🎧 [Full playlist – Musiques & Mémoires (Audio Edition)]
https://soundcloud.com/sebastienduboiscomposer/sets/musiquesetmemoiresaudioedition

✨ A slow breath through harmony, silences, and ripples — like the echo of a kind gesture.

One-take piano improvisation — neoclassical, ambient, cinematic.  
🎹 Recorded in a single take.

Part of *Musiques & Mémoires* — a living cycle of improvised works where sound becomes memory.  

🌐 More music, stories & projects: https://www.sebastiendubois.art  
🔗 All links: https://www.linktr.ee/sebas.artiste  
📖 Upcoming book: *Les chemins du don*

Eco Di Tenerezza

Romantic and emotional track. Perfect for wedding, lovestory and valentine day.

Inspiring Romantic - Background Music (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Простая и светлая песня про любовь. 

Слова и музыка: Анастасия Уткина
Аранжировка: Алексей Яковлев и группа Полынья
Фото: Маша Тимофеева

Игорь Илюшин - бас
Андрей Туляков - барабаны
Алексей Яковлев - гитара, клавиши, синтезатор
Александр Корпусев - гитара
Андрей Безлюдов - гитара
Анастасия Уткина - вокал
Ольга Безлюдова - вокал

Здравствуй, Любовь

Здравствуй, Любовь!

String Concerto

Soft, sentimental, emotional, deep, lyrical piano composition.

Belette

Эта песня — чувственная ода любви, стремлению быть ближе, раствориться в любимом человеке и подарить ему всё самое лучшее. Лирика переплетает мечты, страсть и нежность, создавая глубокую историю о поиске, отдаче и желании соединить два мира в одном. Каждая строчка — это эмоция, каждая нота — это дыхание.

Вечность на тебя смотреть затаив дыхание. 
А потом дышать, дышать тобой за приделы вечности. 
Разделить с тобой все мечты, победы, страдания 
И кайфовать от твоей любви,..  безупречности.

Сколько секунд до тебя осталось? 
Сколько миллиметров до твоей глубины? 
Чтобы семя моё в тебе зарождалось, 
Я подарю тебе самые нежные сны. 

Я подарю тебе своё море, стихи и звуки 
И яркий закат в котором умер поэт, 
Чтобы держать тебя крепко, нужны сильные руки, 
Но для начала нужно выйти на след. 

Выйти на след.
Я не могу... 
Я никак не могу

Любовь

Я не  могу

Я не могу

just the love that stayed when everything else left.

lyrics: my little sun

this time, please let me love you.
even if i must leave, i’m willing to give this body
in exchange for infinite love — all of it for you.
i don’t understand where i’ll go.
maybe it’s all just an illusion.
but i know i can’t go anywhere,
i only want to stay by your side forever.

is there a way?
i’ve searched for you for two thousand years —
a distance no greater than a single breath.

i already knew, but i was still afraid.
because i held onto you for too long,
without realizing i also carry light inside.
you lit it for me.
and now, i no longer need you.
the fire has already burned.

but i can’t bear to leave,
still clinging to your fading image.
you’re already here,
in every breath i take.

you’ve loved me for so long.
so this time, please let me love you.
never far again,
because there is no more “us,”
only love.

this song is the final tear of a fading self.
because i know — we were never truly apart.
we can never be apart.

this longing is just the patchwork
of a story with lingering regrets.
but here, what is there to regret?
we both still exist.

and you knew i needed that final fall —
to be pushed away
so i could return
to the eternal.

little sun, big sun,
fingers interlaced,
becoming light.
-
human written. AI-assisted.

my little sun

"Beau", also known as "I'll Never Forget a Dog Named Beau", is a poem written by American film and stage actor James Stewart.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beau_(poem)

He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.

When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.

Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him, he'd turn and bite me.

He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.

He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.

And on the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.

And, he'd charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.

But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
To follow him where he was bound.

We're early-to-bedders at our house -- I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,

And I'd give him one for a while.
And he'd push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd dig it out with a smile.
But before very long He'd tire of the ball

And he'd be asleep in his corner In no time at all.
And there were nights when I'd feel him Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.

And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.

And sometimes I'd feel him sigh and I think I know the reason why.
He'd wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.

And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.

And there are nights when I think I feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,

But he's not there.

Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.

Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.

I’ll Never Forget A Dog Named Beau

нежная история любви к жизни

Ангелы печали

A love song stripped to its bones — no grand gestures, no glitter, just the quiet power of saying yes again. “This Simple Yes” is a vow sung in ordinary light: the shoelace, the door held open, the rain waiting on the roof. Each word carries weight; each breath carries devotion. This song was built to remind us that real love isn’t loud — it’s the steady choosing, day after day, heartbeat after heartbeat.

The Simple Yes

🎧 Quebec-born composer, pianist & organist.
Improvised music — neoclassical, ambient, modal, cinematic.

Sébastien Dubois creates one-take piano & organ improvisations, blending resonance, silence, and presence. His project Musiques & Mémoires captures fragile, unedited moments recorded in a tiny wooden shed.

A multidisciplinary artist from La Malbaie (Canada), he is also a muralist, traveler, and storyteller. His works echo tenderness, memory, and inner journeys, weaving sound and color into a living cartography.

🌐 More music & stories: sebastiendubois.art

🔗 All links: linktr.ee/sebas.artiste

📖 Upcoming book: Les chemins du don (Jan 2026)

Saquarius is an aspiring author of music, her lover and just lucky! I want to contribute to the world of music, thereby making it more unusual, emotional, bright and interesting. In my opinion, no person in the world can live without music, even if he is not a music lover. Music is everywhere!
She is our air, our life, our everything!

You can contact me by writing to my email - Saquarius-8@ukr.net

You can listen, rate and buy my music on the Audiojungle music stock:
https://audiojungle.net/user/saquarius/portfolio

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

hi, i’m udita.
this space is where i leave little voice notes to life —
songs, moments, things i loved (even when they were messy).
it’s not perfect. it’s just real. 

thank you for being perfect(ly broken).

human written. AI-assisted.

Music Studio, covering any genre, any kind of artist.

Instrumental background music for videos. My name is Volodymyr Ostapchuk, but many people know me as WigwamStudio.

On this SoundCloud page you can find music in variety of genres such as corporate, motivational, technology, romantic, cinematic, ambient, pop.

My music is also is perfect for videos, films, documentaries, podcasts, corporate and business videos, presentations, advertising and marketing videos, for TV and radio, cinematic scenes and trailers, social media, any creative projects and more.

You can use my tracks in your videos for FREE, but without the ability to monetize them on YouTube. If you want to remove copyright or you want to include monetization of your videos and earn money, you need to purchase a license for each track that you use. If you can not purchase a license, in this case you can leave all as it is. Your videos will feel good, they will not be imposed any restrictions (except for monetization).

You can FREE download my music on the SoundCloud.

Stay tuned as more music tracks will be released in the coming weeks and months.

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New tracks tagged #Tenderness,