Paroles de la chanson inspirée d'un poème de
Poète : René-François Sully Prudhomme (1839-1907)
Recueil : Les vaines tendresses (1875).
Le présent se fait vide et triste,
Ô mon amie, autour de nous ;
Combien peu de passé subsiste !
Et ceux qui restent changent tous.

[Verse]
The present becomes empty and heavy
Each breath a detour
Around us
The silence runs

[Chorus]
Oh my friend
What remains
When time erases our encounters
I love you
I love you
Motionless

[Verse 2]
How little of the past remains
Shadows dance
Sad
Under the light that persists

[Prechorus]
Eyes that saw us grow
Laughter
A smile

[Chorus]
Oh my friend
What remains
When time erases our encounters
I love you
I love you
Motionless

[Bridge]
Yet something remains
A whisper in the heart
A star deep in our eyes

Traduction en  français

[Verse]
Le présent se fait vide et lourd
Chaque souffle un détour
Autour de nous
Le silence court

[Chorus]
Ô mon amie
Que reste-t-il
Quand le temps efface nos rencontres
Je t’aime
Je t’aime
Immobile

[Verse 2]
Combien peu du passé subsiste
Les ombres dansent
Tristes
Sous la lumière qui persiste

[Prechorus]
Des yeux qui nous ont vu grandir
Des rires
Un sourire

[Chorus]
Ô mon amie
Que reste-t-il
Quand le temps efface nos rencontres
Je t’aime
Je t’aime
Immobile

[Bridge]
Pourtant quelque chose demeure
Un murmure dans le cœur
Une étoile au fond de nos yeux

René-François Sully Prudhomme.
À découvrir sur le site https://www.poesie-francaise.fr/rene-francois-sully-prudhomme/poeme-ce-qui-dure.php

Ce qui reste

Your girl BobbybPhoolan is back at it, murdering these beats 🎧 leaving a crime scene 💥 Produced by the one and only BeeKool, ‘ONE TIME’ is all raw energy, REAL bars, and that Rude Gyal confidence. Press play and witness the damage at your own risk ⚠️😂💯

Shoutout to all the real ones supporting my music 
🫡✨Mad love always! ..And to the OPPs, keep my name out y’all mouths before you choke on it. Y’all obsessed… might as well send me flowers at this point 💐😂💯

Shoutout to Jay Coke for the Dope Cover Art 🖼️

ONE TIME (Prod. Beekool)

MidnightTerrace

I wrote this song in 2020. 
Little did I know that the song would turn into reality so very quickly. 


LYRICS:

What a time to be alive
Oily puddles toxic skies
Stirred up hatred, lies, no big surprise


Reflections can not 
Hide the facts
They've seen it all
In those windswept skies 
And those empty eyes

	
What a time to be alive
Oily puddles toxic skies
Lies and hate, well there's no big surprise

Cause all they've ever known is fight
And we lost it over night 
But we got our pride 
So that's quite alright


I thought I saw you down the street
On the pavement where we used to be

But you aren't hiding 
You are gone
How did we get to this
How did it come to this
What have we done


No one's laughing since the day
The day of broken dreams
The day we've broken everything

No one's seen the sun for days
It's just how we feared
When the world would disappear


No one's laughing since the day
The day of broken dreams
The day we've broken everything

No one's seen the sun for days
And it's how we feared
When the world would disappear
	

No one's laughing
No one's laughing now
No one's laughing
No one's laughing now

03 Toxic Heat

Honored to share my latest collaboration with CYFR-360, a brilliant artist from the U.S. East Coast. His creativity and energy truly shine in this track, and working together across borders has been an inspiring experience. Big respect to CYFR-360 for bringing his unique touch to this project!

CYFR - 360
https://soundcloud.com/po301757?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Sakura Emotional  (Remixed by CYFR - 360)

Aegopodium DNA fights against fungi

Just freestyle... I didn't know what to call the song. In the end, I settled on "Disturbance."
What would you call it? Any suggestions? 

28.08.2025

Disturbance

CircularSquares

In the days of indecision,
In the haze of the truth,
When the path is dark and endless,
And the choice is up to you.

When the curtains start to open,
it’s time to do your part,
the world counting on you now
And you don’t know how to start

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.

In the times that test your spirit,
When the world is far from kind,
when hope is dim and fleeting,
and strength is hard to find.

When the road divides before you,
and the night won’t let you see,
When the weight is heavy on your shoulders,
And you don’t know who to be.

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.

Seasons changing way to fast
These years - where have they gone?
I hope you hear me still
When you’re on your own.

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.


I'm With You

If we join our drops we can form a sea.

Se uniamo tutte le nostre gocce possiamo formare un mare.

Gaza

Harder, faster, more violent, the ghost returns.

Dr0pit

Drop it (Reload)

Born in the deep pulse of Georgia, USA, TrapGhost are a young couple who treat trap as both ritual and rebellion. Their music is not just bass and beats, it is haunted storytelling where Southern grit collides with futuristic sound design. Raised on the legacy of Atlanta’s trap pioneers yet drawn to the shadows of underground EDM, they carve a sound that is both intimate and spectral. Dark pads drift like memories, robotic vocal chops confess like ghosts in the night, and every 808 they drop feels like a heartbeat echoing under purple fog. For TrapGhost, trap is not a genre but a séance, a way of summoning love, loss, and survival from the other side of silence.

Drop it (Reload)

Trapgh0st