Listen To: Proverbs - Chapter 14 ~ Bible Study (English & Arabic - عربي)  ~ March 29, 2025
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Reflection ~ The Heart Knows Its Own Bitterness (Arabic - عربي)

2AM wraps you in late-night emotions: A smooth blend of heartbreak, reflection, and rhythm. Let the beat guide you through the story 🎶

Bobby B x CountDantez - 2AM

Bobby B x CountDantez - 2AM (Clean Version)

LYRICS

Sous un ciel gris, l’espoir fragile, 
Un souffle court, un cœur mobile. 
Le vent fredonne une mélodie,
Un chagrin danse dans l’infini.

Maman pleure à la fenêtre,
Papa part, ne veut plus promettre.
Une maison divisée en deux,
Le passé flou, l’avenir creux.

Dans ses rêves, ils tiennent sa main,
Sous un soleil qui revient.
Mais l’aube brise l’illusion,
Tout disparaît dans le frisson.

Pourquoi l’amour se brise parfois ?
Pourquoi le silence tombe comme ça ?
Les étoiles meurent dans le matin.
Elle espère un sourire, demain.

Deux valises, deux univers,
Un cœur perdu, un amour amer.
Elle dessine un monde meilleur,
Sur des feuilles pleines de couleurs.

Les rires s’effacent dans l’écho,
Elle cherche encore le mot.
Un pont fait d’éclats d’espoir, 
Un lien brisé dans le noir.

Pourquoi l’amour se brise parfois ?
Pourquoi le silence tombe comme ça ?
Les étoiles meurent dans le matin,
Elle espère un sourire, demain.

Chaque larme devient lumière,
Chaque cicatrice est une prière
Un jour, elle volera plus haut,
Un jour, elle brisera les maux.

Sous la pluie, elle marche doucement,
Son cœur fragile défie le vent.
Une étoile brille dans son regard,
Un nouveau jour, un nouveau départ.

Chagrin

The song 'Still Falling' by NeonViperX portrays the struggle of being unable to let go of someone who has a strong hold on the singer's heart and mind. The lyrics depict a sense of being trapped in a cycle of emotions, unable to break free despite the internal conflict and the acknowledgment of the overwhelming nature of the relationship.

Spotify

Still Falling

The song 'My Fucked Up Life' by NeonViperX portrays a deep sense of struggle and despair, with the lyrics depicting a constant battle with inner demons and a feeling of being trapped in a chaotic existence. The metaphor of the 'fucked up life' symbolizes a state of mind filled with turmoil, pain, and a sense of hopelessness, where the individual is overwhelmed by the challenges and pressures of life, feeling misunderstood and isolated in their suffering.

My Fucked Up Life

You’re sitting at home alone, lost in thought. The air carries a gentle sense of relaxation, joy, and comfort — that quiet feeling of being safe where you are. You feel like doing something, and you just do it — because, why not?

L.O.F.I.

English version:
A refreshed, remastered version of my track from the album RITUALS.
Reborn with cleaner, fuller sound, deeper bass, and more space in the mix.
A new light on an old ritual.

Remastered from scratch — improved balance, wider stereo, deeper low-end, and more detail in every sound.
More power, same spirit.

🔥 RITUALS — new quality, same soul.

The Reflection Ritual (Remastered)

Where the Quiet People Go walks through the quiet corners of life — the places where stories fade, dreams linger, and truth turns to silence. It’s a reflection on the spaces between noise and meaning, where lost souls and hopeful hearts cross paths under an uncertain sky. With every verse, the song invites you to slow down, listen, and find beauty in the stillness — to feel that even in the rain, there’s still music flowing through it all.

Where the Quiet People Go führt durch die stillen Ecken des Lebens – dorthin, wo Geschichten verblassen, Träume verweilen und Wahrheiten zu Schweigen werden. Es ist ein Lied über die Zwischenräume zwischen Lärm und Bedeutung, über verlorene Seelen und hoffnungsvolle Herzen unter einem unsicheren Himmel. Mit jeder Zeile lädt es dazu ein, innezuhalten, zuzuhören und die Schönheit in der Stille zu entdecken – denn selbst im Regen fließt noch Musik durch alles hindurch.

Where the Quiet People Go

There’s a man by the river with a suitcase and a plan
He says he used to know what mattered, now he does what he can
The paper on the bench says hope’s still alive
But the ink runs thin, and the lines don’t lie

A woman hums softly at the end of the street
Her song’s out of tune but the words are sweet
She once had a ring, she once had a home
Now she carries her stories all alone

We keep walking, we don’t know why
Under the same uncertain sky
Every truth we used to trust
Turns to silence, turns to dust
Nothing’s certain, nothing planned
Just a river through our hands
I walk where the quiet people go

There’s a café where the old songs play
Same faces, same talk, every day
They raise their cups to the ones they’ve lost
To the dreams that never paid the cost

Maybe we’re stronger than we seem
Still searching for something in between
A place to rest, a breath to take
In all the noise this world can make

We keep walking, we don’t know why
Under the same uncertain sky
Every truth we used to trust
Turns to silence, turns to dust
Nothing’s certain, nothing planned
Just a river through our hands
I walk where the quiet people go

I walk where the quiet people go
Where the river’s humming soft and low
The world’s gone strange, but it’s all I know
I’ll stay awhile and let it flow

And through the changes, through the pain
There’s still music in the rain


Where the Quiet People Go

Eazali Done breaks it down on “Division” — a reflective joint about the splits in loyalty, love, and life. With smooth delivery and thought-provoking bars, he dives into what separates the real from the fake and how pressure exposes truth. This one’s deep, raw, and unapologetically honest — pure Eazali energy from start to finish.

DIVISION

The official SoundCloud account of His Eminence Metropolitan Youssef (His Grace Bishop Youssef). Metropolitan of the Coptic Orthodox Diocese of the Southern United States. Contact by e-mail at hgbysoundcloudadmin@suscopts.org

Sibjule (Bartosz Jan Cybula) - composer, vocalist and music producer. I create multidimensional sounds, combining orchestra, electronics and vocals. I experiment with harmony and sound space, building unique musical and emotional worlds.

Haitian American rap artist. Born in New York, raised in Tennessee, and living in Miami. Done!!!!

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