Produção Experimental do Artista e Produtor Loc Dró de fazer Beats. Usando autenticidade, originalidade e criatividade total.

Loc dró Produced Type Beat Trap - "Best Vibe" (Audio)

Sophie and I stripped it all down – raw chords, bare emotions. “Stay Under (Unplugged)” is now on YouTube.
🎧 Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yT1ZL4QWxk

After over 10,000 listens to the original version with Laura Maren (https://soundcloud.com/zipboy83/burning-inside-feat-laura-maren) Burning Inside returns in a stripped-down and even more visceral guise.
This acoustic version lays the song bare, letting every crack, every unsaid word, every flame that burns inside emerge.

A raw and intimate grunge, where the voice becomes confession and the silence burns as much as the sound.
For those who loved the original: this is the same soul, but without skin.

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer and guitar Sophie Ellison

Lyrics
[Verse]
The ash is falling like a blackened snow
The fire’s inside me
It won’t let go
My veins are rivers
They're running red
A pyre ignites the thoughts in my head

[Chorus]
I’m burning inside
Can’t run
Can’t hide
The flames won’t die
I’m burning inside

[Verse 2]
A scream is rising but it makes no sound
The smoke’s a shroud that pulls me down
Every ember whispers
It knows my name
The heat’s a lover and it plays the game

[Chorus]
I’m burning inside
Can’t run
Can’t hide
The flames won’t die
I’m burning inside

[Bridge]
The walls are melting
The shadows crawl
I see my face in the fire’s thrall
Every spark a secret
A truth untold
This inferno’s mine
It’s fierce and cold

[Chorus]
I’m burning inside
Can’t run
Can’t hide
The flames won’t die
I’m burning inside

Burning inside unplugged version

Streaming/Downloads: https://push.fm/fl/0oxdwh7f

In this intimate, dreamy and heart- breaking journey back into childhood, Inyha invites us into her most precious memories with her father, who left this world too soon.

This minimal yet thoroughly arranged French chanson feels as if the artist is sitting right beside us — with soft, whisper-like spoken words at times and dramatic passages that go straight to the bone.

Deeply emotional and authentic, with influences ranging from Charlotte Gainsbourg to Romy Schneider and Léo Ferré, this melancholic piece full of nostalgia does not leave the listener untouched.


////// Paroles (English translation hereunder )

La traversée
De l’herbe pleine de rosée 
Le matin
Dans notre grand jardin 
En tenant ta main
En tenant ta main
Avec ma petite main

La moto
Bleu ciel de l’autodrome 
Pour enfants
Après une journée de plage 
Les étés en Italie
Ces étés en Italie
Des jours heureux 
Épanouies

Et la lune
Qu’on cherchait ensemble
Si haut dans le ciel en hiver 
Et les étoiles brillaient
Et mon étoile dansait
Et ton étoile m’accompagnait

Et ces étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, les étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra

Le temps passe
Et ton visage s’efface 
Dans ma mémoire
Si loin, si loin
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
A peine 7 ans

Mon regard effrayé
Face à toi et tu me disais 
Tout blanc
Que je devrais pas avoir peur 
Que c’était toujours toi
Que c’était toujours toi
Mon papa, mon papa

Le lapin en papier
Qui était censé
Veiller sur toi
Le jours et nuits loin de moi 
Mais qui est revenu
sans espoir
Avant la fin des temps 
Avant la fin de ton temps

Mais je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra.


////// English translation:

Crossing Dew-laden grass
In the morning light 
In our big garden 
Holding your hand 
Holding your hand 
With my little hand

The sky-blue motorcycle 
At the children’s Autodrome
After a day at the beach 
Summers in Italy
Those summers in Italy 
Happy days
Full of joy

And the moon
We looked for together
So high in the winter sky
And the stars were shining bright 
My star was dancing
And your star was guiding me

And those stars up there speak to me 
And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again 
Yes, those stars up there speak to me And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again

Time goes by
And your face fades In my memory
So far, so far away
I was only a child
I was only a child 
Barely 7 years old

My frightened eyes
When I saw you and you said 
All pale
That I shouldn’t be afraid
That it was still you
That it was still you
My daddy, my daddy

The paper bunny
That was meant to
Watch over you
The days and nights away from me 
But it came back
Without any hope
Before the end of time 
Before the end of your time

But I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one day we’ll meet again
Yes, I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again.

