Pleasure is more than the sum of its parts. 
Mort sur le dancefloor.

1 Minuit  Et le vent ? Jumo
2 Moustache (feat. Skelesys)  Eros Anikate Local Suicide
3 Electronic Emergency (Rigopola  Electronic Emergency - EP Ambiance
4 Telephone Rose  Telephone Rose - EP Lunar Disco
5 Follow Me  Follow Me - Single Goom Gum & Kinky Sound
6 Monde Réel (Catz 'n Dogz Pride Nassau Beach Club Ibiza 2022 Vhyce
7 Sex, Drugs, Money & Lies (Radi  Sex, Drugs, Money & Lies (Radi Lunar Disco & Peter Conaty
8 Melting Moon  Inversus Totalis - EP Rigopolar
9 Mort Sur Le Dancefloor (TGC Mi You Can Trust a Man with a Mou kendal.
10 Story of Me  Story of Me - EP REBRN
11 Let's Pretend (Extended Mix) Let's Pretend (Remixes) - Single Helsloot
12 Planting Clouds  Planting Clouds - Single Marko East & Danelz
13 I Can Feel It (Chinaski Remix)  Synth Daddy - EP Daddy Squad & Chinaski
14 Rhythm Passage  Rhythm Passage - Single Red Axes
15 Hip Shakin Mama (Gerd Janson Hip Shakin Mama (Gerd Janson Claus Casper & Gerd Janson
16 Sinners (Chinaski Hysteria Remi Ail Remixes 2022 Eagles & Butterflies & Coloray
17 Like You  Mannequin EP Far&High & Yo Speed
18 Love Ain't Over (Gerd Janson Re  Love Ain't Over (Remixes) - EP Chloé Caillet
19 Starlight Starlight - Single Maga & Sean Doron
20 Sans Vetements (Original Mix) Sans Vetements Far&High
21 Sans vêtements  Sexe tantrique - Musique sensue Erotique Chillout Musique Café

NEUES VOM LECKFROSCH VOL. 9 (Mort sur le dancefloor)

〉〉〉Ｆｏｒ ｍｙ ｂｅｌｏｖｅｄ ｄａｕｇｈｔｅｒ Ａｌｖａ〈〈〈

#ravetheplanet

Immerse yourself in a sonic journey that combines the past and future of techno. In my DJ set, which is the tenth in a row, you can expect pulsating beats with a constant 130+ bpm. But this time we are taking a special detour to the classics of Detroit. Bold choices will be rewarded!

I start the journey in the here and now, with the latest and most exciting tracks from the techno scene. You'll be swept away by the driving rhythms and hypnotic melodies as we slowly but surely prepare to take that brave step. Then it's time: I immerse myself in the timeless beauty of Detroit Classics.

These legends of techno have shaped the musical landscape and continue to be a source of inspiration for today's artists. You'll experience the powerful basslines, unique synths and soulful melodies of the classics that laid the foundation for the genre. It's a moment of retrospection, respect and appreciation for techno's roots.

But I am not resting on the laurels of the past. I boldly take the next step and fuse the sound of Detroit Classics with modern influences. You will hear the timeless sounds blend seamlessly with the innovations of today's producers. The result is a unique experience that bridges the gap between the past and the future.

So prepare yourself for a musical journey full of surprises and contrasts. Courage will be rewarded as you embark on this unique 130+ bpm techno DJ set. Experience the classics of yesterday and the sounds of tomorrow in an unforgettable symbiosis.

1 Eternity 1:26 Traumtanz - EP Tanzanfall
2 Their Blood (feat. Ellen Allien) [E 5:14 Goldener Strom Remixes 1 - Sin Rosa Anschütz
3 Fall to Pieces 6:04 Fall to Pieces - Single Nur Jaber & Luca Eck
4 Small Data 5:24 Induction - EP Axones
5 Mars 6:01 Transmission Julian Jeweil
6 Skylar 6:31 Skylar - EP Sebastiano Pozzoni
7 Rise Above 8:46 Rise Above Zakari&Blange
8 Dominator (Rebūke Extended Re 6:26 Dominator (Rebūke Remix) [Rem Human Resource
9 The Lost City 5:26 Motherland - Single Jay Lumen
10 No Respect 4:44 Azrael 01 - Single arzael [aka cleric] & Cleric
11 Fisto (Extended Mix) 7:30 Fisto / Tri-Klops - Single T-78
12 Sägewerk 6:51 Sägewerk - Single Hof
13 Evil Stabs (Reworked Mix) 5:42 Evil Drumz - EP Johnny Pereira
14 Endeavour (Chris Lehmann Rem 6:25 Exploration of Space Nik Wel
15 Dark Entity (Fuenka Remix) 7:11 Dark Entity Daniel Lesden & Enlusion
16 Body Ride 5:39 Body Ride / Demon - Single Sam Paganini
17 Ghost 6:06 Ghost - Single Carlo Ruetz
18 Zulu (Extended Mix) 6:29 Bangers, Vol. 6 - EP A.D.H.S.
19 Optical Converter 6:28 Optical Converter - EP Atroxx & The Reactivitz
20 Hitze 8:15 Medicus - Single Sound..file !!
21 Yula 6:52 Yula - EP Drumstone

LOST IN FROG VOL. X // Fall to Pieces

Rᴇᴀʟ ᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɢᴀɴ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ Gᴏᴅ.

So, instead of going partying, I tackled my „unloved" trance project today. And as if by magic, something completely new suddenly emerged.

Hell!

I just steered it and followed my inner inspiration.

Enjoy!

