Just Leave Me Alone Bitch

A cinematic western-folk requiem told in twelve parables — from desolation to communion, from dusk to dawn.
Harlan Crowe’s baritone carries the grit of the desert; Sora’s soprano carries its light.
The Spanish classical guitar is the road itself: steady, unbroken, eternal.

The Road to Galilee

Lyrics By: Paulo Sergio Carvalho

I've been walking down these empty streets,
Where your laughter used to be.
You said forever, now you're gone,
Tell me where did we go wrong?

I see the pictures on the wall,
Smiling faces, now they fall.
Did I lose you, did I break?
Or was it love that was a fake?

I want to feel what love is,
Girl, you promised forever.
Now you lost faith in me,
Was this all a game, girl?

I need to know what love is,
You need to show me, girl,
That you will love me forever,
Even when I'm not at my best.

Every road just leads to you,
But the signs are torn in two.
If I could turn back all the time,
Would you still be mine?

I hear your voice, it's getting faint,
Memories painted, starting to fade.
Tell me, baby, is this the end,
Or can we learn to love again?

I want to feel what love is,
Girl, you promised forever.
Now you lost faith in me,
Was this all a game, girl?

I need to know what love is,
You need to show me, girl,
That you will love me forever,
Even when I'm not at my best.

I know I made mistakes before,
But I won’t run, not anymore.
If there’s a chance to make this right,
I’d fight for you with all my life.

Tell me, girl, do you feel the same?
Do you still believe in my name?
If love is real, don’t let it die,
Take my hand and give us time.

If you walk away, take my heart,
Leave me broken, torn apart.
But if there's a chance, don’t let go,
Let me love you, let it grow.

I want to feel what love is,
I won’t give up, I won’t let go.
If there's still fire in your heart,
Baby, let it start to show.

I need to know what love is,
I’ll prove to you that love is real.
If you just give me one last chance,
I’ll never let you go again.
Tell me, girl, do you feel the same?
Or has love just slipped away?

Feel What Love Is (Revised)

Your shadow still sleeps on the empty bed,

But the warmth is gone, the fire is dead.

I reach for your hand in the midnight air,

But find only echoes that aren′t there.

The whiskey lies with a bitter taste,

A cruel reminder of love I chased.

The rain keeps beatin' on my window frame,

Each drop a prayer that calls your name.

The silence owns me, it cuts so deep,

A wound that wakes me when I should sleep.

No dawn will find me, no light will show,

Just a hollow heart that can′t let go.

The piano cries where the truth once lay,

Every note's a price I still pay.

The mirror breaks with a stranger's face,

A woman lost in an empty place.

If mercy lived, it would take me home,

But hope is a ghost, I walk alone.

I sing these blues to the endless sky,

Asking the night why love must die.

The silence owns me, it chains my soul,

Tears me apart, leaves nothing whole.

No dawn will heal me, no dream renew,

I′m buried alive in the loss of you



Nina Blaze - Where The Silence Sleeps / Lyrics

EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE - THE STORY SO FAR 2025/26
https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1384133/everywhere-and-nowhere-the-story-so-far.pdf

The lyrics of “I am eklektika” portray a life shaped by movement, learning, and reinvention, using the cello as a symbolic spine that carries the protagonist through shifting decades, continents, and cultural worlds. They tell the story of a Baby Boomer who never settled into one identity but instead evolved across eras—from analog beginnings to digital futures—absorbing each transformation as creative fuel. Berlin becomes the place where all these fragments finally cohere, allowing him to fuse classical roots, progressive imagination, and electronic experimentation into a personal artistic universe. The chorus frames identity not as something fixed but as something assembled from many lives, echoing the conceptual journeys of his albums—Futaria, Horizon IX, Mechanica Cellorum, Phronesis, The Fifth Season, The Nearness. Ultimately, the lyrics celebrate a person who has turned movement into meaning, experience into art, and time itself into a creative companion, living proof that reinvention is both a survival strategy and a form of beauty.

I AM EKLEKTIKA

[French]

[Couplet 1 – très doux, intime]
Dans l’ombre de la lune, je cherche ton visage,
Un souvenir qui tremble au bord de mes regrets.
La nuit respire encore ton dernier doux passage,
Et mon cœur se soulève, sans savoir où aller.

