Amazing composition..🔥
Very soothing ...🔥
Bravo Leia 👏👏👏👏

wonderful mystic atmosphere… digging it!👌🏻

❤️️ Ce titre est incroyable 👏🏻

👌👌👌 reine de l’ambiance de l’haut delà …

Angelic atmosphere 🕊🕊 Really beautiful 🕊🕊

Bonjour Leia, magnifique et magique musique, excellement réalisée !

love all your artistry and music…Just wonderful 🙏

Yasuragi

Parlarti d'amor di Flavio Pozzaglio Compositore Autore

Non è un sogno ma sei tu
la mia musica stasera
dolce come una poesia 
stiamo insieme se lo vuoi
Vorrei andar via
vorrei vivere domani
per cercare insieme a te
di giocare con la vita
lascia che sia
vero amore da domani
lascia la malinconia
tra le lacrime di ieri
donna sei qui e accarezzi i miei pensieri
non mi chiedere di più
ti darò amore se lo vuoi

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti d'amor

Passa il tempo insieme a te 
ma il ricordo non scolora
tutto è ancora amore mio 
come lo lasciammo allora
resta così tra le pagine ingiallite
quella foto dove tu salutavi con la mano
lascia che sia in un volo di gabbiani
qe in questo tempo che va via
noi per sempre innamorati

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti d'amor

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti  …. d'amor.
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Talking to you of love - Text and Music by Flavio Pozzaglio

It's not a dream but it's you
my music tonight
sweet as a poem
we'll be together if you want
I would like to go away
I would like to live tomorrow
to search with you
to play with life
let it be
true love from tomorrow
leave the melancholy
between the tears of yesterday
woman you are here and caress my thoughts
don't ask me for more
I'll give you love if you want it

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you about love

Spend time with you
but the memory does not fade
everything is still my love
as we left him then
thus remains among the yellowed pages
that photo where you waved goodbye
let it be in a flight of seagulls
qe in this time that goes away
we forever in love

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you about love

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you…. of love.

Parlarti d'amor

Mise en ligne: 01/07/2022
Musique, arrangements, mixage : Leia
Mastering : C.M

© Leia S.V 2022 All Rights Reserved

Krystaline

This tune was released by Mariah Carey in 1993. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

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Name That Tune #471 by Mariah Carey

Introduction in English:

A good thirty years ago I had a partner who had strict Catholic parents. She had four brothers who married in the strict Catholic spirit during the time we were together. 
I loved the free, unbridled, wild dancing at that time. But at those weddings, any passion was contained in a rigid religious call-and-dance ceremonial.   
My "salvation" was Bosza, a Croatian woman overflowing with warmth, cordiality and impetuous liveliness. She was the wife of my then partner's uncle, who himself had fled to Berlin decades ago from the all-suppressing Catholic morality.
And with Bosza I danced half the night away at the weddings. Most people hated us for it. But we were passionate soul mates.
After I separated from my former partner, I lost sight of Bosza for the last ten years. 
Until I received a year ago over a brother of my ex-partner by WhatsApp the message that Bosza had died with not even seventy years. 
When I received this news, I had to cry spontaneously. And out of this sadness, but also out of gratitude for the great living time together at the otherwise dead weddings, this tribute to this wonderful woman was created. A woman who burned from both ends of the candle, and like most who do, do not grow very old.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Bosza

Shaved grass
Orgies of order in excess

Everything symmetrical
The cleanliness fetish

The compulsive cult replaces pleasure and fun

I come there to such a festival
Where they leave farts in gold seals

On the dance floors brooms
Heart-decored straw creatures

The atmosphere is arctic chilled

There you just jumped in brazenly
Loud, exuberant and soft

Created a little warmth niche
In this enchanted ice princess realm

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fish grette leftovers at the cat table
On my lap a spoiled quiche

The life in bottles
With permanent stop tabs

The children are domesticated

The meeting train on a railway track
On which is written "Untraceable travelled"

