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www.korima.net
 
Korima's songs are written, performed, arranged, engineered, and produced by SuZanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).
https://soundcloud.com/candyside-arcade/white-sail-korima

White Sail

Introduction in English

Many of them were persecuted, oppressed, tortured or even murdered. 
But many of them escaped their perpetrators and potential butchers and emerged even stronger from these struggles for survival. 
And especially at a time when the tyrannical powers are raising their heads again, when a repressive right-wing shift is taking place all over the world, they are more important than ever;
In their unmistakable clarity, their healthy stubbornness, their intuitive knowledge to protect the all-encompassing love and vitality in the world from the destructive forces of fascist systems.
With my song I want to encourage all free spirits to show themselves even more and to go forward. And I want to encourage all listeners of this song to open up more to their own free-spirited side.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Free spirits

They never let themselves be bent
Never let any repression get them down

They have a keen sense
For what is real or just false adornment

They follow their own tracks
They tick according to their own clocks

They are with themselves and yet open-minded
They change and remain true to themselves

Often stand on their head
Don't like to swim with

Every ancient braid
Is sprayed with color
Until it burns out

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable

They dream with their eyes open
Make a thousand mistakes, seem to be no good

Are often still unrecognized, banished from the grill plate
Yet they sparkle beneath the sand  

They are often underestimated
Violated in their dignity
Abandoned in the forest by the mainstream
They wear orchids 
Can see in the dark
Can walk blind on clouds

Are outraged alive
Say out loud what bothers them

Are driven by love
For themselves, the humans and the world

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable
lay down in the light
lay down in the light
Lay
Down
In
The 
Lieght

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freigeister

Sie lassen sich niemals verbiegen
Von keiner Repression unterkriegen

Sie haben ein feines Gespür
Für das was echt ist oder nur falsche Zier

Sie folgen Ihren eigenen Spuren
Sie ticken nach Ihren eigenen Uhren

Sie sind bei sich und doch aufgeschlossen
Sie wandeln sich und bleiben sich treu

Stehen oft auf dem Kopf
Schwimmen ungerne mit

Jeder uralte Zopf
Wird mit Farbe besprüht
Bis er verglüht

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt

Sie träumen mit offenen Augen
Machen tausend Fehler, scheinen nichts zu taugen

Werden oft noch verkannt, vom Grillteller verbannt
Dennoch funkeln sie unter dem Sand  

Gerne werden sie unterschätzt
In ihrer Würde verletzt
Vom Mainstream im Wald ausgesetzt
Sie tragen Orchideen 
Können im Dunkeln sehen
Können auf Wolken blind gehen

Sind lebendig empört
Sagen laut, was sie stört

Sind von Liebe getrieben
Für sich, die Menschheit und die Welt

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In 
Das
Licht
Gelegt

Freigeister (Free Spirits)

The ones in dark corners
I am with you.
I sense your hush.
The ones of smoke and needles and bruises
who found glory
and saw how far a fall it is back down. 
The ones who hang around
when Main Street closes down.

The outcasts, the insane, the altered.
Each with a piece missing.
Invisible scars and otherwise.

A pact, a cult of the underground.
Where each path has it's inverse.
Where each feeling goes obscure.
Smoldering still from the impact of the world.
Cloaked in the darkness of night.
The only time we see what's real.

Words by Riley Robinson

Void of Blood and Rust

Vidéo :https://youtu.be/xdtHBwg182w

 Naufragé. (Translated after the French text )

Texte de Sanzen 
Chant : Liora
Musique : Alain Illos

Tel celui qu'on oublie,
que l'aube n'émeut plus.
Celui pour qui le soleil,
pâle, est devenu.
À travers sa ruine,
l'horizon semble un rêve.
Pour lui qui ne voit plus,
dont la voix affaiblie.
Celui qui disparait,
pour qui le temps n'est plus.
Quel appel, quel amour,
quelle terre pour lui ?
Toi qui voyage au pays des morts,
en quête de secrets, de lumière, d'espoir.
Quels mystères oubliés, pour quelle identité ?
De ta vie naufragée, qui pour se rappeler ?

