LOST FROM BABYLON
«Рубікон»
acoustic guitar
2023© Гурт Lost from Babylon
Text -2025© AndriiHusak
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Боги Вавилону стоять на колінах! 
«Забуті в руїнах» - блукають в тінях.
«Забуті Богами» - руйнують бетон!
Безликі примари волають з вікон:

Ти щит мій останній, мій Рубікон!
Серед мертвих руїн!
Серед мертвих руїн!

Серед мертвих руїн, лунають мертві пісні,
Вавилонські  міста, що зникли в війні,
Небо стало ближче, серед тіней і стін,
квітучі сади не розірваних мін.

Ти щит мій останній, мій Рубікон!
Щит мій останній, мов Рубікон!
Серед мертвих руїн! 
 
Сада́ми війни́ — що забуті любовʼю,
блукаєм слідами забутих тіней.
На вежах  стяги , просо́тані кров’ю,
волають піснями згаслих людей:

Ти щит мій останній, мій Рубікон!
Щит мій останній, мов Рубікон!
Серед мертвих руїн!

РУБІКОН acoustic

I Slept in My Hoodie

На вухах: Друга ріка "Залишаю дім" 

Віра

Остання пісня про любов (Reworked 2025)

Contemporary blues fusion, folk influences, world music elements
Acoustic fingerpicking guitar, organic looping layers, vintage suitcase percussion, produced with AI

Weathered Hands

1000 українських сучасних пісень на моєму телеграм каналі- t.me/ukr_popsa

Сонце гріє, вітер віє

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DJ KARPAT - Журавлі

The Corner Still Breathes continues the Amherst story begun in Atkins Corner Hold, Amherst Wetlands Plea, and Amherst Election Anthem. After Archipelago Investments withdrew its plan for a 262-bedroom complex near Atkins Market, the town felt a quiet sigh of relief. This song reflects that moment — when the fields remain open, the wetlands endure, and Amherst remembers that real growth begins with listening. 



Verse 1
South of town where the brook winds slow,
Past Atkins Market's amber glow,
Three new towers once were drawn in line,
But the roots ran deep through oak and pine.

Verse 2
Neighbors gathered through the year,
Said the water's voice is clear,
Let the fields keep singing low,
Let the wetlands overflow.

Chorus
The corner still breathes, the maples still stand,
The plans rolled back by the will of the land.
No glass, no glare where the meadow bends,
Just soil and song, and the hope it sends.

Verse 3
On Monday came the letter brief,
Withdrawn design, a quiet relief.
The ink ran dry, the pages turned,
Another lesson Amherst learned.

Bridge
Build with care or not at all,
Hear the earth before you call.
Dreams can rise from humbler ground,
Where balance, not ambition, is found.

Final Chorus
The corner still breathes, the sky remains wide,
The wetlands whisper on the tide.
Amherst holds what Amherst knows,
That living land is what still grows.

Outro
Let this stand as promise made,
To guard the green, the quiet shade.
No need for towers to prove we've grown,
The heart of a town is the place it's sown.


The Corner Still Breathes

A haunting folk-ballad for truth-seekers and soul-listeners.

Fingerpicked guitar and ghostly harmonica weave through this singer-songwriter meditation on media, memory, and the wisdom of the earth. With vocals that tremble between grit and grace, “Trust the Heartbeat” invites listeners to tune out the noise and tune in to the pulse beneath it all.

From fading headlines to whispering trees, each verse unravels illusions and reclaims the compass of the heart. This is a song for those who walk with scars, listen with roots, and believe in the rhythm that never lies.

Trust the Heartbeat

Acoustic Version of the Single to be released on the 20th of November 
THE SECRET YOUTH - 1000 Reasons (I got a feeling)

Weathered Hands

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