堀江淳cover メモリーグラス、、、ともぞう(tomozo)

Ya already know I’m sick with that fascination
Born feverishly anxious by nature
Gotta have this conversation
Self reflected observation

From wake time 
To waste time
To work time
Til break time
There’s time 
It takes time to make time

Wait in line watching strangers stare they talk blindly in their hands
Amid dim blue ghosts remotely catch a Karen emote
Wow the air here has gotten stale
While we aimless wander ponder as numbered fodder unprepared to take back the time it’s cost we’ve lost that we’d been wasting there

(Chorus)

Stumbling towards the future missing wishing towards for the past
Gaze into the mirror best brace yourself then ask:
If time wastes time a crime constructed of this mind then why, 
Should any of us try our fate by taking time just to make time?

(Chorus)

Now gazing back at the minutes amassed count each granule through the glass 
When the moment aligns with a rhythm sublime 
Pulsing pleasure of this painful dance 
Still we aimless wander ponder numbered fodder unprepared 
To take back the time its cost we’ve lost that we’d been wasting there 

(Chorus)

Timely, funkily

Inspired by techno and trance music. Dedicated to my cat who passed away. 

Bear Tech(The Flight Of Beerus)

Song

Dreamy, sharp and chunky rhythm! Great for closing a DJ set! 

Kiss it!

Para escuchar el boceto original   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/boceto-cine-4
Para escuchar la versión con MV https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/430680bb-397e-4fb7-a057-6355962adcdd
Para escuchar el boceto más elaborado  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/recuerdos-de-africa

RECUERDOS DE ÁFRICA

Pies descalzos en la arena 
que arde como el fuego;
un tambor calmado suena
e invita al sosiego;
en el cielo brilla el sol
y su luz tiene especial resplandor.

Niños ríen en su juego
con mirada sabia;
un anciano grita el ruego
con dolor y rabia;
poco a poco entendí
la vida allí.

Estribillo

África, sueño que no se olvida
África, llena de luz y de vida
al sentir tu latir ya resuena tu voz.

África, madre que ve con tristeza
África, cómo esquilman su riqueza
y se van sin dejar más que desolación. 

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Aunque hoy estoy ausente
no me fui del todo
en mi piel está presente
tu dorado polvo
un susurro que jamás
se va a borrar.

Estribillo

MEMORIES OF AFRICA

Bare feet on the sand
that burns like fire;
a calm drum beats
and invites calm;
the sun shines in the sky
and its light has a special brilliance.

Children laugh in their game
with wise eyes;
an old man cries out his prayer
with pain and rage;
little by little I understood
life there.

Chorus

Africa, a dream that is not forgotten
Africa, full of light and life
when I feel your heartbeat, your voice already resonates.

Africa, a mother who watches with sadness
Africa, how they plunder her wealth
and leave, leaving nothing but desolation.

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Although I am absent today,
I am not completely gone
on my skin is present
your golden dust
a whisper that will never
be erased.

Chorus

Recuerdos de África AC

Introduction and Lyrics in English

This song was inspired by the images of war that I have been increasingly confronted with on the internet, television, and social media in recent years.
The verses are an attempt to translate the sometimes unspeakable horror of brutally extinguished lives and destroyed houses and cities into pictorial, metaphorical language.
The chorus expresses the longing to stop this creeping wave of destruction and counter it with a profound world peace. A world peace that will lead stray souls, who are currently being seduced by right-wing populist and ultimately warmongering slogans, to return to their true loving, deeply humanistic core selves.
Since the entire song is a kind of desperate plea for more love for oneself and others, I chose Picasso's famous painting “The Supplicant” as song-cover.

