https://open.spotify.com/track/2Xi6yaDTkJA2BWWtxIB3dk
https://youtu.be/n_vRTFvP-h8
https://music.apple.com/us/album/tomorrow-single/1793026339

Tomorrow

Asia moves her graceful body
while the small altars stand ready.
Young vestals return from the fields
with lavender stems on their heads

Corcyra anklets on their feet,
Shining bright in the sunlit street
Pizarre laid out on steps at dusk.
Muzzuni wrapped in silk scarves lush

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.

Ancient songs of courtship and love,
like an angel watering doves.
Candy to seal a new friendship,
As Asia softly meets my lips.

I breathe in the evening air
Echoes of old Aghlabite squares
Old couples speak in muted tones,
their phrases worn like ancient stones

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
like priestesses of Delphi’s shrine,
where wisdom flowed through sacred wine.

Iriteddu facitini amari,
chi ‘nni ficimu cumpari,
‘nzoccu avemu ,‘nni spartemu,
e mai ‘nni sciarriamu,
cumpari semu e cumpari ristamu,
quannu veni ‘a morti, ‘nni spartemu.

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
like priestesses of Delphi’s shrine,
where wisdom flowed through sacred wine.

U Muzzuni

We are the Animals

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mariposa-de-alas-blancas-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mariposa-de-alas-blancas-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mariposas-de-alas-blancas-voz-dazz-deva
Para escuchar la versión
MARIPOSA DE ALAS BLANCAS

Entraste en mi vida por sorpresa
con un beso que encendió mi rostro:
me convertí de pronto en tu presa
que acabaron de abatir tus ojos.

Buscaste el apoyo de mi brazo
como si lo hubieras hecho siempre:
compréndelo, pero en esos años,
no eras la moneda más corriente.

Estribillo

Mariposa de alas blancas
que vas sembrando en tu vuelo
la ternura y el consuelo
que a tu corazón le faltan
sin que apenas te des cuenta:
que Dios te otorgue la suerte
y el cariño suficiente
para cuando estés de vuelta.

Mariposa de alas blancas
que confiada recorres
el jardín lleno de flores
sin pensar en que una trampa
puede anidar tras su aroma:
desconfía de tu sombra
y de quien mucho te nombra
cuando vuelas viento en popa.

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Te advierto, y no quiero ser profeta,
que muchos no entenderán tu afecto:
tu corazón te ha de dar problemas
en un mundo tan cruel e infecto.

Escucha a este lobo solitario
porque necesita de tu aliento:
quiero matar ante ti el presagio
de que estoy cantando en el desierto.

BUTTERFLY WITH WHITE WINGS (For Aurora)

You came into my life by surprise
with a kiss that lit my face:
I suddenly became your prey
that have just cast your eyes.

You sought the support of my arm
as if you've always done it:
understand it, but in those years,
you were not the most common currency.

Chorus

White winged butterfly
what are you sowing on your flight
tenderness and consolation
that your heart is missing
without you hardly noticing:
may God grant you luck
and enough love
for when you're back.

White winged butterfly
how confidently you walk
the garden full of flowers
without thinking that a trap
can nest behind its scent:
distrust your shadow
and of whom many names you
when you fly smooth sailing.

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I warn you, and I don't want to be a prophet,
that many will not understand your affection:
your heart will give you problems
In a world so cruel and infected

Listen to this lone wolf
because it needs your encouragement:
I want to kill the omen before you
that I'm singing in the desert.

Chorus

Mariposa de alas blancas

What They Deserve .wav

This time we’re taking a different approach, focusing on Tom’s chest voice and music that fits the mood. "No Man’s Sky" is a mix of cosmic and intimate: it uses space imagery (void, stars, silence, infinity) to talk about inner or relational distance. It’s not necessarily a romantic relationship, it could be between two people, two friends, two souls. But the message is that even in the midst of emptiness and distance, there’s an unbreakable bond.
The “No Man’s Sky” here isn’t the video game, but a metaphor for a vast, boundless space where no one can live. Yet inside this “no man’s sky” there’s still a connection: two hearts beating or dreaming together, despite everything.
There’s strong melancholy (silence, coldness, broken stars), but also hidden hope: the idea that connection endures beyond distance.
It’s an atmospheric ballad, suspended between science fiction and the deepest human feeling.
We sincerely hope you enjoy it! Catch you in the comments, love you all!! 🫶

Released on major streaming platforms on October 10, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Just a tiny dot in space
like a star too far away
we are drifting in the dark
with an endless void between us

No man’s sky…
a silence all around us
No man’s sky…
cold and endless, wide apart
Yet our hearts still beat as one
in this no man’s sky

Lonely shadows in the night
fading voices, fading light
this distance never dies
it lingers in our souls
it won’t fade away

No man’s sky…
a sorrow hanging over us
No man’s sky…
empty heavens, broken stars
Yet our hearts still dream as one
in this no man’s sky

Even bound forever
we are unseen
just two distant sparks
in eternity
and still…
we remain…

No man’s sky…
an endless space between us
No man’s sky…
so far, yet never gone
No man’s sky…
we are one
in this no man’s sky

No Man's Sky

Rapture is a new collaboration between the Beating Edge and Joe Stroffolino, following the awesome 'Asteroids (The Original Was Better) (https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/asteroids-the-original-was). Joe wrote both the lyrics and the original music, while the Beating Edge rearranged and recorded it in a punchy rock style, adding driving guitars, strong rhythm, and dynamic choruses. Vocals feature Tom on lead, with Joe and Mary contributing both backing vocals and lead parts on certain verses and the bridge, creating a layered and energetic vocal texture.
The song explores the absurdity and irony of doomsday prophecies, the obsession with the rapture, and the endless cycle of believers and false prophets. It blends satirical storytelling with a critical eye on human behavior, delivering a mix of humor, intensity, and thought-provoking commentary through energetic rock arrangements.
Rapture is a track that engages both the mind and the ears, combining narrative, power, and fun in equal measure.
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino & The Beating Edge

Lyrics:

These prophets who say the world's gonna end and they set a specific date
And then when it doesn't happen, their followers still think they're great
The sun rises the next morning and people stumble out of bed
Disappointed that the rapture didn't happen and they're still alive instead of dead

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

They claim they have a direct line to God but there was a glitch in the connection
But now they're certain of the expiration date so they issue a correction
The shepherd guides the flock and tries to keep them safe from harm
But how many times can you cry wolf before people ignore your alarm

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Who cares about the environment if you think the world is gonna end
And you're convinced the second coming is right around the bend
So drill baby drill and chop down all the plants and trees
No need to spend money on curing terrible disease

In every generation throughout history, people were certain that the rapture would come
And they had followers willing to believe them as they fed them each a tiny crumb
In baseball you only get three strikes and then the umpire says you're out
But when it comes to doomsday prophecies, the true believers have no doubt

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Rapture

Lift your wings

Au-Delà du Jour

Another beautiful tune by https://soundcloud.com/kocosaur gained my rearranging mind: https://soundcloud.com/kocosaur/spiritbound 
Choirs and a celtic harp enhance the beautiful original track. Enjoy.

Tomorrow

R.Ranger