[Pré-refrain – crescendo léger]
Chaque souffle dans l’air murmure ton nom,
Comme un fragile serment perdu dans le vent.

[Refrain – large, passionné]
Reviens, ô lumière, brise mon silence noir,
Emporte mon âme vers l’éclat de ton espoir.
Dans ce ciel qui vacille, je t’appelle encore,
Toi, l’étoile qui guide mes nuits jusqu’à l’aurore.

[Couplet 2 – plus sombre, dramatique]
Je marche dans les ombres, prisonnier du délice
D’un amour qui s’enflamme, puis soudain disparaît.
Ton absence me hante comme un tendre supplice,
Un feu qui me dévore et jamais ne s’arrêtait.

[Pré-refrain – plus intense]
Ton souvenir me tient, m’enchaîne à son éclat,
Et ma voix, dans la nuit, ne chante que pour toi.

[Refrain – encore plus large et puissant]
Reviens, ô lumière, brise mon silence noir,
Emporte mon âme vers l’éclat de ton espoir.
Dans ce ciel qui vacille, je t’appelle encore,
Toi, l’étoile qui guide mes nuits jusqu’à l’aurore.

[Pont – tempête émotionnelle]
Si je tombe dans l’abîme, entends ma prière,
Chaque battement du cœur te réclame, te veut.
Même au bord de la nuit, même dans la poussière,
Je suivrai ton éclat, éternel, merveilleux.

[Refrain final – plus lent, fragile, apaisé]
Reviens, douce lumière, apaise mon cœur obscur,
Et porte mon âme vers un monde plus pur.
Dans le souffle du soir, je t’appelle encore,
Toi, l’étoile éternelle… ma nuit, mon aurore.

[English translation]

[Verse 1 – very soft, intimate]
In the shadow of the moon, I search for your face,
A trembling memory at the edge of my regrets.
The night still breathes your last gentle trace,
And my heart rises, not knowing where to go.

[Pre-Chorus – light crescendo]
Every breath in the air whispers your name,
Like a fragile promise lost in the wind.

[Chorus – broad, passionate]
Return, O light, break my silent night,
Carry my soul toward the glow of your hope.
In this wavering sky, I call to you again,
You, the star that guides my nights toward the dawn.

[Verse 2 – darker, dramatic]
I walk through the shadows, prisoner of the delight
Of a love that burns bright, then suddenly fades.
Your absence haunts me like a tender torment,
A fire devouring me that never stops.

[Pre-Chorus – more intense]
Your memory holds me, binds me to its gleam,
And my voice, in the night, sings only for you.

[Chorus – even broader and more powerful]
Return, O light, break my silent night,
Carry my soul toward the glow of your hope.
In this wavering sky, I call to you again,
You, the star that guides my nights toward the dawn.

[Bridge – emotional storm]
If I fall into the abyss, hear my prayer,
Every beat of my heart calls for you, longs for you.
Even at night’s edge, even in the dust,
I will follow your radiance, eternal, wondrous.

[Final Chorus – slower, fragile, at peace]
Return, gentle light, soothe my shadowed heart,
And carry my soul toward a purer world.
In the breath of evening, I call to you again,
You, the eternal star… my night, my dawn.

Dans l’ombre de la lune

This song is a stark and moving portrait of a family using the relentless rhythm of manual labor to build a barrier against an all-consuming grief. The narrative opens with the mending of a literal fence, a day's cost measured in tired muscles, but the chorus immediately reveals the true purpose of this constant busywork: it is a fragile defense against a pain they feel too weak to face. The "fences" they fix multiply—from roofs to hinges, to peeling doors—each chore a desperate attempt to hold their world together when a central piece, their daughter Cathy, has vanished from it.

The devastating core of the song is slowly revealed through spare, haunting details: Cathy was a "ray of sunshine" who was "hard to manage," and her departure was as quiet and final as a bus stopping outside their door. Her absence has rendered the children quiet and the parents silent, circling each other, unable to "break the ice." They are "attached to peeling doors" because focusing on a tangible, fixable problem is easier than confronting the unfixable void she left behind.

The song fades out on a cyclical and hopeless note, returning to the mended fence as if the entire painful journey has led them right back to the beginning of their avoidance. The final, repeated lament—"if only we could fix / the life we're living"—hangs in the air, a quiet testament to the truth that some ruptures are beyond any repair, no matter how many fences they build to try and contain the hurt.

