So cool how the music brings out Frawstakwa's vocals to make this a great song.

I KNEW THROUGH TOUCH IF FROZEN & DUMB

Peace Through Suffering

Peace Through Suffering  [COtu + Belial Pelegrim]

POT TO PISS

Grooveclowd with Emilliano Cortez---Spanish Obsession

Another simple track 😎
Lyrics/Vocals by me
Music made in GarageBand

Thank you so much for listening! 🫶

Lyrics: 

I wrapped myself in self-pity
Heard a heavy ringing bell
Didn't think I could be unwrapped
Hidden walls that never fell..

So many layers of emotions
I knew I had to start
And when the first layer was removed
The rest began to fall apart..

Unwrap-app-ing  myself
Unwrap-app-ing myself

Now my soul is almost open
All the layers taken off
But I have left some walls
In case I don't have enough...

A new story will be written
New layers will come
But with an unwrapped soul
I can wrap myself with love...

Unwrap-app-ing myself
Unwrap-app-ing myself

Unwrap -app-Ing Myself  (Original)

New Visions

TRICK and TREAT

(Photo of Jesus' tomb, place of the resurrection of Jesus Christ in Jerusalem Israel)

Propitiation

Called in dismay
And you heard my pain
With you on my side
Who could be afraid?

Was about to fall
Then I heard your call
Your words of living truth
Will never pass away

[chorus]

He is my strength
And our redemption
Better to trust in Him
Than to trust in man

He is our hope
And our salvation
Better to trust in Him
Than to trust in man

Right hand exalted
Wrought with power
Everlasting mercy
endures today

His propitiation
Is our salvation
He is the gate
the righteous way

[chorus]

This is the day
The Lord has made
hearts are remade
In His holy name

Thank Lord Jesus
For He is good
And His mercy
Forever endures

Propitiation

This is how it’s done / FRAWSTAKWA & Paploviante
Lyrics and vocals written and performed by FRAWSTAKWA
@frawstakwa
https://soundcloud.com/tobedetermined-frawstakwa/this-is-how-its-done-160bpm
Paploviante: Music, Bass, other Instruments, Mix and Mastering

This is how it’s done (frawstakwa&Paploviante)

Trophy (Show Pony)- Fire Ark Radio Production

Trophy

Original by Dr. Feelgood 1975

Drums, bass, vocal & mix : little Man
Al other instruments : PdB Orchestra

She Does It Right ( Freestyle )

Frozenspuk

Atlantouch(wellgraysan&Tot.masa)
Dope fantastic guy,wellglaysan-https://soundcloud.com/graysandrowned
https://soundcloud.com/bakutoarchive/tracks
Thank U 4 listening from us both🙇🙇✨

Atlantouch w/ wellgraysan

Les chemins de nos vies sont souvent parsemés de questions.
The paths of our lives are often filled with questions.
Philippe SEGUINARD : Composer Arranger / Guitar / Bass
Régis GAUBERT : Arranger / Keyboard
Guillaume DULER : Songwriter / Singer

Lyrics
Au tournant de nos routes on laisse des visages
Des amitiés dissoutes ou parties en voyage
Il y a les heures qui tournent et le temps qui se fige
Des naufrages qu'on détourne mais qu'on garde en vestige

Tous les si j'avais su , et si , ou pourquoi pas
Interrogent nos vies à chacun de nos pas
Quand on se dépoussière on retient l'essentiel
Ça brille à la lumière juste un confidentiel

En détournant nos doutes on gomme des images
Des erreurs qu'on redoute comme un droit de passage
Y'a ce train qui s'en va et toi qui reste en gare
Le prochain est pour moi attention au départ

Tous les si j'avais su , et si , ou pourquoi pas
Interrogent nos vies à chacun de nos pas
La vie n'est qu'une seconde pas une minute à perdre
Faisons le tour du monde au risque de tout perdre

En parcourant les routes on voit des paysages
Des clichés qui s'ajoutent à nos maigres bagages
Ces années qui s'échouent qui ne reviendront pas
Autant de rendez vous où l'on n'était pas la

Tous les si j'avais su , et si , ou pourquoi pas
Interrogent nos vies à chacun de nos pas
Avant qu'elle ne s'achève vivons à l'heure d'été
Si le ciel n'est qu'un rêve rien qu'une absurdité

At the turning point of our paths, we leave behind faces
Friendships dissolved or gone on a journey
There are hours that pass and time that stands still
Shipwrecks that we turn away from but keep as relics

All the “if only I had known,” “what if,” and “why not”
Question our lives with every step we take
When we dust ourselves off, we remember what's essential
It shines in the light, just a secret

By turning away our doubts, we erase images
Mistakes we dread like a rite of passage
There's that train leaving and you staying at the station
The next one is for me, watch out for departure

All the “if only I had known,” “what if,” and “why not”
Question our lives with every step we take
Life is just a second, not a minute to lose
Let's travel around the world at the risk of losing everything

Traveling the roads, we see landscapes
Shot that add to our meager baggage
These years that are running out, that will never come back
So many appointments we didn't keep

All the “if only I had known,” “what if,” and “why not”
Question our lives with every step we take
Before it ends, let's live in summertime
If the sky is just a dream, nothing but absurdity
© Philippe SEGUINARD/Régis GAUBERT/Guillaume DULER Novemdre 2025

Tous les si j'avais su  TRANSLATED

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Wit me!

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

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COMPOSER - PRODUCER - MUSICIAN
I PLAY BASS GUITAR AND DRUMS
IN THE BAND „4NO1“
(ALL STYLES, SINCE 1992)

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