Track List: 

Will Atkinson - In Solace
Solee - Time
The Rares - Mystery
Solee - And When We Dance We'll Dance Forever
The Rares - Incubus
Solee - Neosensual
Tinlicker - Gone Girl
Lulu & Alice - Choose Us - Original Mix
Popof - Rough N Raw
Luke Terry - Minerva
Ovnimoon - Feel on Me - Original Mix
Jake Ryan - Spirits
Kintar - Punisher
Joe Mesmar - Crisis Of Faith - Extended Mix
Zeno (ofc) - Synthesis
Will Atkinson - In Solace

FUCK'N TRANCE FROGS VOL 1

In memory of October 7th #NovaFestival #Israel

TRACKLIST:
Yom - Rêve de l'enfant
Robot Sunrise - London Public WiFi (Robbie Rivera Remix - Radio Edit)
Stephan Jolk - A Declaration of Love
Rauschhaus - What We Expected
SOMERLED - Stellar
Oppaacha - Uroboros
Kölsch - Grå
Airwave - Guru Meditation
Alex Breitling - Time - Extended Mix
Rauschhaus - Faunus
Nihil Young - Descent
Exotek - Moon 44
Joris Delacroix - Epoque
Solee - Sommerliebe
Jam & Spoon - Stella's Cry - Push - Tribute to Markus Extended Remix
Jam El Mar - Evo - Original Mix
Charles D (USA) - You
J Ribbon - 808s - Extended Mix
Joachim Pastor - Goodbyes
Yom - Rêve de l'enfant

FROM THE BEGINNING TO THE END
Music will safe your life.

F*CK'N TRANCE FROGS VOL 3 // WE WILL DANCE AGAIN

For the sad, the grieving, the lonely, the freezing, the indecisive, the happy ... for all those who understand. 

[UPDATE 10/31/24]
Disarmed - Disarmed - Lovestruckk Remix
Fairmont - Last Dance
Tantsui - No Mercy
David Hasert & Matteo Luis ft. Shiah - The Takeoff - Rampue Remix
El Mundo - Sands of Time - Original
Pachanga Boys - Time
andhim - German Winter
Mass Digital - Lonely Souls
Noraj Cue - The End Of The Beginning - Britta & Unders Now Remix
David Hasert & Patrick Petzold - Mondegreen - Matteo Luis Remix
Acid Pauli - The End - Mollono.Bass Remix
Clara Moto - Gone by the Morning
Saschienne - Caché

The Cheerfully Depressive Music Clown 2

Bailando sola en la sala, bajo la luz de la luna Ritmo en mi alma, olvidando la rutina Siento la brisa, en mi piel la arena Libre soy, sin cadenas

Libre, salvaje, sin control Bailando hasta el amanecer, cuerpo y soul Desatando mi pasión, sin temor Esta noche es mía, hasta el final

Vestido de fiesta, cabello al viento La ciudad entera, a mis pies se siento Ritmo acelerado, corazón contento No hay nada que me detenga, en este momento

Libre, salvaje, sin control Bailando hasta el amanecer, cuerpo y soul Desatando mi pasión, sin temor Esta noche es mía, hasta el final

Libre, salvaje, sin control Bailando hasta el amanecer, cuerpo y soul Desatando mi pasión, sin temor Esta noche es mía, hasta el final...

https://youtu.be/2XDhZNdwxZ8

Noche sin Fronteras Remix

Neon lights and city streets 
Heartbeat racing, can't find my feet 
Lost in the music, feeling so free 
Dancing all night, just you and me

Sweat dripping down, body's on fire 
Desire burning, reaching higher 
Can't escape this feeling, it's taking control 
Lost in the rhythm, losing my soul
Electric nights, setting the world on fire 
Passion ignites, fueled by desire 
Lost in the moment, can't look back 
Electric nights, taking us on a track

Bodies moving, lost in the sound 
Surrounded by strangers, yet I'm not drowned In this sea of faces, I found my place 
Dancing all night, at a frantic pace
Sweat dripping down, body's on fire 
Desire burning, reaching higher 
Can't escape this feeling, it's taking control 
Lost in the rhythm, losing my soul

Electric nights, setting the world on fire 
Passion ignites, fueled by desire 
Lost in the moment, can't look back 
Electric nights, taking us on a track

Underneath the disco ball, we're shining bright 
Lost in the music, through the night 
Let's forget our worries, let's just feel alive In this electric city, where dreams survive

Electric nights, setting the world on fire 
Passion ignites, fueled by desire Lost in the moment, can't look back 
Electric nights, taking us on a track

Electric City Nights

Little heart torn away (mmm) 
Gone in the night, fades grey 
Days we couldn't spend, (oh) 
Silent whispers, (echo) 
So much left, undone 
Now alone we run  

(Ohh) Child of fleeting dreams 
Gone from our grasp (mmm) 
Can't fill all these seams 
Where's the solace task?  

Empty crib, lullabies (sigh) 
Ghostly laughter in skies 
Memories of what was (oh) 

Still linger because 
Life's cruel game to play 
Leaving tears in its sway  

(Ohh) Child of fleeting dreams 
Gone from our grasp (mmm) 
Can't fill all these seams 
Where's the solace task?

Silent night holds your scent (oh) 
World feels an endless void 

Your light we will resent 
In dreams you're still my joy

(Ohh) Child of fleeting dreams 
Gone from our grasp (mmm) 
Can't fill all these seams 
Where's the solace task?

Fleeting Dreams

Frühlingsorakel - Fockmaster Delicious - J.W. von Goethe
Teenage Mutants - Dark Clouds (feat. Heerhorst & Peter Pahn) - Extended Mix
Nurmanov (UA) - Devils & Angels
Veerus - Layer
Section303 - Bunker
Djapatox - Next Chapter - Section303 Remix
Tao Andra - Body & Soul
Naturalize - Party Girl
Section303 - Introspective
John Lugua - Angie
Tommahawk - Unfolding - Thomas Schumacher Remix
Spektre - Stop Me From Falling
Naturalize - Hard Like A Drum (Rebugs Remix)
Liøn - Tonight
Monod - Memories (Querox Remix)

Spring Oracle 1

Nach dem Gedicht „Nur Du allein“ von Ada Christen (1839-1901).
1900 wurde meine Uroma Martha Busse geboren.