Shipwrecked

Like the one we forget,
that dawn no longer moves.
The one for whom the sun,
has become pale.
Through his ruin,
the horizon seems a dream.
For him who can no longer see,
whose voice is weakened.
He who disappears,
for whom time is no more.
What a call, what love,
what land for him?
You who travel to the land of the dead,
in search of secrets, of light, of hope.
What forgotten mysteries, for what identity?
Who will remember your shipwrecked life?

Naufragé avec Liora

Cause I Want You

Mama

about getting it wrong.... demo of a Will Russell's track from the album ...and another thing. 

Trapped within You

Home ... ce n'est pas juste un lieu !..      It's not just a place  ! 
                                                                                                                   Composition et  Interprétation  Voix Piano  2015  ( Elena )                                                  
Arrangements et Production  2024 ( Pascal )
Thanks for listening with good headphones  🙂
Paroles ( Elena )  in English et traduction en Français 
Drowning out the lies
That I have seen
There's a single truth
I still believe in

Melting the darkness like starlight
Shining so bright in the night

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home to myself

Clouds have turned to grey
The skies we painted blue
As the thunder rolls
I think of you

Melting the cold in your sweet embrace
There is no storm I can't face

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home
And if the lights just go away
I won't fear 'cause your love will shine the way
That leads home to myself

En noyant les mensonges
Que j’au vus, 
Il y a une seule vérité 
En laquelle je crois toujours 

Qui fait fondre l’obscurité comme la lumière des étoiles 
Qui brille si fort dans la nuit .

Si jamais je m’égare
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même .

Les nuages ont fait devenir gris
Le ciel que nous avons peint en bleu .
Alors que le tonnerre gronde 
Je pense à toi 

Qui fait fondre le froid dans ta douce étreinte.
Il n’y a pas de tempête à laquelle je ne puisse faire face.

Si jamais je m’égare 
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même ,
Et si les lumières s’éteignent 
je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour éclairera la voie
Qui mène à moi même .

Home 🦋     ( Echosonica - Prod Pb )

Falling down

You lead a merry dance
Spin me round and round
'Til we all fall down
Falling down

And when I try to follow
I'm always falling down
My feet can't match the music
I feel like I'm a clown

Sometimes I catch your rhythm
I feel on solid ground
Then we all fall down
Falling down

You march to a different drummer
You hear a different sound
So we all fall down
Falling down

And when I try to follow
I'm always falling down
My feet can't match the music
I feel like I'm a clown

Out of Step

A Future Absence

Funny old world.  Whilst scrumping about on SC my travels took me to Michele's cloud where I alighted on his track as named above. Sharp intake of breath and a hurried message to Michele to ask if he might be so kind as to permit me to pen a few words to accompany it.  He graciously agreed.  Having nothing in mind at the time I hastily back-pedalled and explained that it might be best if he didn't hold his breath....next day I listened again and Mr Spotty Book called over Mr Pen for a chat.  What followed in the next hour or so is somewhat blurred.  I always try to read a text in one take, for integrity's sake.  This was my fourth attempt and the only one I managed to complete.  

I decided to quit while I was ahead.

Thank you, Michele, for the warm nostalgic smile infused in this wonderful music of yours, and for the (unexpectedly moist) journey upon which it took me.

Find Michele's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani
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All the old little things we have lost

Of course, you know, Dad, that some stuff doesn’t work too well these days.
I’ll forget odd bits and bobs, like, maybe having lunch or doing promised jobs
Blimey, even birthdays on occasion slip the mind
As today’s neurons disconnect, recall’s evasion of my yesterdays so to find.
I actually forgot why I came into this room in the first place
Stood a while, cast about, then saw your face
Your smile leaping out from the old photo there
Engendered mine, returned, locked in loving stare
And propelled me back to play in those monochrome years
You know, our old box brownie’s still tucked away in the cupboard under the stairs.

