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O Sol Raiou Padrinho Valdete Livrinho do Apocalipse

CCR cover of BAD MOON RISING

-I see the bad moon a-risin'
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin'
I see bad times today
Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I fear rivers over flowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise, alright
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
Well don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't come around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John C. Fogerty
Bad Moon Rising lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC

BAD MOON RISING-CCR COVER-LYRICS HERE

Bob Seger once told the New York Times that "Like A Rock was inspired partly by the end of a relationship that had lasted for 11 years. You wonder where all that time went? But beyond that, it expresses my feeling that the best years of my life may have been in my late teens with no special commitments and no career". This iconic tune was used in an advertising campaign for Chevrolet trucks that ran from 1991 - 2004, making it indelibly associated with the vehicles. The song helped sell a lot of Silverados, and is considered one of the best choices for an ad campaign in The History of Music. 'Like a Rock' was the Title song from the thirteenth studio album of same name by American singer-songwriter Bob Seger, released in 1986. My own version humbly presented here with all due respect and appreciation for yet another Bob Seger Sparkly Gem. Did it in my own way, featuring Nylon Strings and Tele Tones floating around in the background.
"Like A Rock"
Bog Seger 
Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I'd never felt that strong
Like a rock
I was eighteen
Didn't have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock
My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock
I was strong as I could be
Like a rock
Nothin' ever got to me
Like a rock
I was something to see
Like a rock
And I stood arrow-straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams
Twenty years now
Where'd they go?
Twenty years
I don't know
I sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they've gone
And sometimes late at night
Oh, when I'm bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
And I recall
I recall
Like a rock
Standin' arrow-straight
Like a rock
Chargin' from the gate
Like a rock
Carryin' the weight
Like a rock
Like a rock
The sun upon my skin
Like a rock
Hard against the wind
Like a rock
I see myself again
Like a rock
Oh, like a rock!

Sunny Beaches

Rock of Ages - Like a Rock Version

Like A Rock - Version

SOMEONE is Released now

Last Night You took me home to you
You said you just need some one to hold you 
We both knew what we needed tonight
Our souls are fused in the moonlight
sometimes you need someone to hold you 
someone to heal your pain
someone who can explain
someone to break your chain

Someone

SOMEONE

oze - sarracenia

Written by Luxstaff
Vocals, instruments and engineering by Luxstaff
Vocals and Sax - Jacques Anna

Shumei - Родимка

Cata035.Clotaire. Cavalcade

This song is part of the sailors EP: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

This Baron is not the son of the devil, he is the devil himself

Reviewed piano and vocals, doubled the double bass, good to go!

Lyrics:
I was walking in the streets of this empty town
Staying in the shadows, my feet close  to the ground
I couldn’t hear any of the city’s usual sounds
Only a faint whispering carried by the winds

I followed the strange murmur through the city’s dark mazes
I didn’t cross any living soul in these dead empty spaces
I was drawn by a rotten stench coming from nearby
And then I saw him cross the street with his clutch and his glass eye

I tried to turn around, he was already there 
He stared into my eyes said « Mon nom est Cimetière »
Tu étais à la terre, et tu reviens à la terre
Tu appartiens à Samedi

Some have angels by their side, I have the devil in my back
A devil with a yellow grin; a devil dressed in rags
A man of thousand faces with the breath of thousand corpses
And this moment I knew he would never let me out

I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière

Sailors

Le Baron

Written and performed by Hot Piece (Mel Tickle, Dan Cunningham, John-Henry Pajak, Ravi Gupta), recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Boulet

Home in the Water

Mark says,
"Making music with Rodolfo is always exciting and often a challenge, although I know we both find it stimulating, as we always aim to reach high and this post is no exception. This new song, started its gestation almost a year ago, instantly showed a lot of promise and since has been through many stages of exploration and rounds of problem-solving. The painfully blunt lyrics were initially inspired by a friend's brutal relationship break-up, but the final result is much heavier. I hope you find it moving rather than disturbing, I was trying to match the mood of Rod's deeply dramatic music."

Rodolfo says,
"I think it's a fantastic song and you've done an amazing job on both the story and the vocals, especially those tough lines. When I was writing it, I just felt like a modern blues with a techno vibe was taking shape. The final sound was defined by the story and those really dramatic, emotional lyrics. You might want to make it clear that it's a fictional story to avoid giving our friends heart attacks."

We appreciate all of the kind support that the Soundcloud community has given our collaborations. Thanks for listening and sharing your thoughts, Mark and Rodolfo

Now available on Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/5pfvPjop9XCJPrVL9a60U0

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix https://soundcloud.com/rplanes
Me - Vocals and lyrics

Moments of stress,
How did you deal with the rest?
All that is left of you and me,
Is wrecked.
How can we expect,
To go on when there’s nothing at all left?
 
…Left in the lurch,
You should have done more research.
I was truly never a safe bet for you…
For you could have made,
A much better match than you did with me.
 
Open your eyes,
I promise you won’t be surprised,
It’s been there before you,
All along, all of the way…
…Way before you had sensed,
That we had got it all so wrong by then.
 
Moments of stress,
All such a mess,
It’s anyone’s guess,
How it all went so wrong?
Moments of stress,
No more nor less,
Need I express,
How it all went so wrong?

Moments Of Stress - Continental Collision (by Rodolfo Planes/Mark J Bennett) on Spotify now

Lyrics and vocals: DelhyA https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181
Instrumental: HyLGZ22

Lyrics :
Pour une fois j’avais juste envie de faire un truc différent
Peut être plus marrant:
Je veux me la jouer façon « gazelle »
Sans,comme d habitude, « gammer » de plus belle.
Je ne suis pas la reine de la prose ni celle du slam
Mais j aimerais juste poser mes idées là.

