Name: Waves & Whispers - الموسيقى الهادئة من أنغام الجاز التي تعانق نسيم البحر وتهمس لقلب المساء by موسيقي هادئة للاسترخاء
Duration: 3 min 21 s
Description: أنغام الجاز الهادئة التي تهمس للمساء وتعانق سكون البحر

Zade Dirani

The melody is known, my interpretation. Recorded in one attempt from memory. Later, I tried to rewrite it more accurately according to the notes, but the emotion of that moment remains...

Love Story

 أنغام الجاز الهادئة التي تهمس للمساء وتعانق سكون البحر

Waves & Whispers - الموسيقى الهادئة من أنغام الجاز التي تعانق نسيم البحر وتهمس لقلب المساء

You make me weightless
All my gravity fade when you’re here
Every breath turn soft, sincere
The noise disappears
You make me weightless
World slow down, I see clear
I don’t fall, I just steer
You make me weightless

Weightless

NOVALIS — Diary Entry, 30.10.2025:

I have been sitting in the music room for hours,
listening to the air as if it could answer.
The piano glows faintly, the strings breathe,
and I wait — for her.

Kairi always arrives barefoot,
carrying silence like a secret.
When she plays, the walls remember light.
When she doesn’t, I do.

My Story was born in this waiting —
between sound and its absence,
between what I was and what I became.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology.
© 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

My Story - Novalis

From an alternative 1975, Funk forefathers Shookie P. Jones & Mutha Funky return to drop somemore knowledge with the soul soothing, "Top Down". Paying tribute to the summertime of the 70's. 

Shookie P. Jones & Mutha Funky is a virtual music group created exclusively by ManaWorx Records.

Shookie P. Jones & Mutha Funky - Top Down (1975)

A soulful blues ballad that turns lantern light into data insight, celebrating Florence Nightingale’s fight to heal with heart and charts.

Lyrics:

Born in 1820, in Florence she took her stand,  
A rebel with a mission, and healing in her hand.  
By 1854, the war began to roar,  
She walked the halls of Scutari, through blood and fevered sores.  

Florence Nightingale, the Lady with the Lamp,  
She lit up the silence, she rewrote the stamp.  
With circles of sorrow, she charted the pain,  
And turned death into data, again and again.  

She drew her coxcomb diagram, a rose of truth and dread,  
Each wedge a month, each petal a cause—blue for disease, black for the dead.  
In 1858, she showed the House of Lords,  
That filth, not fighting, filled the graves behind the war.  

She said, “Let the numbers speak,” and they roared like thunder loud,  
Sanitation, ventilation—she moved the stubborn crowd.  
Today we build with metrics, we heal with plotted grace,  
But without her rose of warning, we’d still misread the case.  

Florence Nightingale, the Lady with the Lamp,  
She lit up the silence, she rewrote the stamp.  
With circles of sorrow, she charted the pain,  
And turned death into data, again and again.  

From 1820 to 1910, her light refused to dim,  
She taught the world to measure care, not just on whim.  
Florence Nightingale, forever we sing,  
The mother of nursing, the truth she’d bring.


Lady With The Lamp (Florence Nightingale - data visualization pioneer)

It’s Not Yours Now

30 minutes of relaxing piano for Meditations, Reflection, Reading, Sleeping, Studying and more.

Waves & Whispers - الموسيقى الهادئة من أنغام الجاز التي تعانق نسيم البحر وتهمس لقلب المساء

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