Remember how it was, Dad,  how we lived, things we had?
Thrupenny bits and ha’pennies and bikes with hard rubber wheels
Plastic shoes and sock holes darned
Sparse but regular high carb, high fat meals
Never did us any harm
Hand-me-downs all around, we craved the latest style
Segs in shoes and outside loos
A homely fireplace, though just the one
We’d huddle round, our toasting forks with crumpets on, and laughing all the while

So I won’t forget all the old little things we have lost
Things so casually into history’s family album tossed
But neither have I lost my tendency to tears, welling soft
From the broken heart that burned for you, 
Then split apart and turned to frost
That day you died, just fifty two, so very young.
Who’d have thought that all those old little things
Would fill the font of memory springs 
From which this tearful smile of mine has sprung.

All the old little things we have lost: some words set to the music of Michele Ansani

In the wake of this tragedy the sun still rises over the City Of Angels. Peace and love to all affected and may recovery be swift to revamp this historic city.

Sun Rose Over The City Of Angels

Pour Them Drinks

I'm very pleased to share our first collaboration with the talented pianist Vicenzo Piano. I hope you enjoy this beautiful piano and orchestral piece!
https://soundcloud.com/vicenzopiano
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArJWBJ3_olE
Composition & piano performance: Vicenzo Piano
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

Vals De La Luz

Here’s a side project that our friend Brian Young (Wull) composed, performed the music and produced. A few years back Brian asked us if we would add vocals and Nat and I came up with this recording. Brian later released a modified version. We wanted to keep this version as well and hope you’ll enjoy it. Our thanks to Brian for inviting us into this beautiful composition that features his terrific guitar work to which we greatly enjoyed singing along. The words were authored by “NewBeginnings” (Jimmy Osborne) DUPoetry.com, but you’ll hear some minor changes made to best fit with Brian’s music.
Cover art based on a photo by Jeffry S.S. (Pixels) and banner art based on a photo by TotumRevolution (Pixabay).

I know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Jimmy Osborne

Standing in the pouring rain
Soaked to the bone in sorrow,
I met a fellow mourner’s pain,
Along this road to no tomorrow.

She was drowning in defeat,
She braced this raging storm alone,
But she had the cutest little tweet,
I knew I had to take her home.

So, I took that bird beneath my wing,
And nursed her back to perfect health,
Then, one day I heard that angel sing
Perched so bravely upon her shelf.

Her wings no longer wet and cold,
Her broken heart no longer cried, 
With feathers no longer too stiff to turn,
I asked that beautiful bird to fly.

Underneath the misty glow of streetlamps,
Kissed by the lovelight in her eyes,
We lay locked within this fleeting dance,
Until the peeking sun began to rise.

With a final glance, and a simple kiss
We said our last goodbye…
Forever planted on her gentle lips,
Beneath that vibrant crimson sky.

The Caged Bird Sings

The Caged Bird Sings (with Wull)

I've found this interesting instrumental/dub on the soundcloudpage of Llanpsych: 

https://soundcloud.com/llanpsych/pinto-riddim?si=cc966ee163f142a18e00fc9c7b393e51&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
... and i began to sing..
Lyrics: Dub double and twice (collab Llanpsych)  

Don’t know what she’s thinking
Don't know what she’s hiding
She don’t talk a lot
She looks really hot

She is so mysterious 
That’s what you like, i guess 
Don’t wanna fall in love,
To late you are a mess

She is very clever
She don’t tell her secrets 
Her recipe for succes
She wants more, don’t settle for any less

Anything she wants 
She wants it  double and twice

dub double and twice (collab Llanpsych)

Too late for a new era 
Too late for a new era 💥💥💥⚘💥💥💥❤⭐

My Idea ✅.mp3

This is a love song. A song that was brought to life from a broken heart. We've all been there...no?
I hope you enjoy! ;)

LYRICS(SPANISH) 
Que de malo en mi, no siento nada, 
no siento nada desde que te fuiste, no siento nada

Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios, 
mi alma sangra, mia alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, la intimidad, extraño la intimidad

Mi alma sangra mi alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, extraño lo que tuvimos huntos 
Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios 
Lo que tuvimos huntos,
No siento nada…

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

What's wrong with me, I don't feel anything, 
I haven't felt since you left, I haven't felt anything

Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips, 
my soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss the intimacy, I miss the intimacy

My soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss, I miss being together with you
Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips 
What we had together,
I don't feel anything...

