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Feel Fine

Link for the videoclip with lyrics: https://youtu.be/HTvp1fr6ytI

I started writing Know Me Better in June 2024, right after listening to Taylor Swift’s latest album, The Tortured Poets Department. I was deeply inspired by its simple yet catchy melodies, but more importantly, by the way she tells a story or conveys a message through her songs. I wanted to create something in that vein, so I sat down at the piano, and the melody came to me surprisingly fast. The lyrics followed just as naturally—Know Me Better felt like an instinctive expression.

With this song, I wanted to explore the theme of appearances and superficiality, especially as portrayed on social media. I wanted to question what it truly means to be understood… But from the first sketches to a fully realized track, the journey was long, and it took the collaboration of several amazing talents to bring it to life.

Once the song was written and produced (by the end of August), I started looking for the perfect singer—and that’s when I found Jaime Deraz. I can’t thank her enough for lending her incredible talent and giving the song its true voice.

Then, after recording Jaime’s stunning vocals, my friend Freddie from MTM Productions stepped in to professionally mix and master the track.

Jaime and Freddie, an enormous THANK YOU to both of you for bringing so much to this project—it wouldn’t have been the same without you!


Credits : 
Song written and produced by Richard Gonfrier
Lead singer : Jaime Deraz ( https://www.youtube.com/@jaimederaz )
Mix and Master : Freddie Maier from MTM Productions 
Video : Cottonbro Studio (pexels.com)
Cover Artwork : Richard Gonfrier
Copyright SACEM 2025 - All rights reserved


Know Me Better (Feat. Jaime Deraz)

The Sentience of Ants

Para escuchar la versión con Stewart MacLean  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodoras-song-feat-stewart-maclean
Para escuchar la  versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora
Para escuchar la versión en inglés con Martin T.  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora-feat-martin-t/comment-2344409538
Para escuchar la versión a capela con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora-dorita-ac

Verso 1
Al salir el sol siempre estaba ya en pie
Una prueba de lo dura que la vida fue
Su mundo ideal lo construyó 
A base de fe y dedicación.

Verso 2
Un fuego interior la impulsó a ser quien es
Una luchadora por su tierra y por su mies
Pero la suerte no le acompañó 
Cuando el amor despertó en su corazón.

Estribillo

Hoy Heliodora no puede evocar
Vivencias, recuerdos, la bruma los cubrió
pero el fulgor que brilla en su mirar
mantiene viva toda la pasión.


Verso 3
¡Cuánto trabajó por su entorno familiar!
A pesar de que no siempre consiguió acertar
Todo lo hizo con el corazón
Y pensando que era lo mejor.

Puente
En su cara está esculpida toda su labor
Las arrugas son las medallas que ganó
Su pelo, las cenizas del fuego que ardíó
Las ojeras, de todo lo que lloró.

Estribillo

Heliodora in Spanish

Verse 1
When the sun rose, she was always already standing.
A testament to how hard life was.
She built her ideal world
Based on faith and dedication.

Verse 2
An inner fire drove her to be who she is.
A fighter for her land and her harvest.
But luck wasn't on her side.
When love awoke in her heart.

Chorus

Today, Heliodora can't recall
Experiences and memories; the mist covered them,
but the glow that shines in her gaze
keeps all the passion alive.

Verse 3
She worked so hard for her family!
Although she didn't always get it right,
She did everything with her heart,
And thinking it was for the best.

Bridge
All her hard work is carved on her face.
The wrinkles are the medals she won.
Her hair, the ashes of the fire that burned.
The dark circles under her eyes, from all the tears she cried.

Chorus

Heliodora-Dorita (Feat. MV)

https://open.spotify.com/track/3rDPMQwJiXDNB4N2fT2dor

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise

Support the Artist

Father to Son

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

Gespensterwald (Ghostly Forest)

Streaming/Downloads: https://push.fm/fl/0oxdwh7f

In this intimate, dreamy and heart- breaking journey back into childhood, Inyha invites us into her most precious memories with her father, who left this world too soon.

This minimal yet thoroughly arranged French chanson feels as if the artist is sitting right beside us — with soft, whisper-like spoken words at times and dramatic passages that go straight to the bone.

Deeply emotional and authentic, with influences ranging from Charlotte Gainsbourg to Romy Schneider and Léo Ferré, this melancholic piece full of nostalgia does not leave the listener untouched.


////// Paroles (English translation hereunder )

La traversée
De l’herbe pleine de rosée 
Le matin
Dans notre grand jardin 
En tenant ta main
En tenant ta main
Avec ma petite main

La moto
Bleu ciel de l’autodrome 
Pour enfants
Après une journée de plage 
Les étés en Italie
Ces étés en Italie
Des jours heureux 
Épanouies

Et la lune
Qu’on cherchait ensemble
Si haut dans le ciel en hiver 
Et les étoiles brillaient
Et mon étoile dansait
Et ton étoile m’accompagnait

Et ces étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, les étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra

Le temps passe
Et ton visage s’efface 
Dans ma mémoire
Si loin, si loin
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
A peine 7 ans

Mon regard effrayé
Face à toi et tu me disais 
Tout blanc
Que je devrais pas avoir peur 
Que c’était toujours toi
Que c’était toujours toi
Mon papa, mon papa

Le lapin en papier
Qui était censé
Veiller sur toi
Le jours et nuits loin de moi 
Mais qui est revenu
sans espoir
Avant la fin des temps 
Avant la fin de ton temps

Mais je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra.


////// English translation:

Crossing Dew-laden grass
In the morning light 
In our big garden 
Holding your hand 
Holding your hand 
With my little hand

The sky-blue motorcycle 
At the children’s Autodrome
After a day at the beach 
Summers in Italy
Those summers in Italy 
Happy days
Full of joy

And the moon
We looked for together
So high in the winter sky
And the stars were shining bright 
My star was dancing
And your star was guiding me

And those stars up there speak to me 
And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again 
Yes, those stars up there speak to me And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again

Time goes by
And your face fades In my memory
So far, so far away
I was only a child
I was only a child 
Barely 7 years old

My frightened eyes
When I saw you and you said 
All pale
That I shouldn’t be afraid
That it was still you
That it was still you
My daddy, my daddy

The paper bunny
That was meant to
Watch over you
The days and nights away from me 
But it came back
Without any hope
Before the end of time 
Before the end of your time

But I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one day we’ll meet again
Yes, I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again.

Le lapin en papier

The latest in our Moon series ... the Herb Moon is one of the names for the July moon. 

All the words are by me, and the music and cover is by Andreas Pirner, @APi_ZZ

Herb Moon

For Tarot card no. 3 of the Major Arcana, I have tried to make a cross between a lullaby and a nocturne to musically express the Night Garden of the dreaming seeds of the Empress.

3. The Empress

A little tribute jam to some of my favourite 90s downtempo heroes; Nightmares on Wax, K&D, The Irresistible Force, Funki Porcini,
Jimpster, Bola etc. I wonder if there was a pirate radio station at the top of this tower block?

Father to Son

R.Ranger