Original Lyrics:

Je crois entendre encore,
Caché sous les palmiers,
Sa voix tendre et sonore
Comme un chant de ramier!
O nuit enchanteresse!
Divin ravissement!
O souvenir charmant!
Folle ivresse! doux rêve!
Aux clartés des étoiles,
Je crois encore la voir,
Entr’ouvrir ses longs voiles
Aux vents tièdes du soir!
O nuit enchanteresse!
Divin ravissement!
O souvenir charmant!
Folle ivresse! doux rêve!
Charmant souvenir!

English translation:

I still believe I hear
hidden beneath the palm trees
her voice, tender and deep
like the song of a dove
oh enchanting night
divine rapture
delightful memory
mad intoxication, sweet dream.
In the clear starlight
I still believe I see her
half drawing her long veil
to the warm night breeze.
Oh enchanting night
divine rapture
delightful memory
mad intoxication, sweet dream.
Charming memory.

Je Crois Entendre Encore | David Gilmour | I still believe I hear

Alan Dalon - memories 
Βαγγελιώ Φασουλάκη: τραγούδι και κολοκύθι,
Γιώργος Σταυράκης: κιθάρα,
Σωτήρης Αλεξάκης: κιθάρα,

μίξη -παραγωγή: Βαγγέλης Αποστόλου,
η ηχογράφηση έγινε στο "άλλα ντ' άλλων" studio
Ηράκλειο - Κρήτη
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Alan-Dalon/171479883053382

Alan Dalon - memories 
Vangelio fasoulaki: vocals - kolokithi
George Stavrakis: guitar
Sotiris Alexakis: guitar

mix: Vangelis Apostolou
Heraclion - Crete
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Alan-Dalon/171479883053382

Alan Dalon - Memories (Waldeck)

The Lying Ape

I'm the ape who builds guitars
And makes kings sing on burning stars
I put atlas on a unicycle
And gave your lass a glass rifle

Men made a monument for man
And a mother's mouth went mute for months
Sister's smile sunk like sand
And shown the shallowness she shunned

Honesty wont sell in a free country
But a lie might get you far
So I grew the fakest tree
And the door I turned it into I left ajar

What's the devil gonna take from me?
I never had a soul to sell
Our maker didn't make us free
What's the devil gonna sell to me?
My soul is only bought for free
At least our maker didn't make us trees

I'm the ape in charge of banks
I make man starve for money's sake
The laws I wrote are mine to break
But this lie of mine makes my heart ache

Honesty might sell in a free country
But a lie will make you a star
So we all bought polyvinyl trees
And left no door ajar

What's the devil gonna take from us?
We never had a soul to sell
Our maker didn't make us free
What's the devil gonna sell to us?
Our souls are only bought for free
At least our maker didn't make us trees

The Lying Ape

04 Manic

Nyna Loren : Voice, Violin, Composition
Dorian Fretto : Vibraphone
Max Dazas : Drums
Aurélien Ferrette : Cello
Samy Dib : Guitar

Dark Hell / Nyna Loren (Live Radio Espace 2)

Tom McRae   You Cut Her Hair

Green Grass (Tom Waits Cover)

Weeping Willow  (Waltz Macabre)

No Blues - Nobody's Fault But Mine

Written & performed by DUSK a.k.a. Avgi Platanidi.
Single Version: https://orcd.co/dusk-whatarethechances
Album Version: https://orcd.co/dusk-thedebutofcrossingthelines

Our latest addition to our alternative/indie roster is a talented songwriter and performer from Greece called DUSK (Avgi Platanidi). With her attention focused on strong melodies, meaningful words and minimal arrangements, she doesn’t follow the current musical trends but simply tells her story. To put it in her own words: “Music has been my personal journal for every memorable moment of my life since I can remember myself, either as a listener, or as a songwriter…”
DUSK has been influenced and inspired by the enchanting sounds  of Dead Can Dance and Enya , the melodic creations of Greek composers, such as Yannis Markopoulos and the mesmerizing songs of Radiohead, Puressence, Pj Harvey and Tori Amos.  This is the first single from her upcoming album. Albert Planck & Prins George have given their own electronic interpretation of the song, maintaining the minimal feeling of the original.

No Blues - Nobody's Fault But Mine

Soheil Ysf