Nada

Vocals; https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

Rap; https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

Production; https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Here's a collab with SoundCloud legends Special Cecilia and IPG1.


Cover art created with https://www.canva.com/

Special Cecilia x IPG1 x RiZLiX - Good Vibe Riddem

Vocals (Composition, Arrangement &amp; Performance): @elpiverse
Two Guitars (Composition, Arrangement &amp; Performance): Counterworlds Voltage
Mix &amp; Mastering: @elpiverse
Production: Counterworlds Voltage &amp; @elpiverse
Artwork: @elpiverse
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Medusa

Close Circle—I’m Keeping Score----Lyrics

(Verse1)
Altered time cycles,—
Will we ever be whole again 
why so many different Bibles? 
It’s a battle for the soul, till the end 
one unit, sect, —-culture, tribe 
so many distractions,—- let’s pretend
that time was on our side 
same message, same word, being resend 
Over and over again

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
To the very end,—-to the very end
We learn and educate,—-from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup,—-before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop,—-who is the source that pours 
where does it come from? Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, don’t answer —the mystery can wait
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up,—-if you believe, 
learn, retain, retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?——why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)
Search for more knowledge—- tempt me, ——but I need what I want. 
Where can the answers to the questions be?
The right question to prompt
cups fill, or empty ——another sip, lesson learned 
mind occupied——- close circle 
we learn what you taught us
But I have to know more, the desire, burns, 
don’t know what’s needed but I certainly want more
Give me a different drink please, because I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score —————
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score

(Chorus)
To the very end, 
We learn and educate, from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup, before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop who is the source that pours 
where does it come from?——Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, we done won —the mystery can wait 
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up if you believe, learn, retain retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?

——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
We learn and educate…
Extra: why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)

I'm Keeping Score

💺✈🚥🦾🕹⁂© All Rights Reserved 01-2025
©Lyricist, Mixer, Mastering, Creator, Pro Licensed: Lady ElectroTrek
*** 
TITLE: SKYWAYS & CIRCUITS
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LYRICS: 
(Verse 1)
Flying high above the sky light glow...
Circuits buzzing let the data flow.
Chromed-out wings in a metal sky.
Robotic heart, but I still get high.

(Verse 2)
City lights below in polka dots.
Skyscrapers dance, while the engine talks.
Navigating through a web of dreams...
Connectivity reigns supreme.

(Chorus)
Skyways taking us to places unknown.
Digital hearts beat in a synchronized tone.
Living wires and electric sighs.
Today we're soaring through the endless skies.

(Bridge)
Mechanical voices speak in code.
Binary hearts take the rhythmic road.
Together in this techno flight...
We light the stars up in the night!

(Verse 3)
Echoes of the future in my mind.
Jetstream visions intertwine.
Through the cosmos our love flows.
Robotic, yet the passion grows.

(Chorus)
Skyways taking us to places unknown.
Digital hearts beat in a synchronized tone.
Living wires and electric sighs.
Today, we're soaring through the endless skies.

(Outro) Oh, oh, ooh, we fly above it all, because society's transformation made us answer the cosmic call.

Robotic Travel Reigns

Skyways & Circumstances

Skyways & Circuits

This is a track created by RiZLiX called "Anything Goes" with my guitar playing added to it. Thanks to IPG1, FRAWSTAKWA and RiZLiX for welcoming this recording.

RiZLiX featured the legendary vocalists IPG1 and FRAWSTAKWA in its work.
The original sound source for this track is below.

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/ipg1-x-frawstakwa-x-rizlix-anything-goes?si=49dd5edb56dc4d3b8365d78903231471&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Anything Goes Vocals 106 BPM
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/anything-goes-vocals-106-bpm?si=305926b2ac484229a750cdd8d3d7cd52&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Frawstakwa – Stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/stbb-110bpm-frawstakwapella?si=10cfff4bf183400abfc314c04624d7f4&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I recommend that anyone learning to play the guitar listen to this piece over and over again, playing the Gm/B♭pentatonic scale in various ways, and trying to find a phrase that you like.