Based on the poem "Nur Du allein" by Ada Christen (1839-1901).
My great-grandmother Martha Busse was born in 1900.

Sag' nicht, ich soll Dich meiden
Und nimmer sehn,
Wollt' ich Dich auch verlassen,
Wohin sollt' ich gehn?

Nur Du allein, Du schautest wie ich litt,
Nur Du allein hast meiner Qual geglaubt,
Du schirmtest die Gedanken mir im Haupt –
Als Nacht mit Licht in meiner Seele stritt.

Nur Du allein, Du lieh'st mir Deine Hand,
Als ich einst kam, geschmähet und bedroht –
Als sich kein heimathlicher Heerd mir bot,
Als ich allein auf weiter Erde stand …

Sag' nicht, ich soll Dich meiden
Und nimmer sehn,
Wollt' ich Dich auch verlassen,
Wohin sollt' ich gehn? 

Nur Du allein, Du hast mich nie betrübt,
Seit Du erschaut, wie ich so tiefverarmt –
Nur Du allein hast Dich einst mein erbarmt,
Hast mich beschützt – und hast mich nie geliebt …

Sag' nicht, ich soll Dich meiden
Und nimmer sehn,
Wollt' ich Dich auch verlassen,
Wohin sollt' ich gehn? –

Du weißt es ja, ich habe
Keine Heimat dann –
Kein Glück – und keine Stätte,
Wo ich ruhen kann …

Nur du allein

Dich zu lieben, mein Leben lang, Ist mehr als ein Gefühl, es ist ein Gesang
Ein Lied der Liebe, das niemals endet, Ein ewiger Tanz, der uns verbindet.#

In meinen Träumen, da bist nur du, Ein Feuerwerk, das niemals ruht. Dein Lächeln strahlt, so hell und klar, Vertreibt die Dunkelheit, die immer war.

Dein Blick, er sagt mehr als tausend Worte, Ein Versprechen, ein sicherer Ort. In deinen Armen, da bin ich frei, Vergess' die Welt, die draußen vorbei.

Dich zu lieben, ist wie ein Flug, Ein Abenteuer, ein Zauber, ein Betrug. Denn jede Sekunde mit dir, mein Schatz, Ist mehr wert als Gold, ein unbezahlbarer Schatz.

Manchmal frag' ich mich, ob's wirklich wahr ist, Dass so viel Glück in einem Leben passt. Doch dann berührst du mich, ganz sacht, Und ich weiß, es ist die reinste Pracht.

Dich zu lieben, ist wie ein Flug, Ein Abenteuer, ein Zauber, ein Betrug. Denn jede Sekunde mit dir, mein Schatz, Ist mehr wert als Gold, ein unbezahlbarer Schatz.

Dich zu lieben, mein Leben lang, Ist mehr als ein Gefühl, es ist ein Gesang. Ein Lied der Liebe, das niemals endet, Ein ewiger Tanz, der uns verbindet.

DICH ZU LIEBEN

Nach einem Gedicht von  Emily Dickinson 10.12.1830 - † 15.05.1886 
(Emily Elizabeth Dickinson gilt als bedeutende US-amerikanische Dichterin. Ihre Gedichte, erstmals 1890 nach ihrem Tod veröffentlicht, scheinen stilistisch vielfach ins 20. Jahrhundert vorzugreifen.)

Wild nights - Wild nights! 

Wild nights - Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden -
Ah - the Sea!
Might I but moor - tonight -
In thee!

Wild nights - wild nights!

Though shadows fall and darkness creeps, 
A flicker of hope my spirit keeps, 
For beyond this earthly strife, 
Lies a land of eternal life.

Dusty roads and fading light, 
A weary traveler in the night, 
My heart is heavy, my spirit low, 
Where I'm going, I don't know.

I'm a wanderer, lost and alone, 
Searching for a place to call my own, 
Through valleys deep and mountains high, 
Underneath a lonesome sky.

The wind it whispers through the trees, 
A mournful song upon the breeze, 
Of broken dreams and paths untrod, 
A lonely journey back to God.

I'm a wanderer, lost and alone, 
Searching for a place to call my own, 
Through valleys deep and mountains high, 
Underneath a lonesome sky.

Though shadows fall and darkness creeps, 
A flicker of hope my spirit keeps, 
For beyond this earthly strife, 
Lies a land of eternal life.

I'm a wanderer, lost and alone, 
Searching for a place to call my own, 
Through valleys deep and mountains high, 
Underneath a lonesome sky.

And when my journey's at an end, 
May I find peace, my dearest friend, 
In that sweet home beyond the stars, 
Where love eternal leaves no scars.

Underneath a Lonesome Sky

Floating away, in this metal tomb,
Where time stands still, and there's only gloom.
Oh, Pilot lost, in the cosmic sea,
Will anyone remember, will they remember me?

Ten light years out, the stars all align,
My ship's a ghost, through the void I climb.
Control to Pilot, can you hear my plea?
A silent hum, just the ship and me.

Floating away, in this metal tomb,
Where time stands still, and there's only gloom.
Oh, Pilot lost, in the cosmic sea,
Will anyone remember, will they remember me?

The Earth's a speck, a fading blue,
No turning back, what else can I do?
My oxygen's low, my systems fail,
In this endless night, my spirit sets sail.

They said I'd be a hero, a pioneer,
But out here alone, there's only fear.
No grand parade, no cheering crowd,
Just the silent stars, my lonely shroud.

Floating away, in this metal tomb,
Where time stands still, and there's only gloom.
Oh, Pilot lost, in the cosmic sea,
Will anyone remember, will they remember me?

Ground Control, I'm losing the signal now,
Just static whispers, and a fading vow.
This is Pilot signing off, into the black,
No turning back, no turning back…


Lost in the Void

In den Tiefen der Megastadt, wo Neon flackert matt und kalt,
Kriecht die Wahrheit wie ein Virus, unaufhaltsam und geballt.
Die Nahrung künstlich, ohne Geschmack, doch eines bleibt konstant,
Brrrauner Stuhl ist der Beweis, dass noch Funktion im System verkannt.

