Tributo a Julio Iglesias. Sus 15 Grandes Éxitos

No Vengo Ni Voy (Je N'ai Pas Change)

Apple Music

Chuchoter

Lyrics:

No tengo el don de las palabras
pero mi tacto sí sabe decir
que cada roce es un poema
que solo tú puedes traducir

Te amo como la raíz ama al agua
sin alardes, sin voz, pero con alma
Y tú tiemblas, amor, cuando te toco
como si mi piel hablara con fuego

Mi abrazo no tiene discurso
pero sabe el camino a tu centro
tus ojos se nublan cuando acaricio
como si tocara un recuerdo eterno

Te amo como la raíz ama al agua
sin alardes, sin voz, pero con alma
Y tú tiemblas, amor, cuando te toco
como si mi piel hablara con fuego

(te lo juro en cada caricia,
en cada suspiro que no firmo con palabras...)

Te amo como la raíz ama al agua
sin alardes, sin voz, pero con alma
Y tú tiemblas, amor, cuando te toco
como si mi piel hablara con fuego

Lenguaje de Piel

[Verse 1]
In shadows deep where secrets sleep,
I wander alone in silent grief.
A silver doe in midnight’s glow,
Whispers of love lost long ago.

[Verse 2]
The wind, a ghost, murmurs her name,
Her laughter fades like a dying flame.
By starlit rivers my dreams adrift,
In every breeze, I feel her shift.

[Chorus]
Forever haunted, shadows fall,
Her whispered name, my silent call.
In every breath, a fading light,
I chase the ghost that haunts the night.

[Bridge]
Memories trace a midnight sky,
Faded roses and whispered sighs.
On cliffs, old vows echo in the night,
While the ocean mourns in pale moonlight.

[Verse 3]
Barren fields under a sorrowed sky,
Wilted petals of dreams gone by.
Every step is a silent plea,
Haunted forever by her memory.

[Chorus]
Forever haunted, shadows fall,
Her whispered name, my silent call.
In every breath, a fading light,
I chase the ghost that haunts the night.

[Outro]
In twilight’s arms, my heart remains unsealed,
A whispered love—a wound never healed.

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“Moonlight” is a ghostly lament wrapped in the aching embrace of Alternative Rock and cinematic Gothic Rock.

Every verse is steeped in shadow and silver, as deep vocals and mournful violin weave through a landscape of memories forever drifting in the dark.

This is a hymn to lost love and eternal longing — a tribute to those who haunt our hearts long after they’re gone.

Drift with the tides of this sorrowful melody and let its gentle ache illuminate the dark places where hope still whispers.

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Genre: Alternative Rock / Cinematic Gothic Rock 
Key: F Major
BPM: 120
Time Signature: 4/4

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A tribute to Professor Severus Snape ♡

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

Moonlight

This Album Is maked by ARTIST: Whiskey Roses (Anamaria Shevchenko) Produced By: Qimer Kholo. Saxsaphone (Matee)


Cigarettes at Midnight

"One More Night to Remember" is a slow-burning 1950s-inspired soul-blues ballad sung from the perspective of a woman who unexpectedly reunites with a former lover in a dimly lit, smoky jazz bar. As the evening unfolds, both are drawn back into the emotional gravity of their shared past. The song begins with the surprise encounter, capturing the unspoken tension and lingering feelings as they share drinks, glances, and eventually conversation.

Each verse deepens the emotional atmosphere, revealing the pain, regrets, and quiet longing that still live between them. They share intimate moments that blur the line between healing and relapsing into old desires. The chorus reflects a bittersweet acceptance that although their love may not have survived the years, its echoes still burn brightly for a single night.

The instrumental sections—featuring piano, upright bass, brushed drums, and smoky saxophone—enhance the song’s cinematic, melancholic mood, evoking the sensual loneliness of midnight hours. A poignant bridge shows the inevitability of parting, even as they pretend for one last time that their love could endure.

In the end, the narrator acknowledges that this fleeting night was both a comfort and a goodbye, wrapping their shared memories in a jazz-soaked dream that will linger long after the music fades. The song captures the vulnerability, nostalgia, and emotional rawness of seeing someone again who once meant everything—and still might.

Lyrics:
[intro – slow piano and muted trumpet, dim bar ambiance]

[verse 1]
I saw you walk in through that velvet haze,
Same old coat, same broken gaze.
A thousand nights since we let go,
But time don’t melt what the heart still knows.
I sipped my drink, tried not to stare,
But memories danced in that midnight air.

[instrumental 1 – soft piano riff with upright bass]

[verse 2]
You sat down slow, like a ghost from dreams,
With eyes still heavy from silent screams.
We talked in whispers, like lovers do,
Though the words were cracked and colored blue.
Your hand found mine, just like before,
And I didn't pull away no more.

[chorus]
One more night to remember,
One last chance to feel.
We kissed in the shadow of December,
Pretending the past could heal.
If only love could stay 'til morning light,
But some things burn just for the night.

[instrumental 2 – saxophone solo, slow and smoky]

[verse 3]
You lit my smoke, I lit your pain,
We wore our guilt like summer rain.
Each laugh was stitched with silent cries,
Each touch betrayed our alibis.
But oh, how sweet the bitter feels,
When lonely hearts spin broken wheels.

[verse 4]
The jukebox played our favorite tune,
A lullaby beneath the moon.
We danced so slow, like time stood still,
Each step a cure, each glance a thrill.
But in your smile I saw goodbye,
A truth too deep for one last cry.

[instrumental 3 – smoky jazz trio: brushed drums, double bass, soft piano glissando]

[chorus – softer]
One more night to remember,
A lie we chose to keep.
Wrapped in a song, a dying ember,
That sings us back to sleep.
I knew you’d go with the morning train,
But still, I’d do it all again.

[instrumental 4 – solo piano, trumpet highlights, soft brushed drums]

[bridge]
The moon watched cold from the window pane,
As we held each other through joy and shame.
We said goodbye with no regrets,
Just smoky lips and silhouettes.

[final chorus – slow and tender]
One more night to remember,
No promise, no goodbyes.
Just the sound of hearts in late September,
And the truth behind our lies.
I’ll see you in some future barlight glow—
Where old love lingers soft and low.

[outro – trumpet solo fading into soft piano chords, bar lights dim]


One More Night to Remember

Italia Senza Vergogna is a fierce, sensual, and unapologetically bold Italian pop collection that reimagines la dolce vita through modern eyes and vintage orchestration. Blending the lush drama of Nino Rota, the orchestral seduction of 1960s Cinecittà, and the raw lyrical heat of contemporary desire, these songs celebrate love, betrayal, sex, power, and beauty across Rome, Naples, Venice, and beyond. From the haunting elegance of Roma to the feverish defiance of Bottona and the romantic chaos of Venezia è Piena di Fogna, this is Italy as it’s never sounded—flirtatious, cinematic, and burning with life.

Track 9 Stregga

Written by Herman Upfeld  in 1931 the song became famous when it was featured in the film "Casablanca" in 1942. Recorded by Bing Crosby in 1943 and by many others later on.

As Time Goes by sung by Lisa B  (minus)

Monet Dreams is a romantic reverie that uses impressionist painting imagery to explore the dance between artist and muse. The song captures the fleeting beauty of light and nature through Monet's brushstrokes while revealing the deeper longing to become someone's masterpiece. It's about mutual captivation - where love becomes art.

Monet Dreams

Mist in my eyes ❤️

The Way You Said My Name Like a Prayer

Found me on Youtube, Deezer, Amazon Music, Apple Music, Spotify, Facebook and X in https://linktr.ee/TheAbiffSolaris

In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.