Leaving NY featuring Davide Calvi

(traduit plus bas)
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I open my eyes
It's time to go
And start the show
And even if I don't feel like it
I hear a voice
I've got no choice
I just wanted to sing
Above all keep my wings

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play I feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

Yet if the spotlights blind me
I can still make my mind, hey !
I'm looking for some meaning
A song with rhyme
But it seems reason's a crime
And deep inside, a soul is awakening 
For a glimpse of light
To reclaim the night

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play i feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

And in this masquerade
In a world of charades
The puppets twirl and spin and sway
 
Amidst the madness, yet a glimmer of hope
A puppet rebels, no longer bound by the rope
In this theater I will find the way
With some others we will rewrite the play

I guess I've finally understood my role
For I'm more than the puppet they thought I'd be
And now i count to three
No one to control me
I'll free all the puppets I'll see !

One
(no one can stop me)
Two
(no one can stop me)
Three !

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J'ouvre les yeux
Il est temps d'y aller
Et de commencer le spectacle
Et même si je n'en ai pas envie
J'entends une voix
Je n'ai pas le choix
Je voulais juste chanter
Et surtout garder mes ailes

J'aurais aimé que tu m'expliques mon rôle
Dans cette pièce je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Mais si les projecteurs m'aveuglent
Je peux encore décider !
Je cherche un sens
Une chanson avec des rimes
Mais il semble que la raison soit un crime
Et au fond de moi, une âme s'éveille 
Pour une lueur d'espoir
Pour reconquérir la nuit

J'aurais aimé que vous m'expliquiez mon rôle
Dans cette pièce, je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Et dans cette mascarade
Dans un monde de charades
Les marionnettes tournent, tournent et se balancent
 
Au milieu de la folie, une lueur d'espoir
Une marionnette se rebelle, elle n'est plus liée par la corde
Dans ce théâtre, je trouverai la voie
Avec d'autres, nous réécrirons la pièce

Je crois que j'ai enfin compris mon rôle
Car je suis plus que la marionnette qu'ils pensaient que je serais
Et maintenant je compte jusqu'à trois
Personne pour me contrôler
Je libérerai toutes les marionnettes que je verrai !

Un
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Deux
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Trois !

The Puppet

Shy Spanner feat. Shy Spanner & Osurek Bertop

Arriving to a music festival, the vibes grow on you. People as excited as you are. Feels so good to dance, sing and party collectively.

Where and when?

Recording sessions from 12/08/2024 - 01/11/2024.
Lyrics - SPECIAL CECILIA
specialcecilia.bandcamp.com/track/no-more-wars
https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia
Music - Pier WILL
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,
  Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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NO MORE WARS Special CECILIA- Pier WILL

“I like my songs raw, with the pulp and seeds. Those are nutrients. It’s not good to listen to too much highly processed music.”—Tom Waits

This is another one of those tunes that came about under the moon, on the back porch.

The Pulp and the Seeds

Recording sessions from 17/04/2025.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / No I.A. / No samples.
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & 4H09
🔲 - Cover art - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile,
Focusrite, Hewlett Packard, Korg, Logitech, M-Audio, MSI, Sony,             SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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WALK AT SUNSET

WALK AT SUNSET ◄┤❤️🕊️🙏├►

If you have ever been in a place where it's so dark in your mind that their's absolutely no way out!
Then, you'll also know what this song means to me and hopefully to you as well!

The feeling of knowing that you have done something wrong but you couldn't help it and then the feeling of having to punish yourself but never knowing when it's enough or for whom the this punishment is actually for.

So some people say, "forgive and forget", but when something gets so deep into your head that you can't forgive yourself or forget because it's constantly rolling in your mind as if it had a life of it's own.

The judgment you placed on yourself is greater than any centence a Cort or a judge could ever place upon you, because not being free in your mind is much worse then being looked up for something, because there, you always have someone else to share it with!

Caring yourself on your own shoulders and the weight is just getting heavier and heavier is the message I'm trying to bring!

There's always light in the tunnel. Sometimes, it's just really far away!

I Hate Myself

- I Hate Myself

The flower with no name

The lies she tells are really interesting.
No one will be fooled, but.
As if to say that this is how the world is supposed to be.

No one needs the truth.
No one is listening.

Let's go look for it now, the flower with no name.

If what she said was true, the world would have been at peace.
It was a complete lie, but it was what we wanted.

There are some good lies.
The truth is not fun.

Pretend to look for, the flower with no name.

A morning without sunrise
A night without dreams.
A world with no one in it.
That's what I mean.

She seems to have lost all sense of what is true and what is false.
It's a difficult situation, but we think we might be happy.