Genmanipulierte Körper, blass und kraftlos, irren umher.
Die Erinnerung an Grün verblasst, ein ferner Traum, so schwer.
Die Archive flüstern Lügen, die Geschichte neu verdreht,
Doch in den Genen pulsiert ein Echo, das die Wahrheit nie verlässt, nie flieht.
Die Urmutter, einst so rein und stark, ein Bild im digitalen Staub,
Selbst Eva war brrraun, so soll es sein, bevor der Fortschritt fraß den Glaub'.

Die Strahlen peitschen durch den Smog, ein letzter Hauch von Glut.
Die Sonne brennt, die Haut wird brrraun, ein Zeichen der Verdammnis, keine Tugend.
Die Reinheit ist vergangen, ausgelöscht, ein Mythos längst verweht.
Das blanke weiß macht keinen heiß, nur Narben, die der Rost zerfrisst und quält.

Sie suchten Perfektion, die Auslöschung des Makels, der dunklen Spur.
Doch im Innersten bleibt der Beweis, unlöschbar, pur.
Die Farbe ist ein Flüstern der Vergangenheit, ein Aufschrei gegen die Norm.
Eine Erinnerung daran, was war, bevor der kalte Stahl uns ganz umformt'.

Die Strahlen peitschen durch den Smog, ein letzter Hauch von Glut.
Die Sonne brennt, die Haut wird brrraun, ein Zeichen der Verdammnis, keine Tugend.
Die Reinheit ist vergangen, ausgelöscht, ein Mythos längst verweht.
Das blanke weiß macht keinen heiß, nur Narben, die der Rost zerfrisst und quält.

Brrraun... die Wahrheit... brrrennt...

Brrrauner Stuhl ist der Beweis

And the manners are polished, the silver gleams bright,
But the sentiment's tarnished in the fading light.
Oh, the barbarism blossoms behind a closed door,
Where love is a weapon and leaves you wanting more.

The floral wallpaper, a predictable stain,
Reflects the silence, a dull, persistent rain.
Another Sunday, the roast sits on the bone,
And unspoken judgments are quietly thrown.
He clears his throat, a familiar, weary sound,
While all the unspoken resentments spin around.

She adjusts her pearls, a nervous little tic,
Recounting stories, predictable and quick.
The children fidget, their eyes begin to glaze,
Lost in the labyrinth of these repetitive days.
He offers advice, sharp and unsolicited,
Another brick added to the wall we've erected.

The photographs on the mantelpiece, a smiling facade,
Hide the cracks beneath, the battles we've had.
We play our roles with practiced, weary grace,
A tragicomedy in this suffocating space.

And the manners are polished, the silver gleams bright,
But the sentiment's tarnished in the fading light.
Oh, the barbarism blossoms behind a closed door,
Where love is a weapon and leaves you wanting more.

The evening descends, a heavy, velvet shroud,
Another day survived within this well-behaved crowd.
And the barbarism lingers, a taste upon the tongue,
Until the next gathering, when the same old song is sung.

Behind Closed Doors

Walking through the shadows, feeling kind of lost
Searching for a beacon, no matter what the cost
Heard the whispers softly, of a feeling so profound
But all I've ever stumbled on was shaky, shifting ground

Is there something more than just the touch and fleeting glance?
A deeper kind of comfort, a second, hopeful chance?
My heart keeps on repeating, a question in the air

Tell me, can you show me what it means to truly care?
Is there someone out there who can meet me halfway there?
I've been wandering lonely, with this longing in my soul
Tell me, can you teach me how to make my spirit whole?

Tried to build my castles on foundations made of sand
Every time the tide came in, they crumbled in my hand
Seen the faces come and go, promises like fragile glass
Hoping for a connection that was built to truly last

Is there something stronger than the words that people say?
A constant kind of presence to brighten up the day?
My heart keeps on repeating, a question in the air

Tell me, can you show me what it means to truly care?
Is there someone out there who can meet me halfway there?
I've been wandering lonely, with this longing in my soul
Tell me, can you teach me how to make my spirit whole?

I reach out in the darkness, hoping for a guiding light
Someone to stand beside me, and make everything feel right

Tell me, can you show me what it means to truly care?
Is there someone out there who can meet me halfway there?
I've been wandering lonely, with this longing in my soul
Tell me, can you teach me how to make my spirit whole?

Oh, I want to know, I really want to know
What love is, and how it starts to grow.
Yeah, I want to know, I really want to know.


IS THERE SOMEONE OUT THERE?

Die Autopista  spuckt uns aus, der Himmel wird schon rot
Vorbei an Felsen und Burros, na endlich, kein Verbot
Mehr auf das Gaspedal, das Radio schreit uns an
Ich sind auf dem Weg, mios Dios, nach Almayate, Mann!

Almayate, Almayate, du bist mein Sehn- und  Sucht
Wo die Sonne scheint so grell, da bleiben wir nicht kurz
Almayate, Almayate, am Strand die Seele sich hängt
Vergessen ist das bunte Berlin, hier pulsiert der ...

Die Palmen wiegen stramm im Wind, der Sand so hart und heiß
Die Wellen rauschen laut, das hat hier der pure Crime
Die Luft riecht nach Koks und Salz, ein Wodka-Cola in der Hand
Wir tanzen barfuß durch die Nacht im Almayate-Endkrass-Land.

Almayate, Almayate, du bist mein Sehn- und  Sucht
Wo die Sonne scheint so grell, da bleiben wir nicht kurz
Almayate, Almayate, am Strand die Seele sich hängt
Vergessen ist das bunte Berlin, hier pulsiert der stramme Wind!

