Various artists singing DougEboi's music.

Make a Difference (Radio Edit) (Remix)

Depuis la pandémie mondiale, plusieurs pays ont décidé de restreindre les sorties des citoyens pour les protéger du virus. Bonne idée ou mauvaise idée, là n’est pas le propos de la chanson. Le titre parle plutôt de ceux qui avaient déjà, ou qui ont maintenant de la difficulté à sortir de leur maison depuis cet évènement. Cela se nomme  le SYNDROME DE LA CABANE. Dans la chanson, une amie essaie de venir en aide à la personne qui a peur de sortir mais ne sait pas si ça va fonctionner.


Since the global pandemic, several countries have decided to restrict the exit of citizens to protect them from the virus. Good idea or bad idea, that’s not the point of the song. The title talks rather about those who had already, or who are now having difficulty leaving their house since this event. It is called the CABIN SYNDROME. In the song, a friend tries to help the person who is afraid of going out but doesn’t know if it will work.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles, musique & arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : synthétiseur
Frank Corneau : Basse
Sébastien Savard : Violons
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

Prison de Verre

Prison de verre

Submarine

I thought I’d build a submarine to travel deep under the sea
My computer drew some custom blueprints just – for - me
It will have a viewing port below and a periscopic view above
And a captain’s chair in calfskin leather that will fit me like - a – glove

My submarine is sleek and gold a fantastic sight to behold
Passersby who saw it couldn’t help - but – gawk
I put it on my old trailer and hitched it to my new volvo
And headed out for its maiden launch from the public City dock

I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before
I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before

I don’t have any deep sea knowledge as I head into the blue
But I have a clever chatbot that can tell me what – to – do
My friends seem somewhat skeptical; they’re clearly jealous I can tell
that none of them has thought of such a great idea too

When I return, if you’re lucky I will tell you all the things I saw
Cuz surely I’ll have stories that will fascinate and awe
Before I go let me tell you one thing you can know
You’ll never see what’s outside if you don’t open up the door

I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before
I’m gonna be in this world like I have never been before


Submarine

SO YOU'RE...
Music by Overdrive

No Suno or other AI music generation platform was used in the creation of this track.

So You're...

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/nos-serments
Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/2Y…gAd6OPAOoAsoZgQu
Deezer : www.deezer.com/us/album/836344892
Apple Music : music.apple.com/us/album/nos-serm…single/1845534166
(Translation above)

Quand les mots tuent plus que les coups de poings, quand le désir de chair ne raccommode pas de tout, quand les serments d'amour sont grignotés par les dents du temps, ne reste que la guillotine de la séparation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel signe ici et chante avec toute la puissance de sa voix un de ses textes les plus forts. Et la musique de Myckaël Marcovic est à l'image de cette dernière nuit orageuse de ce couple qui se déchire, entre violence et abattement jusqu'au calme final de la désolation subie dans ce champ de bataille d'où nul ne sort vainqueur...

When words kill more than fists, when physical desire cannot mend everything, when vows of love are gnawed away by the teeth of time, all that remains is the guillotine of separation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel writes and sings one of his most powerful lyrics with all the power of his voice. And Myckaël Marcovic's music reflects the stormy final night of this couple tearing themselves apart, between violence and despondency, until the final calm of the desolation suffered on this battlefield from which no one emerges victorious...

Paroles (lyrics) et voix (vocal) : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration : Canva

Nos serments

Dans notre nuit d’orage
Nos mots sont des couteaux
Qui nous livrent au naufrage
Triomphal d’un radeau
Mais quand je m’agenouille
Tu reviens amarrée
Et nos corps dans la houle
Sont deux cœurs déchirés

Refrain :
Ne mêle pas tes larmes
À ma bouche enragée
Quand on n’a plus comme armes
Que nos serments brodés
Nos serments brodés

Brûlante sauvagine
Sur mes lèvres amères
J’ancre sur ta poitrine
Les mots de mes prières
Dans cette heure à crier
Cette heure qui divise
Qui t’arrache éreintée
À ma chair insoumise

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments fardés
Nos serments fardés

Je dévore tes lèvres
Ton regard de tempête
Dans notre ultime fièvre
Jusqu’à l’aube muette
Jusqu’au silence armé
Fuyant à la sauvette
De nos draps dépouillés
Qui signent ma défaite

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments gâchés
Nos serments gâchés

Je n’entendrai plus fuir
De mes lèvres épuisées
Ni le moindre désir
Ni l’espoir détrôné
Je n’attends rien du jour
Ni des nuits qui me brisent
J’ai perdu tout l’amour
De ma Terre promise

Refrain :
Je ne vois plus tes larmes
Devant mes yeux noyés
Et j’ai rendu les armes
De nos serments brûlés

Our vows

In our stormy night
Our words are knives
That deliver us to the wreckage
Triumphant of a raft
But when I kneel
You come back moored
And our bodies in the swell
Are two torn hearts

Chorus:
Don't mix your tears
With my raging mouth
When we have no weapons left
But our embroidered vows
Our embroidered vows

Burning wildfowl
On my bitter lips
I anchor on your chest
The words of my prayers
In this hour of crying out
This hour that divides
That tears you away, exhausted
From my rebellious flesh

Chorus:
...
Than our painted vows
Our painted vows

I devour your lips
Your stormy gaze
In our final fever
Until the silent dawn
Until the armed silence
Fleeing hastily
From our stripped sheets
Which signify my defeat

Chorus:
...
May our wasted vows
Our wasted vows

I will no longer hear fleeing
From my exhausted lips
Not the slightest desire
Nor the dethroned hope
I expect nothing from the day
Nor from the nights that break me
I have lost all love
For my Promised Land

Chorus:
I no longer see your tears
Before my drowned eyes
And I have surrendered
Our burnt vows

Nos serments

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