To Rest in Peace

Eyes run with pus
A freshly wilted bouquet of flowers
Bridges are broken
Rainbows are grey
A man cries
Before his wife's corpse

Glasses without stems and without shine
A shadow invites you to dance with death
A bed stands crooked and askew
Because it ran in circles
The shop door
With the inscription ‘No one here’

Inside, it's seething
Everything wants to burst
Rabies has taken hold of my soul
The river of balm fights its way through the narrowness
Perhaps it will take away this curse of haste

I'd like to lie down for a while
To Rest in Peace
Who will give me the liberating blessing
To rest in peace
To rest in peace

Chocolate runs into the stairwell
The fairy tale is about to end
Red mushrooms give us the last poison
A sarcophagus is shipped anonymously

Horses can no longer find their way
A lizard man steps up to swear an oath of truth
Prayers are said on combs
Bubbles burst
Urinary retention
Now takes its course

My senses are shattered
A thousand ears
My eyes are flooded
Glaring light
Can't smell
Nostrils beaten black and blue
My tongue swells from the fresh cactus sting

I want to lie down for a while
To Rest in Peace
Who will give me the liberating blessing
To rest in peace
To rest in peace

In peace
In peace
In peace
In peace
In peace

Deutscher Originaltext

To Rest in Peace

Augen laufen eiternd aus
Ein frischverwelkter Blumenstrauß
Brücken sind zerbrochen
Regenbögen grau
Ein Mann weint
Vor der Leiche seiner Frau

Gläser ohne Stiel und ohne Glanz
Ein Schatten lädt zum Totentanz
Ein Bett steht krumm und schief
Weil es im Kreise lief
Die Ladentür
Mit Aufschrift "Niemand hier"

Im Innern brodelts
Alles will zerspringen
Die Tollwut hat meinen Seelenhain erfasst
Der Balsamfluss kämpft sich durch die Enge
Vielleicht nimmt er mir diesen Fluch zur Hast

Möchte mich ein wenig hinlegen
To Rest in Peace
Wer gibt mir den befreienden Segen
To Rest in Peace
To Rest in Peace

Schokolade läuft ins Treppenhaus
Das Märchen steht kurz vor dem Aus
Rote Pilze schenken uns das letzte Gift
Ein Sarkophag wird anonym verschifft

Pferde kommen nicht mehr in die Spur
Ein Echsenmensch tritt an zum Wahrheitsschwur
Auf Kämmen wird gebetet
Blasen springen auf
Die Harnverhaltung
Nimmt jetzt ihren Lauf

Meine Sinne sind geborsten
Tausend Ohren
Meine Augen sind geflutet
Greller Schein
Kann nicht riechen
Nasenflügel windelweich geprügelt
Mein Zunge schwillt vom frischen Kaktusstich

Möchte mich ein wenig hinlegen
To Rest in Peace
Wer gibt mir den befreienden Segen
To Rest in Peace
To Rest in Peace

In Peace
In Peace
In Peace
In Peace
In Peace

To Rest in Peace

I Could Be the One

Christmas Child produced by Mike Wornath
Free download and commercial use allowed !
No GEMA or BMI - ENJOY
Created with Andrei Popov from the Mariinsky Theatre St. Petersburg in Russia.
https://www.mariinsky.ru/en/company/opera_men/popov_and1/
Unfortunately, I lost contact with him. I hope he is doing well.
This track was a hard work, its not easy to bring real christmas feeling into music.
Special thanks to all the beautiful people at the Marinsky Theatre for the helping to realize this work. Especially the choir and the orchestra.

Christmas Child (Free download, commercial use allowed)

A second version of the track Xmascard, feat. Choppa Kitty!!!
All the way from the Bay, check her out here:
https://soundcloud.com/dustylyfeartistries

Let's all have a dope ass xmas!!!
-1 Løve!!!

Xmascard  2  Feat.Choppa Kitty

Para escuchar la versión cantautor con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-despertar
Para escuchar la version de blues con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-despertar-blues
Para escuchar la versión blues instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-despertar-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-despertar-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/ed2ba5a9-ea8f-424a-9c81-95614598896c

Y DESPERTAR

Qué fáciles se ven las cosas
cuando, a pesar de ser chiquillos,
algo extraño nos hace hombres
y nos arranca de ese sitio
que en realidad nos corresponde.

Intentamos que nuestra vida
sea una batalla latente
donde demostrar nuestro orgullo,
donde sólo existe el presente:
¡no importan pasado y futuro!.

