Name: Mirage by nNIMAa
Duration: 6 min 39 s
Description: Composed, performed, arranged, recorded, and produced by nNIMAa.

Nice ambient texture. Very good groove. So slow and cool

Excellent work! Reminds me of Explosions in the Sky...

Very nice man! The guitar is so unique, keep it up with great work

Very cool atmosphere and vibe. Nicely done

Sharpnesses and Tremors

Sharpnesses And Tremors

Obliodrivers by Aedos Cluster of the Waterfall

An Excited Tree

end of day

Listen to the book "The Year of Becoming Gracia" on Amazon.
https://www.amazon.com/Year-Becoming-Gracia-Necessary-Adventure/dp/B00O1ES4RW/ref=sr_1_1?dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.hjF60yF0sUduswWfU1dtWCm8O5h2z17IywJy6cjPQYIlJnmh9uiO2K5RaoCY-4SN.yPLpXWGXr2uudcmDwY2kJF7PJRcEoS1rG18fCGvFV3M&dib_tag=se&keywords=the+year+of+becoming+gracia&qid=1753828983&sr=8-1


[verse 1]
She left Colorado with the wind at her side
Chasing a whisper across the great divide
Two daughters grown and walking their own trails
But in her heart, their laughter still prevails

She taught in the suburbs by the bay
Melbourne mornings, chalk dust and prayers each day
Teaching roots in a world far from home
Still wondering how far a soul must roam


[chorus]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Through the healing and the ache
Crossing oceans for the questions
That the silence sometimes makes
In her journal and her heartbeat
There's a light she will not fake
She's still becoming Gracia
Every breath a chance to wake 

[verse 2]
On a Kibbutz where the Galilee sings
She found peace in the simplest things
University walls in old Haifa stone
Studied faith, but she still felt alone

She held the past in tender grace
Missed her father’s final face
In a veterans bed, far from her sky
Ventura wept while she said goodbye

[chorus]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Through the loss and through the flame
Two daughters off on journeys
But they echo in her name
In the quiet of her longing
She has never passed the blame
She's still becoming Gracia
Never walking quite the same 

[bridge]
Now the road bends, not so wide
But wisdom walks close by her side
With Reiki hands and open eyes
She learns to live, she learns to rise

[chorus - final]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Not a finish, just a start
Finding healing in the desert
And the shadows of her heart
With her daughters in the ether
And her father in the stars
She's still becoming Gracia
Just as she is, just who you are 

[outro]
Still becoming... Gracia…



Still becoming Gracia

Thanks to my friend Chris for shredding on this track

Track construction - Combstead
lead guitar - Chris
mix - Combstead / Chris
mastered - Chris
artwork - Chris

Voice of reason - feat. Chris

Fur Coat Trauma

Deezer : https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/804468291
Apple Music : https://music.apple.com/fr/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-feat-jean-paul/1833071726
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/5NOwif24XFvX5o5fQGR0mJ
YouTube : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TW2KFsDcf6M&list=OLAK5uy_nyH8HpdiBKGuduhOZ6fzZN4fe997DUoAw
Qobuz : https://www.qobuz.com/nz-en/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-myckael-marcovic/lt4eqyecja9ta
RadioGalaxxy : https://www.radiogalaxxy.fr/

Translation above.
Texte et musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Voix : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://soundcloud.com/gaidodaniel06
André Gide disait "Que l'importance soit dans ton regard, non dans la chose regardée." Cette chanson en est une illustration à travers la pluie qu'on peut voir comme triste. À moins qu'on sache voir entre les gouttes...

				       À Leny

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

Y a ceux qui voient toujours le verre
À moitié vide
À moitié plein
Y a ceux qui voient toujours l’hiver
Saison frigide
Saison de rien

Refrain :
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Que la réponse dépend de toi…
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Qu’un p’tit bonheur sa cache là.

Y a ceux qui voient toujours la Terre
Soit tout en blanc,
Soit tout en noir.
Y a ceux qui voient ceux qui espèrent
Vendeurs de vent,
Vendeurs d’espoirs.
(refrain)

Y a ceux qui croient que la misère
Se compte en banque,
Se compte en rien.
Y a ceux qui voient tout en colère
Cœur à la manque
Cœur tout éteint

 le 22 avril 2025

André Gide said, “Let the importance be in your gaze, not in the thing you gaze upon.” This song illustrates this through the rain, which can be seen as sad. Unless you know how to see between the raindrops...
	                                To Leny

What's the weather like between the raindrops?

There are those who always see the glass
Half empty
Half full
There are those who always see winter
A frigid season
A season of nothing

Chorus :
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That the answer depends on you...
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That a little happiness is hiding there.

There are those who always see the Earth
Either all white,
Or all black.
There are those who see those who hope
Sellers of wind,
Sellers of hope.
(chorus)

There are those who believe that misery
Is counted in the bank,
Is counted as nothing.
There are those who see everything with anger,
Heart missing,
Heart completely extinguished.

Lyrics and music : Myckaël Marcovic, April 22, 2025
Vocal : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

Written by A. Hait's father - Zolern. On behalf of the the band: thank you for this amazing instrumental!

Before I Am

havent  made much recently but this is alr i suppose 

OpenBook

Jam session 777

Composed, performed, arranged, recorded, and produced by nNIMAa.

Mirage

www.nNIMAa.ir
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