The volume adjustment during mixdown is optimized for the environment when using the earphones that come with the iPhone. If you feel that the volume of the guitar playing in this work is low, please use earphones and check the volume balance of this recording. It seems that earphones other than those that came with the iPhone do not have any problems. When using an Android device and when connecting an audio interface to a PC, I connected inexpensive earphones and confirmed that the guitar volume can be heard at a roughly appropriate balance.

There is another way. I have embedded a SoundCloud player on my blog to introduce my works, but I noticed that this work sounds harder (mid-high tones are clearer) than when played directly in the browser. If the guitar volume seems low or the sound quality sounds cloudy, please open the following and play this recording with the SoundCloud player embedded there.
https://junzo.seesaa.net/article/509999749.html?1738554041

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IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/tracks
FRAWSTAKWA 
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/tracks
RiZLiX
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/tracks

IPG1 X FRAWSTAKWA X RiZLiX - Anything Goes - ft.JUNZO on electric guitar

Making My Way

SEE By Zitou Itou + Hansohioma + Wildsilences

Hope - Music & Lyrics by MJ-Brewer, Music by TexMex Shaman, Music/Vocal Design & Arrangement by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | YT VID

YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qXb0RfnkTI&list=PLAj4QK9fs02a2N3tcglhgXj9zYHkZ1RBQ&index=76

Lead Guitar, Mandolin, Arrangement, Mix & Mastering - TexMex Shaman
Rhythm Guitar, Composition, Arrangement & Lyrics - MJ-Brewer
Music/Vocal Design & Arrangement (All lead & backing harmonies) - REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 
Cover Art Design: AI Generated by MJ-Brewer | Additional Graphics REKHA- IYERN [Fe]
Lyric Video by TexMex Shaman Coming Soon on YT: 

Hope - Music & Lyrics by Mark Jackson

Well I hope someday that you know how it feels to be lost going nowhere
Well I hope someday that you know how it feels to see the people stare
I’ve been stripped of my pride, my heart opened wide
Lord knows what’s inside but Ihope someday to find it
I must confess, I’ve been so stressed, my life is a mess 
You know I don’t even seem to mind it

Well I hope someday somebody comes to save me, but I doubt they ever will
I hope someday somebody comes to save me, just take me away from here
I shouldn’t lie it’s so hard to try to say goodbye you know everybody needs a friend
It’s a crazy thing what the bad times can bring, a birds broken wings, it’ll never fly again

Well I hope someday that people will say that I did I did my very best
I hope someday that people will say I always, I always seem to make them laugh
Through sickness and health, poor times and wealth, each hand that I’m dealt, I always try to stay the same. Through thick and through thin I bounce back again, I lose then I win, and I’m always ready to play the game

Oh yeah, hoping things will be fine someday
Hoping things will be fine someday
Hoping things will be fine someday



Hope-final-master021225

Hope

Hope - Music & Lyrics/MJ-Brewer, Music/TexMex Shaman, Music/Vocal Arrangement/REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Sharp Edges (open invitation for a collab from IPG1) 
IPG1 & Paploviante
Original Vocals from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sharp-edges-rap-vox-94-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
Paploviante: E-Bass, Mix, Mastering and Music Composition

Sharp Edges-IPG1 and Paploviante

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

at the disco
goin’ all the way
with a speedball
on an empty day

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder if i stopped now

crooked halo
all you’ve got today
your dependents
better back away

i wonder if i stopped my cryin’
i wonder who i’d be now

in the moonlight
goin’ all the way
to the river
gonna watch for day

i wonder if i stop my crying’
i wonder what i’d see now

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Thanks to Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, Jacques DiCroce, Janine Levinson, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for encouragement and the fine tooth comb.

Pity Party

Vocals and Lyrics - Ten De Vils
Composition - Uli Stonedigger

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/destiny original instrumental version

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

Destiny - Ten De Vils mix

Hello .  Thank you for your visit . I'm just a modest amateur.  Trying to do emotional music.  Sometimes personal compositions and I also like doing instrumental arrangements and mixing-mastering for collaborations.  Always with heart. Without Ai here for posts (except for some reposts) Hope enjoy your listening.   Pascal :)

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