Die Sterne funkeln über uns, die Gitarre verbrennt ganz leis'
Wir sitzen hier am Lagerfeuer, der Moment ist unglaublich heiß
Die Alltagssorgen sind verbrannt, die Zeit steht niemals still
In Almayate, mein lieber Frosch, da krieg ich niemals den Hals nicht voll.

Almayate , du bist mein Sehn- und  Sucht-
Wo die Sonne scheint so grell, da bleiben wir nicht kurz
Almayate, Almayate, am Strand die Seele sich hängt
Vergessen ist das bunte Berlin, hier pulsiert der strrramme Wind!

Almayate, Almayate, ja, ich komme wieder in dir
Almayate, Almayate, Olé, auf Wiedersehn, na klar!

Almayate

Aio - Prevalence
Nico Banfi - Burning
Filthy Kid - Domination
Victor Ruiz - Become
Bruno (HU) - Voyager - Dubvibe (HU) Remix
Kate Hex - Hypnopompia - Pablo Say Remix
Benja Henley - Quintessence
Vily Vinilo - Fractalus
ALUTO - Miya - Original Mix
Lisa May (Aus) - Yada Yada
Given Peace - Understand
Mattia Saviolo - Hyperdrive
D3RAGON - Lost
Raw Love - Industrial Seduction
HOF - The Fall - Short Edit
Return Fall - Disco
Zafer Atabey - Losing Control - Mixed
Pablo Say - Save The Day
Convoke - Reconvene
Brisa (ES) - Seismic Charge
Brisa (ES) - Kendo
SUDO - Hybrid

LOST IN FROG 16

The lamps are low, a bruised twilight bleeds,
Across the pane where the rain still pleads.
Each drop a sigh on the dusty glass,
Watching the moments slowly pass.
A whisper soft on the chilling breeze,
Rustling secrets through the skeletal trees.

The path unwinds, a ribbon of stone,
Leading me deeper, further alone.
Each twisted branch, a reaching hand,
Grasping for something I can't understand.
The air grows thick with a damp perfume,
Sealing my fate in this gathering gloom.

And I walk alone in this fading light,
Where shadows stretch and swallow the white.
A phantom limb of a memory's call,
Echoing softly beyond the wall.
Is it real, this shape in the grey?
Or just the forest stealing my day?

A flicker there, behind the dense wood,
A fragile hope, misunderstood?
Or just the moon, a sliver so thin,
Mocking the darkness that dwells within?

And I walk alone in this fading light,
Where shadows stretch and swallow the white.
A phantom limb of a memory's call,
Echoing softly beyond the wall.
Is it real, this shape in the grey?
Or just the forest stealing my day?

The forest breathes, a silent sigh,
As the last of the colors begin to die.
And I am lost, and I cannot see,
If the forest is holding onto me.
Holding onto me...
Holding onto me...

Walk alone in this fading light

Lost in the haze of a Berlin night, the city lights paint your silhouette. 
There's a pull, a current, every time you're near. It's that feeling, you know? 
The one that hits you low, a sweet kind of fear.

And then you lean in, the world fades away. 
It's just the two of us, nothing else to say. 
There's a fire in your touch, a whisper in your sigh. 
Yeah, I think you know... I like the way you kiss me.

It's not just the lips, the taste, the soft embrace.
 It's the way it lingers, leaves a trace. 
A melody unspoken, a secret understood. 
Every single time, it feels so damn good.

We could be anywhere, under any sky. 
But in this moment, with you, I could just fly. 
Forget the noise, the chaos, everything outside.
I like the way you kiss me. 
There's nowhere left to hide.

This feeling's got a hold, a grip I don't want to break. 
For every little touch, my senses start to wake. 
It's simple, it's electric, it's undeniably true. 
I like the way you kiss me. What else is there to do?

We could be anywhere, under any sky. 
But in this moment, with you, I could just fly. 
Forget the noise, the chaos, everything outside.
I like the way you kiss me. 
There's nowhere left to hide.


Kiss Me in the Moment

Woke in the grey light, another day begun
Same four walls around me, where did the feeling run?
They told me in the classroom, they whispered in the hall
Every little pleasure would lead to a great fall.

And the shadows lengthen on the pristine page
Another confession in this gilded cage
They built it brick by brick with every fearful word
Now all I ever hear is what I've always heard.

Stolen moments after dark, a glance across the room
A fragile kind of comfort blooming in the gloom
But then the old voice echoes, a hammer in my head
Saying every touch you cherish is a path you shouldn't tread.

And the shadows lengthen on the pristine page
Another confession in this gilded cage
They built it brick by brick with every fearful word
Now all I ever hear is what I've always heard.

Is it such a transgression to want a little light?
To break these heavy curtains in the lonely night?
This guilt they planted deep, it grows with every year
A constant condemnation whispering in my ear.

And the shadows lengthen on the pristine page
Another confession in this gilded cage
They built it brick by brick with every fearful word
Now all I ever hear is what I've always heard.

Oh, the weight of it all, a relentless tide
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide.
It's a sin, they told me, a sin I can't outrun.
The damage is forever, the battle's never won.


BRICK by BRICK

Across the rooftops, the city sighs low,
Streetlights like diamonds on a velvet below.
They tell us surrender, they tell us to cease,
But in this moment, we find our release.
We can be giants, just for tonight,
Burning so brightly, a glorious light.

You with your secrets, and shadows you keep,
Me with my wild heart, refusing to sleep.
They build up their walls, try to keep us apart,
But the fire between us tears them all apart.
Though the world tries to tame us, day after day,
We can be fearless, come what may.

I see the defiance that flickers and gleams,
A spark in your eyes, chasing impossible dreams.
They whisper of failure, of battles we'll lose,
But their voices are fading, we have nothing to choose.
But to rise above it, on wings made of will,
On this concrete horizon, our promise fulfill.

Oh, we can be legends, etched in the grey,
Defying the darkness, and lighting the way.
Just for this evening, the stars understand,
Two souls united, hand in hand.
We can be heroes, if only we try,
Under the vastness of the indigo sky.