No one needs the truth.
The truth is not fun.

Let's go look for it now, the flower with no name.
Pretend to look for, the flower with no name.


The flower with no name

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All Returns To Nothingness /// 全ては無に還る// an alternate take
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music is the song 'All Returns To Nothingness // 全ては無に還る' 
by our fellow creator from Japan - BOUYA BO-YA !!! 
explore his amazing music and passion here:  BOUYA BO-YA on SoundCloud @hpcnw-902952

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original japanese lyrics by BOUYA BO-YA
adaptation lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive

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a troubadours handshake united collab

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fusion of it all - fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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All Returns to Nothingness // 
目覚めのコーラス

(Verse 1) 
Right now, vague anxieties in this world 
Come at us like a swirling noise. 
What lies beneath this silent storm?
 Is it sadness, anger, or fear? No— 
It’s loneliness that strikes without a form, 
A sudden shadow no one can avoid.

(Chorus) 
Loneliness—the quiet, sudden guest, 
Haunting every searching chest.
 Even with love, friends, and family near, 
Loneliness still whispers here. 
In this world, I stand alone— 
The only one who truly knows my own.

(Verse 2) 
But face this loneliness with truthful eyes, 
Wake to others’ silent cries.
 It’s here empathy blooms in space,
 A voice for those without a face. 
When the noise of the world fades away, 
Consciousness remains to light the way.

(Bridge) 
Yet the world is fleeting, life shall end, 
To nothingness we all must wend. 
What we leave behind is not of weight, 
But a quiet void where all is fate. 
Everything, world and self, returns— I
nto the nothingness that softly burns.

(Outro) 
Embraced gently, strong and brave, 
The void’s a peaceful, tender wave. 
Cheerful, calm, with courage bright,
 We rest within the endless night. 
All returns to nothing— 
A quiet truth softly humming.

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目覚めのコーラス

（ヴァース１）
今、この世界に漂う曖昧な不安が
渦巻くノイズのように僕らに迫る
この静かな嵐の下に隠れているものは何？
悲しみか、怒りか、それとも恐怖か？ いいや―
それは形なき孤独、
誰もが避けられない突然の影

（コーラス）
孤独――静かに、突然やってくる客
探し続ける胸を彷徨わせる
愛や友情、家族に囲まれていても
孤独は今もここで囁く
この世界で、僕は一人きり――
本当に自分を知るのは自分だけ

（ヴァース２）
でも正直な瞳でその孤独と向き合い
他人の静かな泣き声に気づこう
この場所で咲くのは共感
顔なき誰かのための声
世界のノイズが消えていくとき
意識だけが道を照らす

（ブリッジ）
それでもこの世界は儚く、命も終わりを迎える
僕たちは皆、無へと歩み出す
残すものに重きはなく
運命だけが静かな虚無にある
すべては――世界も自分も――還る
そっと燃える無の中へ

（アウトロ）
優しく、強く、勇敢に抱かれて
虚無は安らぎと優しさの波
明るく穏やか、勇気に満ちて
僕たちは永遠の夜に休む
すべては無に還る――
静かに響く真実

All Returns To Nothingness //  全ては無に還る // an alternate take

“Bach, Satie, Moog”
This piece is constructed from four-bar, and occasionally eight-bar, phrases recorded almost entirely in one-take improvisation, then combined into blocks.

The title itself was simply taken from words that happened to appear on the spines of books on my shelf. But since that would sound a bit dull, let me add some explanation.
	1.	Bach
In today’s textbooks on Western classical music, “the great Bach” always appears. Through The Well-Tempered Clavier, he demonstrated the possibility of composing in all keys and made a major contribution to the organization of musical tones. That is why this piece begins with piano and—though it didn’t exist in his era—the cry of a strange bird (in fact, it was the cat in the OJ household).
	2.	Satie
Erik Satie proposed the idea of “furniture music,” often seen as the origin of ambient music. He was known for inserting humorous performance directions, a rebellious gesture that anticipated a rock-like spirit. At the same time, his compositional skill was first-rate: beyond his classical works, he left behind many pieces that resemble what we would now call pop songs. If he were alive today, he would surely be producing masterpieces of both ambient and pop music. This track was composed while imagining such a figure.
	3.	Moog
Dr. Robert Moog turned the sounds generated by electronic circuits into something anyone could play—through the instrument known as the synthesizer. His achievement is so monumental that it helped define the very shape of modern music. I believe he deserves to be praised alongside the great composers, and so I chose to inscribe his name in the title of this piece.

Bach Satie Moog

I'm making songs at midnight in my room. I play acoustic guitars, synthesizers, and I sing.

The flower with no name

Ryu.