J envie tous ceux qui ont des choses à dire
Qui ont tant de facilités à écrire le fond de leurs pensées…délavées ou exaltées.
Les miennes ont bien du Mal à se poser sur une feuille de papier
que je parte à l’aventure un dimanche
Ou à l Aube d une semaine pourtant pleine de belles promesses.
j en ai bien des soucis moi aussi
Mais Leur mise en mot est difficile.
Il est plus simple parfois de s’ allonger de ne rien faire que de les coucher sur du papier.
Est ce que ça sonnerait peut être mieux en anglais? C est une question que je me pose même si écrire dans cette langue m indispose…
Alors je glisse quelques mots comme ça pour faciliter ma prose…
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds « cool »,
Mais bien souvent rien de mon stylo ne coule.
Il me faudrait peut être l aide d un sorcier
Ou d un coup de baguette magique qui aiderait dame inspiration à se réveiller
Mais où vont ils bien chercher toutes leurs idées ?
Pendant que moi je me vide de toute substance… latente, redondante,ennuyante.

J envie tous ceux qui créent des chansons
Comme on fabrique des maisons
Qui en sortent des airs par million
qui osent étaler si « facilement » leur prose
Pendant que moi je ne peux rien faire à part… « getting bored ».

Tiens, je vais peut être activer la fonction dictée
En voilà une bonne idée!
Et chanter quelques da da da qui pourraient bien sonner
De quoi mettre un peu de sweet dans mes idées…

TRANSLATED:

For once I just wanted to do something different
Can be more funny:
I want to play it like a "gazelle"
Without, as usual, "gaming" more beautiful.
I am not the queen of prose or that of the slam
But I would just like to put my ideas there.
I envy all those who have things to say
Who have so much facility to write the bottom of their thoughts...washed out or exalted.
Mine have a hard time landing on a sheet of paper
That I'm going on an adventure on a Sunday
Or at the dawn of a week full of beautiful promises.
I have a lot of worries too
But their wording is difficult.
It is sometimes easier to lie down and do nothing than to lay them on paper.
Would it sound better in English? It's a question I ask myself even if writing in this language makes me unwell...
So I slip a few words like this to facilitate my prose...
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds "cool",
But often nothing from my pen flows.
I might need the help of a wizard
Or a magic wand that would help lady inspiration wake up
But where do they look for all their ideas?
While I empty myself of any substance... latent, redundant, boring.

I envy all those who create songs
How we make houses
Who come out of the airs by the million
Who dare to spread their prose so "easily"
While I can't do anything except... "getting bored".

Here, I may activate the dictation function
That's a good idea!
And sing some da da da that could sound well
Enough to put a little sweet in my ideas...

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D (with DelhyA)

Mixed/Mastered by Mariosyjp

LYRIC
I’m a foolish mortal
Standing at the portal
Of a heavenly night with you
You’re the rarest creature
Fine in every feature
Divine is a word that would do
In your description
But may I mention
I’m not as dumb as I may seem
I’m a foolish mortal
But I know this is a dream

This mortal fool here
Dropped out of school, dear
The hard knocks came too fast
Now my days I squander
As I roam and wander
Trying to escape my past
Wave if you see me
You wouldn’t want to be me
Nor would anyone else
I’m a foolish mortal
But I know this much about myself

I’m a simple guy
With simple tastes
And I don’t expect a lot 
At the end we all share similar fates
If you’ve figured out the plot 
We all rot!

I’m a foolish mortal
Good for a chortle
To gods and goddesses
That’s what we’re worth, friends
As our earth spins
And what a mess this is
Clowns and jesters
Crocodile wrestlers
Oh! we put on a show
But I’m just a foolish mortal
Good for a chortle 
Yeah a foolish mortal 
So… 
What do I know?

Foolish Mortal

Nerve Glide

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
https://soundcloud.com/woods_studio
Artis: https://soundcloud.com/spukschreibmaschine

Cows Free - Spukschreibmashine

The Song of Sacred Ground - Me As We 2024 Redux

He’s Started In Us · ANSIK

STARSIGN

℗ NOAH Ent.

Released on: 2024-02-07

Composer: 박안식
Lyricist: 박안식
Arranger: 박안식

He's Started In Us

I Start At The End

Lyrics

Forget that anything's wrong.
I find it hard to do, without you everything's gone. 
Try to pull myself back together.
But still I'm clouded by stormy weather.
Time won't make anything right.
I wish that I could hold you, hold you so tight.
The world can be so cold, but we knew that.
I'd trade my life for yours, if I could do that.

Momma sang. 
Me something beautiful. 
As I went to sleep. 
Unafraid. 
Waiting so patiently. 
Soon you'll see.
Momma sang. 
A voice I know so well. 
Come what may
Now awake.
Comfortably waiting to be. 
With you someday. 

Please momma please don't cry.
Give me one last kiss and hug me goodbye.
It'll be ok, I'm going to a better place.
With ladybugs and purple flowers everywhere.
I cant wait to see your face.
You've got to be strong, you're right where you belong. 
The clock will run out someday, and then with me you'll stay. 

Momma sang. 
Me something beautiful. 
As I went to sleep. 
Unafraid. 
Waiting so patiently. 
Soon you'll see.
Momma sang. 
A voice I know so well. 
Come what may
Now awake.
Comfortably waiting to be. 
With you someday. 

Momma sang. 
Me something beautiful. 
As I went to sleep. 
Unafraid. 
Waiting so patiently. 
Soon you'll see.
Momma sang. 
A voice I know so well. 
Come what may
Now awake.
Comfortably waiting to be. 
With you someday. 

February Rain

Voz Juliana e Gercila
instrumentos Gustavo e Guilherme

Mad Maria Brilhante - Nossa Senhora do Monte

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