No door handles
The eye salute empty

A glass bell lies on the sea of people

Through you came healing cracks
The gowns mutated into a dress
Stock fishes began to wag
The mood of forbiddance deflated

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Bosza

Kahlgeschorenes Gras
Ordnungsorgien im Übermaß

Alles symmetrisch
Der Sauberkeitsfetisch

Der Zwangskult ersetzt Lust und Spaß

Komme dort auf so ein Fest
Auf dem man Fürze in Goldplomben lässt

Auf den Tanzflächen Besen
Herzentkernte Stroh-Wesen

Die Atmosphäre ist arktisch gekühlt

Da bist Du einfach dreist reingesprungen
laut, überbordend und weich

Schufst eine kleine Wärmenische
In diesem verwunschenen Eisprinzessinnen-Reich

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fischgreten-Reste am Katzentisch
Auf meinem Schoß ne' verdorbene Quiche

Das Leben in Flaschen
Mit Dauerstop-Laschen

Die Kinder sind domestiziert

Der Begegnungszug auf einem Gleis
Auf dem steht „Unauffindbar verreist“

Keine Türklinken
Der Augengruß leer

Eine Glasglocke liegt auf dem Menschenmeer

Durch Dich kamen heilsame Risse
Die Talare mutierten zum Kleid
Stockfische begannen zu wedeln
Die Stimmung von Verboten entbleit

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Bosza

Boza

back when I was recording the John Denver song "Take Me Home, Country Roads" with the fine gentlemen in The Eclectic Collective, my 8 yr old daughter loved the song so much she began singing it ALL THE TIME. This is a quick little recording of us harmonizing the chorus. Pretty amazingly expressive singing for a youngster if I do say so myself! 

Here's the full recording with The Eclectic Collective:
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/take-me-home-country-roads-eclectic-collective?si=124fd64d50bb42bca0caa9b197a975c2&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Country Roads  (daughter & dad harmony)

AC Sourse - Collapse (Original Mix)

Was going after a Pink Floyd sound on this. I hope you enjoy it!

In a dream, you’ll make it
Has to be, to take it
Guilty, we can see our saviour
The bastard, he can be our traitor

The wind and sea will impale ya
If you’re like me; a drunken sailor
To never be free, I found a jailer
A sot, a near-do-well, a total failure

There has to be something braver
For saving me, blind faith, and valor
The troubled breeze of change surrounds us
A muddled release of all they’re talking about

In a dream, you’ll break it
The mirror of fate, yourself; you hated
Bring to me the sands of Abydos
For the beggar who has the most

I’ll squint to see if there’s land there yet
Uncertainty is the jailer now
Brought to peace, my fight is over now
Into that dream, forever; on and on

Quiet Desperation

Lyrics and vocals: DelhyA https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181
Instrumental: HyLGZ22

Lyrics :
Pour une fois j’avais juste envie de faire un truc différent
Peut être plus marrant:
Je veux me la jouer façon « gazelle »
Sans,comme d habitude, « gammer » de plus belle.
Je ne suis pas la reine de la prose ni celle du slam
Mais j aimerais juste poser mes idées là.

J envie tous ceux qui ont des choses à dire
Qui ont tant de facilités à écrire le fond de leurs pensées…délavées ou exaltées.
Les miennes ont bien du Mal à se poser sur une feuille de papier
que je parte à l’aventure un dimanche
Ou à l Aube d une semaine pourtant pleine de belles promesses.
j en ai bien des soucis moi aussi
Mais Leur mise en mot est difficile.
Il est plus simple parfois de s’ allonger de ne rien faire que de les coucher sur du papier.
Est ce que ça sonnerait peut être mieux en anglais? C est une question que je me pose même si écrire dans cette langue m indispose…
Alors je glisse quelques mots comme ça pour faciliter ma prose…
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds « cool »,
Mais bien souvent rien de mon stylo ne coule.
Il me faudrait peut être l aide d un sorcier
Ou d un coup de baguette magique qui aiderait dame inspiration à se réveiller
Mais où vont ils bien chercher toutes leurs idées ?
Pendant que moi je me vide de toute substance… latente, redondante,ennuyante.