Un día se te va la mano
y en soledad, al verte perdido,
recompones todo tu tiempo;
entonces ves que te has hundido,
que hay que empezar por los cimientos.

Y despertar
de aquel sórdido mundo
tan oscuro y profundo,
donde el miedo que sientes
se convierte en la muerte
de la voluntad.

Y despertar
sin ver cientos de caras
que no te dicen nada,
aunque sean reflejo
de tus mismos deseos,
de tu ansiedad.

Qué hermoso es correr por el campo
en libertad, sin sentir muros
que te acotan el horizonte,
y se convierten en verdugos
de la ilusión todas las noches.

Y de pronto encontrarme libre,
frente a frente contigo, despierto...
no puedo creer que suceda;
por fin ha llegado el momento:
¡de nuevo la vida comienza!

Y despertar
con el alma en tus brazos,
con el sol en lo alto,
dando vida a otros sueños
que cuando era pequeño
solía inventar.

Y despertar
en tu pecho desnudo,
descubriendo otro mundo,
contemplando en tus ojos
cómo nace el arroyo
de mi libertad.

And wake up

How easy things look
when, despite being children,
something strange makes us men
and it starts us from that place
that actually belongs to us.

We try our life
be a latent battle
where to show our pride,
where only the present exists:
Past and future don't matter!

One day you stumble and fall
and alone, seeing you lost,
you compose all your time;
then you see that you have sunk,
to start with the foundations.

And wake up
of that sordid world
so dark and deep,
where the fear you feel
turns into death
of will.

And wake up
without seeing hundreds of faces
that they don't tell you anything,
although they are reflection
of your own wishes,
of your anxiety.

How beautiful it is to run through the field
in freedom, without feeling walls
that narrow the horizon,
and they become executioners
of illusion every night.

And suddenly find myself free
face to face with you, awake ...
I can't believe it happens;
At last the time has come:
Life begins again!

And wake up
with the soul in your arms,
with the sun up high,
giving life to other dreams
that when I was little
used to invent.

And wake up
on your bare chest,
discovering another world,
contemplating in your eyes
how the stream is born
of my freedom.

Y despertar AC

Art, Poetry & chill.
Stay positive, spread love, be safe!
And please feel free to check out the track section!
Contact: polare.management@gmail.com
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BIO: Grew up on the mean streets of Stockholm, got involved with rave & hip-hop culture in the 90ties, mainly the graffiti element, studied fine arts, comic-drawing & animation. Traveled and lived in California, Mexico, Central-America & Spain. This brought me a lot of inspiration, always wrote poetry to some extent. 

This last year Dr.Barstad & crew got me into rapping and doing vocals whilst living in Oslo, Norway and recovering from being homeless. 

I hope you enjoy my music, I believe in peace, democracy, human-rights 
and I think freedom of expression is an important issue since art and music is a great way to channel frustration and I hope more people try making music and art instead of taking out there aggression on other people with psychological & physical violence or self-harm, suicide, drug use and such.
It's sad I lost many old friends to drugs and it sucks.

My life has not always been easy but I love being alive and I love bringing you my sometimes edgy and twisted poetry and I try my best to kick some dope shit! 

Soundcloud artists friends & fam who inspired me to start rapping: Slycer, Solocult, Infidelix and whole bunch of other ones two. I also like UK Grime Flowdan, Lil Simz, Strategy. And Old-School shit like Tone Lōc, Public Enemy, Gang Star, A Tribe Called Quest, Jay-z, Eminem big Yelawolf fan too.
There are a lot of Scandinavian hip-hop that I like but I don't have much time to keep up to date with a lot of the new stuff, but I try I like Yung Lean and Sad boys, it's funny we both attended the same upper-secondary school but I'm quite a bit older. Anyway I love all kinds of music and art and weird things that inspire me.

Now I'm located in Oslo, Norway. It's  a mystical city that I find very inspiring because it's though being a struggling artist here, and I like a good challenge. I hope you enjoy my tunes!  Have fun and be good to each-other!  

I also have bandcamp now: https://isbjorn1.bandcamp.com

Xmascard 2 Feat.Choppa Kitty

Isbjorn