Maybe tomorrow the magic will fade,
The colors will dull, the promises made.
But tonight we are boundless, a force strong and true,
Breaking the barriers, me and you.

Oh, we can be legends, etched in the grey,
Defying the darkness, and lighting the way.
Just for this evening, the stars understand,
Two souls united, hand in hand.
We can be heroes, if only we try,
Under the vastness of the indigo sky.

Just for tonight... heroes...
Under the sky...

Defying the darkness

Static whispers on the wire's thread,
Another signal from a world long dead.
Screens are flickering, a pale blue light,
Lost in the city on a lonely night.
The concrete breathes a cold and silent sigh,
As satellites drift across the inky sky.

Hello Earthling, can you hear my call?
Across the distance, standing ten feet tall
Behind the glass, where the echoes play,
Dreaming of galaxies so far away.
Hello Earthling, do you see the gleam?
A fractured vision of a cosmic dream.

Data streams like rivers in the dark,
Each fleeting message leaves its fragile mark.
I navigate these currents, cold and deep,
While weary circuits struggle hard to sleep.
The neon canyons hum a restless tune,
Beneath the silent, watchful, silver moon.

Hello Earthling, can you hear my call?
Across the distance, standing ten feet tall
Behind the glass, where the echoes play,
Dreaming of galaxies so far away.
Hello Earthling, do you see the gleam?
A fractured vision of a cosmic dream.

Gravity pulls, a constant, heavy hand,
But in my mind, I walk on shifting sand
Of distant planets, bathed in alien sun,
Where silent orbits have already begun.

Hello Earthling, can you hear my call?
Across the distance, standing ten feet tall
Behind the glass, where the echoes play,
Dreaming of galaxies so far away.
Hello Earthling, do you see the gleam?
A fractured vision of a cosmic dream.

Fading signal, lost in atmosphere,
A lonely echo, year after year.
Spaceboy calling... fading... gone... so far...
Underneath a cold and distant star.


Hello Earthling

Dunkle Nacht, die Stadt schläft ein
Nur wir zwei sind noch allein
Neonlicht flackert matt
Egal, wohin der Weg uns hat

Die Bässe pumpen, Adrenalin steigt
Jeder Blick von dir, der mich besiegt
Vergess den Stress, vergess die Zeit
Nur dieser Moment ist Ewigkeit

Baller, baller, durch die Nacht
Bis der Morgen uns erwacht
Lauter, schneller, ungestört
Diese Energie, die uns gehört
Baller, baller, Herz an Herz
Spür den Beat, den Schmerz, den Scherz
Zusammen sind wir grenzenlos
Lass uns fallen, komm, wir los

Der Asphalt bebt unter dem Sound
Verlorene Seelen, die sich hier gefund'
Ein kurzer Augenblick, ein tiefes Gefühl
Mehr als Worte, mehr als nur ein Spiel

Die Bässe pumpen, Adrenalin steigt
Jeder Blick von dir, der mich besiegt
Vergess den Stress, vergess die Zeit
Nur dieser Moment ist Ewigkeit

Baller, baller, durch die Nacht
Bis der Morgen uns erwacht
Lauter, schneller, ungestört
Diese Energie, die uns gehört
Baller, baller, Herz an Herz
Spür den Beat, den Schmerz, den Scherz
Zusammen sind wir grenzenlos
Lass uns fallen, komm, wir los

Keine Angst vor dem Fall, wir fliegen hoch
In dieser Nacht sind wir unantastbar, doch
Ein Augenblick der Wahrheit, so klar und rein
Für immer in dieser Erinnerungsschrein

Baller, baller, durch die Nacht
Bis der Morgen uns erwacht
Lauter, schneller, ungestört
Diese Energie, die uns gehört
Baller, baller, Herz an Herz
Spür den Beat, den Schmerz, den Scherz
Zusammen sind wir grenzenlos
Lass uns fallen, komm, wir los

Baller... baller... die Nacht ist jung
Baller... baller... unser Song


Baller Baller

The dust on the window pane, a film of fading light,
Reflects the empty spaces where laughter burned so bright.
The photographs are scattered, faces worn and thin,
A silent testament to where we both have been.
We stood here hand-in-hand, beneath a sky so vast,
Believing every moment, forever meant to last.

And time, it crawls and races on, a relentless, hungry tide,
That washes at the edges where our two lives used to ride.
We row in separate vessels now, the spray stings at my face,
And the silence in between us is a cold and hollow space.
We're drifting apart, my dear, as gentle as the breeze,
Like autumn leaves that tumble down from once connected trees.

I still recall the warmth of you, the solace in your gaze,
The promises we whispered through those long and hazy days.
We built a world together, brick by weary brick,
A fortress strong and solid, we thought it couldn't break so quick.
But paths diverge in shadows, and choices softly fall,
And now we walk in separate storms, beyond each other's call.

And time, it crawls and races on, a relentless, hungry tide,
That washes at the edges where our two lives used to ride.
We row in separate vessels now, the spray stings at my face,
And the silence in between us is a cold and hollow space.
We're drifting apart, my dear, as gentle as the breeze,
Like autumn leaves that tumble down from once connected trees.

Perhaps on some far shoreline, when the tempest starts to cease,
We'll glimpse a fleeting memory of that forgotten peace.
A shadow of a feeling, a whisper in the air,
That hints at the connection that we could no longer share.

And time, it crawls and races on, a relentless, hungry tide,
That washes at the edges where our two lives used to ride.
We row in separate vessels now, the spray stings at my face,
And the silence in between us is a cold and hollow space.
We're drifting apart, my dear, as gentle as the breeze,
Like autumn leaves that tumble down from once connected trees.

Down from connected trees...
The wind just carries on... carries on...

Down from connected trees...

Yeah...
Mmm...
Otra vez...

