Name: Баллада о королевском бутерброде by R.Ranger
Duration: 2 min 46 s
Description: https://open.spotify.com/track/2AxSqpK2D54K24pWWQ773S

This song was originally written for you, the audience, the Fans. But now I realize it was the Lord speaking to me. Enjoy! 

This Moment

China Shop

Encounter With The Creature

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-ac

NO QUIERO VERTE

Somos como dos pajarillos
viviendo en un plácido nido...
sin apenas conocerse;
somos unos desconocidos
jugando a cambiar de camino…
con el riesgo de perderse.

Y es que somos a la vez
carne y uña, risa y llanto:
dos que no se pueden ver...
¡pero que se quieren tanto!

Estribillo

No quiero verte porque sé que te adoro
no quiero verte porque sé que luego lloro
y no puedo estar sin ti;
te diría que te quiero como un loco...
pero sé que en tu vida yo no soy
ese amor que sabe a poco
y prefiero estar sin ti.

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Somos como dos enemigos
luchando en eterno conflicto…
pero que no han de matarse;
somos todavía dos niños
buscando el juguete perdido…
y es hora de despertarse.

Y es que somos a la vez
mar y arena, nieve y menta:
algo que no puede ser...
¡si primero no se intenta!

Estribillo

I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU

We are like two little birds
living in a placid nest ...
without hardly knowing each other;
we are strangers
playing to change the way ...
at the risk of getting lost.

And it is that we are at the same time
flesh and nail, laughter and crying:
two that cannot be seen ...
But they love each other so much!

Chorus

I don't want to see you because I know that I adore you
I don't want to see you because I know that I cry later
And I can't be without you
I would tell you that I love you like crazy ...
but I know that in your life I am not
that love that knows little
And I'd rather be without you

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We are like two enemies
fighting in eternal conflict ...
but they are not to be killed;
we are still two children
looking for the lost toy ...
And it's time to wake up

And it is that we are at the same time
sea and sand, snow and mint:
something that can't be ...
If you don't try first!

Chorus

No quiero verte (Feat. Martin T.)

https://open.spotify.com/track/2AxSqpK2D54K24pWWQ773S

Баллада о королевском бутерброде

Prod. @user-636406606
For more beats: check out https://www.beatstars.com/sinkingslowly

[Intro]
(Laugh)
That’s creepy

[Chorus]
Let’s keep going, let’s keep growing, let’s keep blowing, oh, I can do it better
Whiskey coded, Skinny Kodak, they don’t know it, oh, I can do it better
Jet-ski rolling, A. Ski glowing, broski flowing, think he can do it better
Nah, nah

[Verse 1]
On and on and on and on (I just keep on laughing)
How it’s possible? (They think that they good at rapping)

In the kitchen, cooking, breaking dishes, way too ambitious, body, rhymes too delicious
Now you know that I’m vicious
But I’m also too precious
Let it go, got no issues
Shit gets too superstitious, uh

[Chorus]
Let’s keep going, let’s keep growing, let’s keep blowing, oh, I can do it better
Whiskey coded, Skinny Kodak, they don’t know it, oh, I can do it better
Jet-ski rolling, A. Ski glowing, broski flowing, think he can do it better
Nah, nah

[Verse 2]
Honey, honey, honey, do you got some money?
You ain’t got some money, you gotta ask me, honey
It’s not like I’m against, I think you should’ve guessed
You treat me way too bad, I’m not even your friend

They about to pull up
Be like «Skinny, wassup
Heard that you hiding some, got that breast and that butt»

Then I say I go home
And I’m leaving alone
If you think that I’m caught
Motherfucker, you dumb

[Chorus]
Let’s keep going, let’s keep growing, let’s keep blowing, oh, I can do it better
Whiskey coded, Skinny Kodak, they don’t know it, oh, I can do it better
Jet-ski rolling, A. Ski glowing, broski flowing, think he can do it better

[Outro]
He can do it better?
Nah, he can’t do it better

Credits: Anastasia Kolosova, Caleb MacLeod

I Can Do It Better (Prod. CLEOD)

A slow-burning cold wave track blending haunting synths, minimal rhythms, and a deep sense of longing.
"I Find the Way" drifts through midnight thoughts and faded memories, searching for connection in the shadows.

Produced at 120 BPM, yet unfolding like a dream at 60 — for night drives, lonely rooms, and late hours where silence speaks loudest.

Best experienced with headphones... and blue lights.

Find The Way

Find the Way - KRT Production

Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/recuerdos-de-africa-ac
Para escuchar la versión instrumental original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/recuerdos-de-africa
Para escuchar el boceto original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/boceto-cine-4

RECUERDOS DE ÁFRICA

Pies descalzos en la arena 
que arde como el fuego;
un tambor calmado suena
e invita al sosiego;
en el cielo brilla el sol
y su luz tiene especial resplandor.

Niños ríen en su juego
con mirada sabia;
un anciano grita el ruego
con dolor y rabia;
poco a poco entendí
la vida allí.

Estribillo

África, sueño que no se olvida
África, llena de luz y de vida
al sentir tu latir ya resuena tu voz.

África, madre que ve con tristeza
África, cómo esquilman su riqueza
y se van sin dejar más que desolación. 

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Aunque hoy estoy ausente
no me fui del todo
en mi piel está presente
tu dorado polvo
un susurro que jamás
se va a borrar.

Estribillo

MEMORIES OF AFRICA

Bare feet on the sand
that burns like fire;
a calm drum beats
and invites calm;
the sun shines in the sky
and its light has a special brilliance.

Children laugh in their game
with wise eyes;
an old man cries out his prayer
with pain and rage;
little by little I understood
life there.

Chorus

Africa, a dream that is not forgotten
Africa, full of light and life
when I feel your heartbeat, your voice already resonates.

Africa, a mother who watches with sadness
Africa, how they plunder her wealth
and leave, leaving nothing but desolation.

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Although I am absent today,
I am not completely gone
on my skin is present
your golden dust
a whisper that will never
be erased.

Chorus

Recuerdos de África

https://open.spotify.com/track/7AUuA4AMzLQah9lNYrUQoJ
“Roger’s Thesaurus” brings Brian Bilston’s witty and playful poem to life through music. With bright instrumentation and a touch of irony, the track turns the clever wordplay into a lively sonic journey - where language itself becomes rhythm and melody. It’s equal parts humorous, inventive, and thought-provoking, perfect for fans of spoken word and experimental pop.

Roger’s Thesaurus

Still, not all the way happy with the top end of this one. But I'll get it. Thanks, fam, for all your support. I'm so grateful, AP 💯👊🏾🫵🏾

Баллада о королевском бутерброде

R.Ranger

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