Le lapin en papier

Two Cats and a Bird

Try not so hard
VOICE Martin Davidson (SWE)
CHOIRS Maly Reyes (MEX)
GUITARS Lucas Diaz Falabella (ARG)
BASS Walter Pallares (ARG)
GTR SOLO Xourel PS (SWI)
GTR SOLO Daniel Gomez (ESP)

MIX AND MASTER G4Z G (DEN)

COVER ART:
Roman from Russia
www.deviantart.com/running-to-hell


Verse 1:
These times it's harder then ever
Are you aware
They say that we should be clever
Then you should pray
Who ar e we, what should we do know
What do they ask

Chorus:
Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways work your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings
Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways work your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings

Verse 2:
For fame and fortune we will bough
That is your task
Connected into the media
Social it is
There is no Wikipedia
Your life's a quiz
Keep looking for the answers
What will you do
Get rid of all qour questions
And seek the truth

Chorus:
Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways look your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings
 Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways work your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings

Chorus:
Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways look your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings
Try not so hard, rememebr things will allways work your way
Try not so hard, the path is yours. the place for you is with the kings

 Outro:
Try not so hard
Try not so hard
The place for you is with kings
 The place for you is with kings

Try Not So Hard

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all distorted lead guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient & Synth
P.L.O created & sings: all vocals
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

State Street Groove

Album - Movimiento (2025)

Play in Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVoMUAqJwX4
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/ar/artist/tomas-peiretti/1829015919
Instagram: www.instagram.com/tgpeiretti/

La Constancia

Para escuchar la versión instrumental original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/recuerdos-de-africa
Para escuchar el boceto original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/boceto-cine-4

RECUERDOS DE ÁFRICA

Pies descalzos en la arena 
que arde como el fuego;
un tambor calmado suena
e invita al sosiego;
en el cielo brilla el sol
y su luz tiene especial resplandor.

Niños ríen en su juego
con mirada sabia;
un anciano grita el ruego
con dolor y rabia;
poco a poco entendí
la vida allí.

Estribillo

África, sueño que no se olvida
África, llena de luz y de vida
al sentir tu latir ya resuena tu voz.

África, madre que ve con tristeza
África, cómo esquilman su riqueza
y se van sin dejar más que desolación. 

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Aunque hoy estoy ausente
no me fui del todo
en mi piel está presente
tu dorado polvo
un susurro que jamás
se va a borrar.

Estribillo

MEMORIES OF AFRICA

Bare feet on the sand
that burns like fire;
a calm drum beats
and invites calm;
the sun shines in the sky
and its light has a special brilliance.

Children laugh in their game
with wise eyes;
an old man cries out his prayer
with pain and rage;
little by little I understood
life there.

Chorus

Africa, a dream that is not forgotten
Africa, full of light and life
when I feel your heartbeat, your voice already resonates.

Africa, a mother who watches with sadness
Africa, how they plunder her wealth
and leave, leaving nothing but desolation.

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Although I am absent today,
I am not completely gone
on my skin is present
your golden dust
a whisper that will never
be erased.

Chorus

Recuerdos de África

Ride the Night

Up-beat alt-rock track peppered with some nifty hooks, solos and a story to boot... 

Out Of Your League

Graveyard of Giants

Our music encompass the genre’s of Hard Rock / Heavy metal. 
Nautilus is formed by different musicians from different countries: 
Firenze Deoro (Voice, Argentina) 
Ronnie Fransson (Singer from Sweden)
Maly Reyes (Singer from Mexico)
Lucas Diaz (Guitars, Samplers, from Argentina)
Walter Pallares (Bass from Argentina) 
Xourel PS and Eemeli Miettinen (Guitarrists from Switzerland and Findland)
German Makoev (keyboard player from Russia) 
Martin Davidson (voice from Sweden) 
Richard Groce (Drummer from USA)
Daniel Gomez (Guitar from Spain) 
Evripidis Katzourakis & Konstantinos Tsekeridis 
(Keyboards & artwork from Greece)
and GAZg (Mix and Master from Denmark)

Try Not So Hard

Nautilus world wide