream of anything
Can’t dream away this life
Sticks & stones all the broken bones
Be grateful you survived

So many things that can colour your world
Hard work is just part of the fight
Create smoke & mirrors to disguise all the hurt
Forgetting the lessons we learned
Opportunities come by like ships in the night
Don’t let them keep passing you by
Don’t let them keep passing you by
Don’t let them keep passing you by by by

You can dream of anything
Can’t dream away this life
Sticks & stones all the broken bones
Be grateful you survived

Something keeps pushing you to bathe in the light
So out of the shadows you turn
We all fall at one time trying to do what is right
All the bruises you thought you deserved
So drown in your sorrow lose all those around
You don’t really share their concerns

You can dream of anything
Can’t dream away this life
Sticks & stones all the broken bones
Be grateful you survived

Underneath the willow tree
Is where the demons lie
Sticks & stones that no one knows
Be thankful you’re alive

You step up to battle though no ones at war
Dreams end up all on the floor
Only one thing can stop you as you look at yourself
Motivation awaits you at dawn

You can dream of anything
Can’t dream away this life
Sticks & stones all the broken bones
Be grateful you survived

You can dream
Sticks & stones all the broken bones
Be grateful you survived

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Smoke & Mirrors

A letra dessa música é uma poesia do Marcelo Almeida. E tanto as vozes quanto sua melodia foram criadas utilizando inteligência artificial.

Poesia: Grita!. Publicada pela primeira vez no Livro "Mas Larga essa Mala no Chão." 

Álbum:  "Elas cantam poesia".

Ver mais em: www.vendoversos.com.br

Grita!

A nod to Mr Hendrix.
(c)2013
Guitar, Bass, Programming, Mixing and Mastering by Robert Grigg.
Recorded at home

Still Thinkin'

I Be Still Thinkin'

All Sorrow Is Gone

LE SOUFFLE DE TES MAINS

Couplet1
                 
Je sens tes mains sur mon corps, 
un souffle dans mes cheveux. 
Tes bras me serrent, 
encore plus fort. 
Regarde-moi dans les yeux. 
Je pose ma bouche sur tes lèvres 
et ta langue me réponds :
"Après la chaleur c'est la fièvre". 
Comment pourrais-je te dire non ? 
Comment pourrais-je te dire non ? 

(*) Refrain
                   
Je frémis de tes caresses 
et tes doigts me font planer. 
Est-ce par vice ou par paresse, 
que tu me laisses te diriger ? 
Le moment est tout proche 
de sombrer dans la folie. 
Oui je sens que tu décroches, 
que tu t'abandonnes 
dans un cri. 

Couplet2
                       
Tu murmures à mon oreille 
des phrases pleines de malice, 
des promesses, oui des merveilles. 
Je soupire avec délice. 
Je soupire avec délice.
En échange de partages secrets, 
tu découvres mon intime. 
Oui c'est bien ce que tu espérais, 
de tes phantasmes, je suis victime.

(*) Refrain

Couplet3
                      
Je m'enivre de ta chaleur, 
du parfum de ta peau. 
Tu me glisses dans la moiteur, 
un instant des plus faux.
Au plus profond de mes désirs, 
ton ventre frôlant le mien, 
tu t'abandonnes de plaisir 
et déjà je te retiens 
et déjà je te retiens. 

(*) Refrain

Le Souffle de tes mains

Le souffle de tes mains - KRT Production

Moonlatte is a collaborative project led by producer/songwriter FS involving different talented musicians from the US, and all over the world. Follow us on Spotify. 
Contact: moonlattemusic@gmail.com

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