Fixing Fences....we don't talk about Cathy

A Winter’s Night is a standalone piece and an early excerpt from a planned long-form album set in London and its surroundings around the early 19th century.
The music reflects stillness, cold, and quiet dignity — not as a story, but as an atmosphere.
It introduces the tonal and emotional world of the upcoming LP: restrained, human, and timeless.
Verse 1
The night lies still beneath the snow,
No sound remains, the winds grow low.
Cold stars above, so pale, so bright,
They guard the silence of this night.

Verse 2
The earth in rest, the sky so wide,
All restless hearts are laid aside.
In frozen air, in silver light,
I breathe the calm of winter’s night.

Bridge
O quiet hour, O gentle time,
Where grief and hope in peace align.
No word is lost, no tear in vain,
The night receives both joy and pain.

Verse 3
Soft shadows move where dreams remain,
Like distant bells, a tender strain.
I stand alone, yet not in fear,
For something warm is drawing near.

Finale
So let the night its vigil keep,
While waking souls learn how to sleep.
Till dawn shall rise in tender sight,
I rest within this winter’s night.

A Winters Night

Fly Me to the Moon

I wrote “Flights of the Cranes” after sitting with that strange, holy feeling you get when you watch something ancient move with absolute intelligence—without force, without ego, without fear.

This song is built around one line that kept repeating in me like a bell:
“The motion before fear.”
That place in us that moves before we panic… before we defend… before we distort love.

The verses look at the cranes as teachers—how they travel in rhythm, how they “decide” through the group, how harmony is demonstrated by the distance flown. It’s part awe, part question: Why am I here? And the answer keeps returning, sparse and suspended:
Because Love created me like itself, not out of fear.

Musically, the chorus is meant to feel dissonant, suspended, and devotional—like hovering in the air with them for a moment—until the post-chorus resolves into simple truth: the cranes fly on… the path is known.

If you’re listening while your own mind feels scattered, I hope this helps you remember the deeper navigation system inside you.

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Flight of the Cranes

Sleep
I want you to sleep
Very well
Tonight

Sleep
I want you to sleep
Very well
Tonight

Somnus Serenus
Benediction of Sleep
Somnus Serenus
Benediction of Sleep

Before the Night Closes
The Night Receives You
Before the Night Closes
The Night Receives You

Dream
I want you to dream
Very well
Tonight

Dream
I want you to dream
Very well
Tonight

Somnus Serenus
Benediction of Sleep
Somnus Serenus
Benediction of Sleep

Before the Night Closes
The Night Receives You
Before the Night Closes
The Night Receives You

Somnus Serenus

I am a music gardener.
I plant small musical ideas, take care of them, and let them grow in their own time.

Music is my passion and my way of expression.

I create my music using Bitwig Studio, Suno Studio, and sounds from Native Instruments and Nexus.
Since I don’t always have access to singers, I use Suno AI for vocals – not as a shortcut, but as a creative tool that helps my music breathe.

This is what Google says:
Rainer Sachs | Artist Profile
Rainer Sachs is a German music producer on SoundCloud specializing in genres such as Deep House, Melodic Techno, and Ambient. His tracks are characterized by atmospheric soundscapes and hypnotic rhythms.

Key Features of His Work:
Style: A blend of driving beats and emotional, expansive melodies.

Visuals: He frequently utilizes atmospheric cover art that complements the mood of his electronic productions.

Focus: Many of his releases aim for an immersive listening experience, suitable for both the club and for relaxation.

In addition to his focus on Deep House and Melodic Techno, there are several specific details regarding his work on SoundCloud:

Diversity of Formats: Alongside individual tracks, he regularly releases extended techno sets and mixes. These are often designed to create a continuous, hypnotic atmosphere.

Experimental Influences: His repertoire also spans genres such as Ambient, Experimental, and Electro-Acoustic. He enjoys experimenting with minimalist structures and vast soundscapes that lean toward a meditative character.

Artistic Profile: He operates as a classic independent creator. This means he uses SoundCloud primarily as a platform for direct engagement with the community and as a creative archive for his sonic experiments, remaining independent of major commercial label structures.

Network: He is well-connected within the SoundCloud community, particularly in groups specializing in electronic composition and ambient music.

A Winters Night

Rainer Sachs

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