Y sigo aquí, mirando el techo a las tres de la mañana
Con el humo de tus recuerdos que no se apaga
Pensando en to' lo que fuimos, en cada palabra
Y aunque intento olvidarte, la mente te graba, yeah
Still lovin' you, girl, no sé si es culpa o condena
Tu nombre en mi cabeza, una dulce pena
Perdido en el ruido de esta ciudad que me envenena
Y en cada latido, sé que aún valió la pena.

Me cruzo contigo en mis sueños, casi siempre en la misma calle
La luz de la luna nos persigue, nadie nos detalla
Tu risa se cuela, un eco que no se calla
Y me despierto solo, con la almohada hecha batalla.
Los planes de antaño, ahora polvo en el cristal
Lo que fuimos un mapa, ahora un camino sin señal
Y me pregunto si tú también, a veces, al mirar
Las fotos viejas, sientes ganas de rebobinar.
El reggaeton de fondo, esa melodía que nos une
Aunque estemos a millas, la vibración nos confunde
Quizás es la costumbre, o un amor que se confunde
Con la soledad que a mi alma le cunde.

Y sigo aquí, mirando el techo a las tres de la mañana
Con el humo de tus recuerdos que no se apaga
Pensando en to' lo que fuimos, en cada palabra
Y aunque intento olvidarte, la mente te graba, yeah
Still lovin' you, girl, no sé si es culpa o condena
Tu nombre en mi cabeza, una dulce pena
Perdido en el ruido de esta ciudad que me envenena
Y en cada latido, sé que aún valió la pena.

Las noches en vela se acumulan, como deudas pendientes
Colecciono amaneceres grises, de recuerdos hirientes
Me dicen "pasa página", pero mis ojos son ciegos
A cualquier futuro que no tenga tus reflejos.
Las botellas vacías, testigos mudos de mi duelo
Bailando con el silencio, buscando un consuelo
En el fondo de un vaso, donde el tiempo es un velo
Que cubre el pasado, pero no el anhelo.
Y dime si a ti también te alcanza esta resaca de amor
Si te invade la nostalgia cuando baja el sol
Si ese mensaje que nunca envías, te causa dolor
O si el silencio es ahora tu mejor cobertor.

Tal vez es la distancia, o el orgullo que nos separa
Pero el corazón no olvida, no hay quien lo repara
Y aunque la lógica grita que ya no nos compara
Mi instinto sigue apostando a esa mirada clara.
En esta deriva urbana, sin rumbo ni ancla
Solo el rastro de tu aroma, que aún me desbanca
Un viaje sin billete de vuelta, en esta barca
De un amor que se resiste a que el tiempo lo abarque.

Mmm... Still lovin' you...
No sé qué hacer con esto.
(Ad-libs like "Yeah...", "En mi cabeza...", "Siempre tú...")
Otro día más...
Otra noche menos...
Sin ti.


Mirando el techo a las tres de la mañana

Nach einem Gedicht von Wolodymyr Jewtymowytsch Swidsinskyj, 
ukrainischer Dichter (1885-1941)

Müde, an die Hügel gelehnt,
Schlief und schlief der Tag. Es schien als würden
Nie wieder blaue Himmel über die Felder
Ziehen. Faul, sorglos,
Legte auch ich mich hin und ergab mich der Macht des Schlafs.
Ich erwachte – mein glänzender Tag, wo bist du?
Ein dünner Nebel breitete sich von Osten aus,
Wie mit zwei Flügeln das ebene Feld umarmend.
Die Sonne ist begraben. Der Baum ist verstummt,
Und Kälte hat die Tulpenbecher
Geschlossen, die Bienen, die so summend
Den jungen Tag begrüßt hatten, erstarren.

* * *

Kalte Stille. Gebrochener Mond
Sei bei mir und segne meine Trauer.
Sie ließ sich nieder wie Schnee auf Zweigen,
Sie wird fallen wie Schnee von Zweigen.
Drei Freuden nimmt man mir nicht:
Einsamkeit, Arbeit, Schweigen. Tückische Sehnsüchte
Habe ich nicht mehr. Gebrochener Mond,
ich trage die Traube der Erneuerung in die Nacht.
Auf dem toten Feld stehe ich, um zu beten
Und um mich werden Sterne fallen.

* * * * * *

Das Pendel ist müde.
Tag, Nacht,
Sommer, Winter –
Wiege, wiege die kräftige Stille!
Das Pendel keucht wie verwundet.

Doch warum hörte ich sein Klappern nicht,
als mein Mädchen bei mir war?
Damals
legte sie sich hin
und ich kam, ihr ein Märchen vorzulesen.

Tag, Nacht,
Sommer, Winter,
Die Zeit steht nicht still.
Die gelesenen Bücher vergilben,
An den Ecken schwarzer Schimmel,
Eine Spinne versucht, diese alten Gegenstände in ihr Netz zu spinnen –
Es gelingt ihr nicht.

Tag, Nacht –
Jeder Moment wird gezählt.
Das Pendel krächzt.

Kalte Stille. Gebrochener Mond.

Yeah...
Oh...
Still...

Hear the beat, it's calling out
Can't stop now, no room for doubt
Pushing through, the energy's high
Underneath this neon sky

Feel the rush, it takes control
Losing grip, losing soul
One more hit, one more sound
Spinning 'round and 'round and 'round

Never enough
Still not enough
Gotta get more, gotta get tough
Never enough
Still not enough
Can't fill this cup, can't give it up
Never enough
No, it's not enough
Just one more drop, just one more shove

Flicker lights, a distant gleam
Living out a waking dream
Heartbeat drums, a steady pace
Lost inside this time and space

Feel the rush, it takes control
Losing grip, losing soul
One more hit, one more sound
Spinning 'round and 'round and 'round

Never enough
Still not enough
Gotta get more, gotta get tough
Never enough
Still not enough
Can't fill this cup, can't give it up
Never enough
No, it's not enough
Just one more drop, just one more shove

Chasing shadows in the dark
Leaving behind a burning mark
Is there a limit to this chase?
Lost in time, lost in this place...

