Name: Vision (Release Mix) by Nuummite
Duration: 3 min 5 s
Description: I made a redo of my most beautiful tune (at least to me) but then without the use of any samples. I hope you enjoy this one even more than the original, cause technically, this one is more original!

wow, its sooo relaxing. so nice to listen to.:) [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Really beautiful! I love the instrument that comes in at the 1 minute mark (forgot its name oops), and it's a very nice song

Lovely ambient track. Amazing movement and lovely choice instruments - especially the violin part :-) Really great work!

Beautiful, calm and very elegant melody. The instrumentation is well done.

Soft, gentle and very relaxing. Great work Nuummite!

Outstanding and emotional work. Detailed layering and beautiful sound selection. [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

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(Translation above)
Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour double thème : "Mamifestations" et "En surfant sur un mirage".
En hommage à Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

En mars, au premier dimanche
Alors qu’il faisait frisquet
Rue des Gaules défilait
Un flot de mamies étranges
Pour la fête des grand-mères
Ell’s marchaient à moitié nues
Quell’ moitié était vêtue ?
Au choix de leur hémisphère !

Ah ! ces mamies
Ah ! ces fesses
Ah ! ces mamifestations !

Je voyais aux banderoles
Des slogans vindicatifs
Et des dessins suggestifs
Qu’on n’apprend pas à l’école
L’armée de gants de toilettes
Et de fesses amollies
Avait pour tout alibi
D’être encor’ apt’s aux courbettes
(ref)

Ell’s réclamaient sans vergogne
En rejetant l’air glaciair’
De pouvoir chauffer leur chair
De tout objet dans leur pogne
J’ pense à la cann’  de grand-mère
À la crosse en form’ de C
En train d’ranimer l’ point G
Et l’ point O de son derrière
 (ref)

Mais le faire avec l’arthrose
Ça fatigue les poignets
Et peut laisser par excès
Quelques plaies ou ecchymoses
Petits-enfants, pour offrandes
Laissez fleurs et chocolats
Offrez pour leur nirvana
Un gode à télécommande
(ref)

Mais pardonnez ces images
Dues à la consommation
De psychotropes qui m’ont
Fait surfer sur un mirage.

Salles manies
Manifestes
Salles manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, le 28 octobre 2021

Song written in the framework of the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with for double theme : "Mamifestations" and "En surfant sur un mirage".
In tribute to Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

In March, on the first Sunday
While it was chilly
Rue des Gaules paraded
A stream of strange grannies
For the grandmother's day
They walked half naked
Which half was dressed?
To the choice of their hemisphere!

Ah ! these grannies
Ah! these buttocks
Ah ! these mamifestations !

I saw in the banners
Vindictive slogans
And suggestive drawings
That we don't learn at school
The army of toilet gloves
And softened buttocks
Had for all alibi
To be still apt to the bows
(ref)

They shamelessly claimed
By refusing the cold air
To be able to heat their flesh
Of any object in their fist
I think of grandma's cane
With the C-shaped stick
Reanimating the G-spot
And the O point of her butt
 (ref)

But doing it with arthritis
It tires the wrists
And can leave by excess
Some wounds or bruises
Grandchildren, for offerings
Leave flowers and chocolates
Offer for their nirvana
A remote control dildo
(ref)

But forgive these images
Due to the consumption
Of psychotropic drugs that made me
Made me surf on a mirage.

Bad manners
Obvious
Bad manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, October 28, 2021

Mamifestations

crosswinds, when they blow
gonna blow too hard
catch you off-guard
some friends just say no
when you lean too hard
when it gets too dark

running around this playground town
i seen things that never were meant to be
pull it inside you, suck it up
and shut the door

baby, look at you
you grown so tall
now you wanna see it all
maybe, right on cue
time for a big fall
then you gonna blow it all

heading on down this playground down
so much potential, how far you gonna go?
savour this moment just before
the crosswind blow

well i've seen them blow before
three times or maybe more
baby i ain't joking, listen to my voice
when crosswind blow for you
the only thing to do is hunker down
there's no other choice

crosswinds, they have blown
air gone calm now
open this door now
things ain't quite the same
different space now
gotta find somehow

in and around this playground town
some way to hustle, the things you gonna need
if you can read how crosswind blow
you won't grieve

Crosswinds

I made a redo of my most beautiful tune (at least to me) but then without the use of any samples. I hope you enjoy this one even more than the original, cause technically, this one is more original!

Vision (Release Mix)

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Moonchild

And so you move beyond your time,
beyond this world; the mortal line.
And visions come to add the sum
of all you've done...all you've become.
All your mistakes, all your heartaches,
what pain you've caused, your moral flaws.

To rise above or fall below.
To grasp the world or let it go.
The visions pass, your first and last,
all in between, your every scene.
What joy you've brought, wisdom you've sought,
your clarity and charity.

Rise Above or Fall Below

Or Fall Below

Slippin On Bye - Robert Grigg & Combstead

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