I just rewatched breaking bad 😂 perfect timing 👌

‘Jardin du passé’, which means garden of the past, talks about the ghosts of past love stories, lived halfway or to the fullest, dreamed or for real, leaving behind only the nostalgic memory of what was supposed to be the love of a life, but ended up revealing itself as being only a big fantasy.

In this song, Inyha evokes the often thin border between reality and imagination, passionate love and love for passion, unjustified nostalgia and memories we want to keep close to our heart.

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Written, recorded and produced by Inyha

Inyha - Voice, Piano, Glockenspiel, Synthesizers
Jimmy Deer - Mixing Engineer

Inyha Contact Info:
https://www.instagram.com/inyhamusic/
http://www.inyha.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLagoRX48FumzRA7rdo3PkA


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PAROLES :

Des tournesols un mois d’aout
dans ta voiture sur la route
un baiser, un sourire, tes histoires

Comme dans un rêve aveuglée
par ton charme, tes idées
j’étais folle amoureuse d’un fantôme

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Et de promesses d’une vie à deux

Tu es parti sans aucun bruit
Mais ton fantôme continue 
à me hanter inconnu par téléphone

Quand je réponds à mon tour
pas un mot de retour
O je demande juste une chose, c’est d’oublier

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Et les promesses dans le vent s’envolaient

Tu ne vaux pas la peine
d’un souvenir, d’un totem
dans mon grand jardin du passé.

Tu m’aimais bien jamais
Aujourd’hui, je le sais
Et ton fantôme a disparu
tout comme toi…

pouf

C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
et d’une terrible envie d’être insensée
C’est l’histoire d’un amour, d’un été
Mais il y a que moi qui vraiment y croyais.

Les tournesols de l’époque
ont fané depuis longtemps
ton sourire, tes baisers
sont oubliés.





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LYRICS:


GARDEN OF THE PAST

Sunflowers, in the month of August, 
in your car on the road.
A kiss, a smile, your stories 

Like in a dream
blinded by your charm, your ideas
I was crazily in love with a ghost. 

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
And of promises of a life together 

You left without a sound 
But your ghost continues 
to haunt me unknown by telephone 

When I answer on my end 
not a word back 
Oh, I just ask for one thing and that is to forget. 

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
And of promises that flew off with the wind.

You’re not worthy
of a memory, of a totem 
in my big garden of the past. 

You never really loved me 
Today, I know it
And your ghost has disappeared 
just like you…

puff

It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
and of the terrible desire to be unreasonable 
It’s the story of a love, of a summer 
but I was the only one, who really believed in it. 

The sunflowers from once upon a time 
have wilted long ago.
Your smile, your kisses
have been forgotten.

Jardin du passé

MIRAFLORES ( démo )

Never, never time
Slithering, serpentine
Always receding, forever fleeting
Is it a trick of the mind?

I will always love, love you
Ever always love, love you

But I am running, always running
Running, running out of time

Lie down, lie down in fields of gold
These memories, these dreams of old

I will always love, love you
Yes always love, love you
Ever always love, love you

Never, no never time
And oh my dear
How I want more time with you

Image by Sufjan 2C (Unsplash)

Never Time

Funk that Ship

Funk That Shit

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CONFITEOR

LightTheTourche

Vesuvius Inc 2025

Can I pay for your coffee?
I say I left my wallet in the car
I don't have a car
The way you move and the way you are
You look so sweet and the boys at the bar
Get nervous when you ask
"Can I pay for your beer?"
Well
You could have
But my demons already paid for it
You could have
But my demons already paid for it

[Prechorus]
And my best friend died
And my girlfriend cries

[Chorus]
When the whiskey takes over
And I do what I'm told
I am not that strong
And when I get older
I wanna see you there
My demons pay the beer
My demons pay the beer
My demons pay the beer

[Bridge]
You know what I mean
You know what I mean
You know what I mean

[Chorus]
When the whiskey takes over
And I do what I'm told
I am not that strong
And when I get older
I wanna see you there
My demons pay the beer
My demons pay the beer
My demons pay the beer

My demons pay the beer

The song is about the memories of my first love. I was sixteen, and we were together for only a couple of months, but I'm still rolling those days in my head.

Those days

✨ “Break Me Slow” is a duet about holding on when everything feels like it’s falling apart.
It’s raw, emotional, honest — the truth between two hearts that still try, even when it hurts.
If you know the feeling of loving someone too deeply to let go, this song is for you.

🎙️ Vocals: Kitka × David
🎹 Production: Ralf Moehwald
© 2025 KITKA – All Rights Reserved



Break Me Slow – Kitka x David

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Multi-genre independent artist with 28 years of experience. Creating melodies for 33!

Lost most of my life's work and gave up for a while. Now I continue to create using mainly FL Studio, Suno, Audacity.

Here you will also find some tracks made a very long time ago, using various methods.

I hope you'll find something you love!

Thank you for lending me your ears on yours and my own journey.

If you would like to see lyrics with some of the music please check out my YT Channel.
https://youtube.com/@peterblack.8?feature=shared

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