Name: Desiderium by Sabine Alexander
Duration: 6 min 6 s
Description: Original composition.....Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Just outstanding piano! Lovely moving piece!

@these-guitars-say-sorry Thank you so much!! 

me encantan las escalas de esta canción, muy clasica

Beautiful piano melody, refreshing music.

Really nice intro! I like this melody, chilling beat and flutes! Nice tune drums vould be little louder but composition is really nice. Skilled piano playing, this is interesting! Well done!

Really epic piano lines.  Interesting progression and melody throughout.

the piano is fireeeee, the mixing is also well done

@loydwick I appreciate your kind feedback very much, Thank you.

No one ever taught me any better
I won't mind if you leave
The reason I keep moving
Is the reason why I live
So I better c'mon

I was left alone shaking
Avoiding what I wanna do
I realized I'd been on my own
I live a legacy moving on
So I better c'mon

Nothing can stop me now
Yeah I better c'mon

The more we fight
The more we laugh
The more I push
The more she like it
Better off taking action
I'm fly for a reason
Yeah
So I better c'mon

Let's get it done right now
So we all can go home
Everybody come home
Everybody c'mon

The Reminder

Everybody C'mon

A song about finding love after years of trying

DIFFRENT LIGHT

Original composition.....Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Desiderium

With Ghosts

Oh, The forest is filled up with trees.
Theres no space for any buildings 
It would be a laugh,
If we built a small path.
For the people to pass on
And wave at their friends.
And litter and picnic and disturb the peace. 

You don't get to be proud of me.
No, you don't get to be proud of me.
You don't get to say, oh well done by the way,
You're better than the rest, you are passing some test. 
Which I created to try and trick you. 

The forest is dark, the forest is cold.
The forest is scary when you're all alone.
The forest's a waste. Oh Its not our place.
Stick to the path so we can try and get back home again. 

This forest has too many trees,
Theres no space for supermarkets.
Wouldn't it be great if we built one on it,
And got rid of these plants, and just sold underpants.
Till the earth was a barren desert forever. 

Someone to watch over me,
Oh, someone to watch over me.
Right here instead, of when I am dead, 
No interest in been Van Gogh or a worrying cough,
One day it won't turn out nice again like the other times. 

But The forest is green, the forest serene.
The forest has plenty of fruit we can eat.
The forest is great, the forest's our mate.
The forest's a place that we should call our home forever. 

You can't see the wood for the trees.
Your thoughts in the way of your peace,
You can't even relax, till you've performed your tasks.
You can't walk around happy till you have suffered greatly.
Oh and it will be that way for bloody ever.









The Forest

Haven't Seen The Sun

short and sweet friendly jam session in 2022
Saigon, Vietnam

https://youtu.be/dSwzlpY6gY4

jam 01 phòng này có thêm quý danh đủ chỗ chứa hong?

Going Home (See end for Credits)
Your eyes are fixed upon the window
my eyes are glued upon the door
guess we've come to this decision
a thousand times before
I know exactly how your feeling
but not exactly what it's for
yesterday's just like tomorrow
today we're back for more
And if I count the times I should have walked away
we're surely better off alone
today's tomorrow's are tomorrow's yesterdays
think I'm going home!
I wasn't built for disappointment
you wasn't made for all this pain
shall we book our next appointment
and start it all again?
And if I count the times I should have walked away
we're surely better off alone
today's tomorrow's are tomorrow's yesterdays
think I'm going home!
Your eyes still fixed upon the window
my eyes still glued upon the floor
yes we've come to this decision
a thousand times before

Andrew Smith: Songwriting, Vocals, Acoustic, Mix&Master
Josh Smith: Synth
Vitor Pegas (Purtugal) Electric Guitars, Strings, Synth
Jim (Windsor UK) Bass
Dean W (Australia) Drums

Going Home

Story
Ngoma Nlô
In ancient times, when the roads were made of red earth and the trees whispered secrets to the wind, there lived a sacred drum called Ngoma Nlô, the Talking Drum. It was no ordinary drum: carved from iroko wood and adorned with ancestral symbols, it had the power to carry messages between distant villages. Its sound was not just music, but language: each beat was a word, each rhythm an emotion.
The elders guarded it in the village of Ebong, and when a community needed help, advice, or a celebration, the drum spoke. Its echo crossed mountains, rivers, and jungles, carrying news, warnings, and blessings. It was the soul of communication, the spiritual heartbeat that united the people.

But one moonless night, a greedy stranger stole the drum. He took it far away, intending to sell it as mere art. At dawn, the villages awoke in silence. There were no songs, no answers. The mothers wept, the elders gathered, but without the drum, their words reached no one. The connection was broken.

For years, the communities lived in isolation, distrustful of one another. Traditions began to fade, like smoke in the wind. Until a boy named M'Boma, born in silence, dreamed of the drum. In his dream, the spirits showed him the way to where it was hidden.
Guided by the rhythm of his heart, M'Boma embarked on a journey through jungles and savannas. He found the drum in a forgotten cave, covered in dust but untouched. When he played it, the drum spoke again. Its voice awakened the ancestors, and its echo reunited the villages.

Now, each generation learns to read the rhythms of the drum. Not only to communicate, but to remember that tradition, like sound, lives on as long as it is shared. And that when the common voice is lost, the soul of the people is lost.

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Sonic Universe III

Ngoma Nlô IV

Lyrics by Bryan Steele.
Misheard lyrics by Anna Lock.
Produced by Analogue Revolution, Bryan Steele.
Lead vocals by Anna Lock.
Backing vocals by Wendy Drown, Anna Lock & Bryan Steele.
Edited by Anna Lock.
© 2018

This Is Me

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For the refreshment of the soul and the glory of God........My name is Alejandro González M. Born November 28   1970.  I am a  Self taught composer  from Xalapa, Veracruz, México,  and my   orquestra project   "Sabine Alexander".   
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