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Mick Jagger - Just Another Night (Audi5000 remix)

like a rolling stone [bob dylan]

Leftfield- Open Up

My dub of an old Leftfield track from one of my favorite albums ever. Enjoy.

Leftfield - Release The Pressure (Guesswerk Dub)

Undoubtedly the most profound song that John Lennon ever wrote. Listen to his tender "sigh" at the beginning of this extremely rare take.

Imagine (Ultra Rare Take)

Why worry (Dire Straits)

U2 - Where The Streets Have No Name , Dublin -1989-12-26

Lyrics Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8llJbEDA0g&feature=youtu.be

Tiré de l'album "2016" http://smarturl.it/Poom2016
CD/vinyle gatefold https://poom.bandcamp.com

Je me prépare à toute allure
mon sac et mon pull à rayures
je tourne la clé dans la serrure
et tu m’attends…
1 heure pour sortir de Paris
on met l’Cap sur la Normandie
laissons la ville et ses soucis
Il était temps…
Aujourd’hui le ciel est d’azur
et je retire mes chaussures
le vent chahute ma coiffure
et je déboucle ma ceinture de la vitesse

De la vitesse à l’ivresse
de l’ivresse à tes caresses
caresses à l’everest
faut qu’un mur se dresse pour mourir en mercedes

Jeux interdits dans la voiture
nos coeurs et le moteur carburent
un instant la radio murmure
notre chanson
On quitte la route dans un virage
soudain bascule le paysage
le tableau d’bord dans mon visage fait des ravages.
Ma vie défile à toute allure, 
de fracas mes tympans saturent
et là au coeur de ma blessure
la mort laisse sa signature

De la vitesse à l’ivresse
de l’ivresse à tes caresses
caresses à l’everest
faut qu’un mur se dresse pour mourir en mercedes
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From speed to euphoria
I race to get prepared
Put on my purse and my stripped pullover
Turn up the key in the lock
While you await me…
It takes an hour to get off Paris
We’re setting sail to Normandy
Leaving the city and its sorrows
Just in time…
Today the sky is blue
And I take off my shoes
Wind blows up my hairdo
And I unfasten my seatbelt - from the speed

From speed to euphoria
From drunkenness to your caress 
Caresses to Mount Everest
It takes a wall to be erected, to die in a Mercedes

Forbidden games played in the car
Our hearts and the motor heating
For a time radio mutters…
Our song.

We’re off the road in a whirl
The landscape swift – suddenly
The board dashed in my face wreaks havoc
My life rolls out in speed, and my eardrums are bursting from the crash
And then at the core of my wound
Death leaves out its mark
 
From speed to euphoria
From drunkenness to your caress
Caresses to Mount Everest
It takes a wall to be erect, to die in a Mercedes

De la vitesse à l'ivresse

Story
The Flower of Awakening: Buddha
More than 2,500 years ago, in the golden lands of Kapilavastu, a prince was born under the sal tree: Siddhartha Gautama, son of kings, destined to reign. But his soul did not seek thrones, but answers.
From his cradle, the wise men saw signs: "This child will be either a great monarch... or a great sage." His father, fearful of losing him to the spiritual world, locked him in a palace of pleasures, where pain had no name.
But destiny blows like a wind through bamboo. Siddhartha escaped the walls and saw four visions that would change his life:
• A bent old man: time.
• A sick man: suffering.
• A corpse: death.
• An ascetic: the search.
Then, like a lotus rising from the mud, he renounced everything: wealth, family, power. He became a beggar, a seeker, an unquenchable flame.
For years he wandered, fasted, meditated. He tried extremes, but did not find the truth. Until, under the shade of the Bodhi tree, he sat in silence. He vowed not to rise until he understood the mystery of suffering.
And there, in the longest night, he faced Mara, the lord of illusions. Desire, fear, pride… they all came. But Siddhartha did not move. At dawn, the light touched his face. He had awakened.
He became the Buddha, “the Enlightened One.” Not as a god, but as a guide. He walked through villages, forests, and cities, teaching the Middle Way, compassion, wisdom, and the art of breaking free from the cycle of pain.
His message was not dogma, but practice:
• The Four Noble Truths: suffering exists, it has a cause, it can end, and there is a way.
• The Noble Eightfold Path: right view, right intention, right speech… even right meditation.
He died at the age of 80, beneath flowering trees, surrounded by disciples. But his awakening did not die. Like a melody that spans centuries, his teaching lives on in temples, songs, and hearts.

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Sonic Universe

Buddha

Led Zeppelin - all of my love

Extrait de la vidéo "les 3 visages de l'amour" :
► https://youtu.be/KZ-hW3G64-I

Bande sonore :
Gymnopedie No 3 par Kevin MacLeod est distribué sous la licence Creative Commons Attribution (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)
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Why worry (Dire Straits)

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