We really hope that you enjoy our latest song "Magic Box" its been quite a while since our last song. Lizzie has added some really beautiful vocals and our collabs are always so effortless and fun!
Please go over to Lizzie's page and listen to more gorgeous songs @taylor-pentland   Thank you again for all of your kind plays shares and playlists!!

Vocals - Lizzie Taypen  and Annette
Lyrics - Annette and Lizzie Taypen
Piano and arrangement  - Annette
Harp- Annette
Strings - Annette
(c) Vocalatti and Lizzie Taypen  2024

Magic Box  (With Lizzie Taypen)

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Passing Shower

Creation date: September 2024
Composition & Mix : Thierry Mfe & Guillaume Gaudioso
Time signature : 4/4
Mode : Mixolydian

Birth Of Unity

Live Reflexion #029

"And they said then, 'But play, you must,
A tune beyond us, yet ourselves,..."

The Man With the Blue Guitar is a poem published in 1937 by Wallace Stevens. It is divided into thirty-three brief sections, or cantos. In the poem, an unnamed "they" says, of the titular man, "you do not play things as they are", sparking a prolonged meditation on the nature of art, performance, and imagination.

Release date:
27 March 2025

The Man With the Blue Guitar - a tune beyond

Luminiferous Desent - Valentino

A new composition......

Lyrics:
We wander this earth on a small blue dot
Chasing our dreams, with all that we’ve got
Different colors and different shades
Yet deep down inside, we’re all just afraid
They say that we’re one, but we build up the walls
In shadows and silence, we stumble and fall


Oh, we are one people, can’t you see
A tapestry woven, you and me
From rags to riches, we share the same air
Longing for peace, yet we’re lost in despair


Some live in towers, eye touching the skies
While others just scrape by, with hope in their eyes
We trade our compassion for money and pride
Looking away as our neighbor’s divide
Guess we forget what really remains
Love’s a bridge over all of our pains


In the tunnels of red and blue
The chaos screams but we can break through
If we dare to hold out a hand
Find the strength to understand

Mastered Track : Distrokid Mixea
Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025

We Are One People

https://soundcloud.com/heidi-marie-arapa/nothing-lasts-forever-1

Produced in the 
Arapa Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

What Always Stays

I've set the mood.

Presenting "ELARA" - Sisyphus & His Stone (The Perpetual Refresh & The Lagging Connection)

Sisyphus & His Stone is used to describe any effort that is laborious, futile & repetitive.  It highlights the frustration and meaninglessness associated with ELARA's tasks, often encountered in various aspects of her life from work to personal struggles.

Original Lyrics 

I really don’t want to bore you
but then again I can’t ignore you

so its
One step forward
two steps back

Taking two steps forward
Taking one step back

Woke up with the sunrise, a fresh page to write
Left the shadows behind me, stepped into the light 
Had a vision, a clear path, felt the wind at my back
Every stride was a promise, no turning, no looking back 
Built a little momentum, saw the future unfold 
A story of rising, brave and bold 
Thought I'd finally broken free, from the weight I had known 
On solid ground, I thought I'd finally grown

(Chorus)
 But it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back 
Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control
Then the phone rings, a sudden jolt, a bill I didn't see 
Or the car breaks down again, just when I felt free 
A whispered doubt from yesterday, echoes in my head 
All the progress I had made, lies broken, unsaid 
The energy drains from my bones, the fire starts to fade 
Another dream postponed, another promise betrayed It's a familiar ache, this sinking feeling deep 
As all the ground I gained, I just can't seem to keep

(Chorus)
And it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep 
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control
How many times can I stand up, when the fall feels so profound? 
How many times can I rebuild, on this unstable ground? 
The spirit's weary, the hope is thin, but something stirs inside 
A stubborn whisper, telling me, there's nowhere left to hide 
From this endless push and pull, this fight I have to face 
To find the strength to start again, and run this endless race

(Chorus)
Still, it's one step forward, two steps back, a cruel, familiar track 
Just when I think I'm gaining speed, the world pulls me back Like Sisyphus and his stone, forever climbing steep 
Every victory feels borrowed, every promise hard to keep 
One step forward, two steps back, the rhythm of my soul 
Trying to reach the finish line, losing all control

Yeah, one step forward, and two steps back... Just gotta find my way... back on track.


Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio, Sydney - Australia

#azcreativestudiosydney #elarastory

ELARA - Sisyphus & His Stone

psalm 91 in church slavonic attempt with ai
always could be better
and better

Zhi­výj vъ pó­moshchi Výsh­nya­go, vъ kró­vѣ Bó­ga ne­bé­s­na­go vod­vo­rit­sya,
Rechétъ Gospo­dé­vi: zastýp­nikъ mój yesí i pri­bě­́zhi­sche móe, Bógъ mój, i upováyu na negó.
Ya­kó toj iz­bá­vit­ja ot sé­ti lóch­chi i ot slo­vé­se myatézh­na:
Ple­schmá svo­íma osé­nitъ tjá, i pod krilé égo nadé­jesh­i­sa: orúzhi­emъ oby­détъ tjá istiná égo.
Ne u­bo­í­shis͡ya ot strá­kha nosch­nágo, ot strély letjá­sh­chiya vo dní,
Ot véshi vo tmé pre­khod­já­sh­chiya, ot srjá­scha {ot nápadéni­ya} i bésa polúden­na­go.
Padétъ ot strá­ny tvoé­ya tý­sja­cha, i tmá odesnúju tebé, k te­bé zhé ne pri­blíz­hít­sya:
Obáche očí­ma tvo­íma smótri­shi i vozdayánie grésh­ni­kovÚ úzí­ri­shi.
Yako tý, Gospód­i, upová­ni­e móe: Výsh­nya­go polo­zhí­lъ yesí pri­bě­́zhi­sche tvoé.
Ne prií­detъ kъ tebé zló, i rána ne pri­blí­zhít­sya tělési tvo­é­mu {seléníyu tvo­é­mu}:
Yako án­gelomъ svo­ímъ zapové­stъ o te­bé, so­khrá­ni­t­i tjá vo vsé­kh pu­téh tvo­íkhъ.
Na rukákhъ vozmútъ tjá, da ne kogdá pretkné­shi o ká­menʹ nógu tvo­iú:
Na àspida i vasílíska nastúpíshi, i poperéshi lývá i zmíyá.
Yako na mʹá upová, i iz­bávlю í: pokrýyu í, yako pozná ímya móe.
Vozzovétъ ko mnĕ́, i uslyshú ego: s nim yesmʹʹ vъ skó­rbĭ, iz­mú ego i pros­lávlyu ego:
Dolgotóyu dnĭy is­pól­nyu ego i jávlyu èmu spaseníe móe.

The Man With the Blue Guitar - a tune beyond

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