Enough...
Never...
Still...
]
Never enough!
Still not enough!
Gotta get more, gotta get tough!
Never enough!
Still not enough!
Can't fill this cup, can't give it up!
Never enough!
No, it's not enough!
Just one more drop, just one more shove!

Enough...
Never...
Still not enough...


NEVER ENOUGH

Tick-tock goes the digital clock, on my phone, on my wall
Another second slips away, can't catch it, can't stall
The newsfeed scrolls, a thousand faces, a thousand lives unfold
Each moment a fleeting whisper, a story to be told

Time is happening, right before our eyes
A constant current, through the endless skies
It pulls us forward, whether we're ready or not
A cosmic dance, a never-ending plot
Time is happening, can you feel the flow?
From birth to dust, a garden where we grow

The city hums, a million gears, a symphony of speed
Plans are made and dreams are chased, a universal need
We push and strive, we laugh and cry, beneath the shifting sun
But even in our busiest stride, the clock keeps ticking on

Time is happening, right before our eyes
A constant current, through the endless skies
It pulls us forward, whether we're ready or not
A cosmic dance, a never-ending plot
Time is happening, can you feel the flow?
From birth to dust, a garden where we grow

Sometimes I wish for pause, a moment to just be
To feel the breath within my lungs, to simply feel free
But freedom's found in letting go, in riding on the wave
Embracing every fleeting now, the memories we save

Time is happening, right before our eyes
A constant current, through the endless skies
It pulls us forward, whether we're ready or not
A cosmic dance, a never-ending plot
Time is happening, can you feel the flow?
From birth to dust, a garden where we grow

So don't just watch it pass you by, don't let it fade away
Live every second, every hour, seize the brand new day
Time is happening, oh, can't you see?
Time is happening, for you and me.

TIME

n Thüringen, wo das Herz der Bratwurst schlägt,
und der Kloß als König auf dem Teller liegt.
Eine Familie, frohgemut, in ihrem trauten Heim,
bereitete ein Festmahl, es sollte köstlich sein.
Das Fett im Topf, es brutzelte so sacht,
doch niemand ahnte, was die Stunde uns gebracht.

Ein Knall, ein Schrei, ein Flammeninferno wild,
das Kloßfett explodiert, ein schreckliches Bild.
Vom Haus blieb nur Rauch, die Heimat dahin,
doch die Liebe der Familie, die trägt sie dahin.
Gemeinsam steh'n sie auf, Hand in Hand,
ein neues Kapitel im Thüringer Land.

Verbrannt die Erinnerung, verbrannt jeder Traum,
die Tränen flossen leise in den leeren Raum.
Doch mitten im Schock, da zeigte sich die Macht,
der Freundschaft und Hilfe, die zusammenhält so sacht.
Die Nachbarn packten an, die Herzen voller Mut,
ein Funken Hoffnung glimmte, das tat ihnen so gut.

Ein Knall, ein Schrei, ein Flammeninferno wild,
das Kloßfett explodiert, ein schreckliches Bild.
Vom Haus blieb nur Rauch, die Heimat dahin,
doch die Liebe der Familie, die trägt sie dahin.
Gemeinsam steh'n sie auf, Hand in Hand,
ein neues Kapitel im Thüringer Land.

Aus Trümmern und Asche wächst ein neuer Stern,
die Hoffnung auf morgen, die sehen sie so gern.
Die Klöße schmecken wieder, wenn auch anderswo,
doch der Zusammenhalt macht sie wieder froh.

Ein Knall, ein Schrei, ein Flammeninferno wild,
das Kloßfett explodiert, ein schreckliches Bild.
Vom Haus blieb nur Rauch, die Heimat dahin,
doch die Liebe der Familie, die trägt sie dahin.
Gemeinsam steh'n sie auf, Hand in Hand,
ein neues Kapitel im Thüringer Land.

Wenn das Kloßfett durch die Wände tanzt

Neon glow on a rainy street,
Another Friday, can't be beat.
Headphones on, the city's hum,
Waiting for the beat to come.
Got that feeling, deep inside,
Nowhere left for me to hide.

The lights start pulsing, red and blue,
Something's brewing, fresh and new.
A bassline drops, a heavy thud,
Washing over like a flood.

Oh, Electric Man, you got that spark,
Lighting up the digital dark.
Synthesizer, pure delight,
Taking over, day and night.
From the speakers, a sonic wave,
This is the rhythm that I crave.
Electric Man, you understand,
This is my perfect wonderland.

The crowd is moving, one big flow,
Every worry starts to go.
A thousand faces, lost in sound,
Spinning, turning, all around.
Yeah, the rhythm's got its hold,
Stories waiting to unfold.

The lights start pulsing, red and blue,
Something's brewing, fresh and new.
A bassline drops, a heavy thud,
Washing over like a flood.

Oh, Electric Man, you got that spark,
Lighting up the digital dark.
Synthesizer, pure delight,
Taking over, day and night.
From the speakers, a sonic wave,
This is the rhythm that I crave.
Electric Man, you understand,
This is my perfect wonderland.

No need for words, no need to speak,
Just this moment, pure and sleek.
A current running, through my veins,
Washing out the everyday pains.


Electric Harmony

HAPPY TRANCE FROGS VOL. 5

One wonderful day we will dance together again.

Spring Awakening

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The emptiness of various Corona lockdowns made Focke the Fockmaster. Musically, he tried out various styles to end up where everything once ended. Techno. 
With classical eight-year music training on the cello, pubescent excursions into New Wave music, everything followed a logic at the end of the 90s. Techno.

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Die Leere diverser Corona-Lockdowns machte Focke zum Fockmaster. Musikalisch probierte er sich stilistisch divers aus, um am Ende dorthin zu gelangen, wo alles einst endete. Techno. 
Mit klassischer achtjähriger Musikausbildung am Violoncello, pubertären Ausflügen in die New Wave Musik folgte Ende der 90er Jahre alles einer Logik. Techno.

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