J envie tous ceux qui créent des chansons
Comme on fabrique des maisons
Qui en sortent des airs par million
qui osent étaler si « facilement » leur prose
Pendant que moi je ne peux rien faire à part… « getting bored ».

Tiens, je vais peut être activer la fonction dictée
En voilà une bonne idée!
Et chanter quelques da da da qui pourraient bien sonner
De quoi mettre un peu de sweet dans mes idées…

TRANSLATED:

For once I just wanted to do something different
Can be more funny:
I want to play it like a "gazelle"
Without, as usual, "gaming" more beautiful.
I am not the queen of prose or that of the slam
But I would just like to put my ideas there.
I envy all those who have things to say
Who have so much facility to write the bottom of their thoughts...washed out or exalted.
Mine have a hard time landing on a sheet of paper
That I'm going on an adventure on a Sunday
Or at the dawn of a week full of beautiful promises.
I have a lot of worries too
But their wording is difficult.
It is sometimes easier to lie down and do nothing than to lay them on paper.
Would it sound better in English? It's a question I ask myself even if writing in this language makes me unwell...
So I slip a few words like this to facilitate my prose...
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds "cool",
But often nothing from my pen flows.
I might need the help of a wizard
Or a magic wand that would help lady inspiration wake up
But where do they look for all their ideas?
While I empty myself of any substance... latent, redundant, boring.

I envy all those who create songs
How we make houses
Who come out of the airs by the million
Who dare to spread their prose so "easily"
While I can't do anything except... "getting bored".

Here, I may activate the dictation function
That's a good idea!
And sing some da da da that could sound well
Enough to put a little sweet in my ideas...

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D (with DelhyA)

Esteemed ladies and gentlemen, permit me the honour of presenting to you 'Coronation Day' - a magnificent composition replete with joy and grandeur, truly deserving of its illustrious title.

Coronation Day

This composition presents you with a musical plateform that represents you calling out to your  past family, friends or people you have felt a bond with,or who are experiencing hardship.
The Sad Souls are captured in the -Celo, flute and piano.
The Happy responses are felt in the guitar and piano
I hope you can relate to this composition as it allows you to  create your vision.

My Soul cries out for you

Deaf to the Drums

Dust

Dans la forêt il y a des pins qui brûlent
Dans a forêt il y a des pins qui se font dévorer par le scolyte
Dans la forêt il y a des gens qui se battent pour finir de les arracher
Dans la forêt il y en a des gens qui luttent pour les en empêcher

La forêt usagère de La Teste-de-Buch dans les Landes a brûlé ainsi qu'une bonne partie des pinèdes aux alentours durant les incendies de l'été 2022. Depuis, tout est chamboulé pour les habitants, car c'est un lieu qu'ils arpentent depuis des centaines d'années, dont ils utilisent les ressources et prennent soin comme un membre de leur communauté, en regard des droits ancestraux qu'ils ont dessus. Mais les grands forestiers procèdent à des coupes rases, et la lutte administrative et sociale s'organise. Le documentaire d'Alexandre Cartigny retrace cette histoire contemporaine aux travers du portrait et des témoignages des habitants.

La BO que nous avons composé à cette occasion, Thomas Baudoin et moi même, tire sa matière des instruments des Landes, comme la boha, les rhombes, la conque et les tulhères (sortes de trompes en écorce), mais aussi du son du feu, des vibrations des tronçonneuses, et des pépiements des oiseaux. L'énergie de la musique a pris naissance dans ce que nous ont inspiré les images et la BO du film Sirāt, où le désert qui y figure fait écho à cette forêt landaise en péril. Une question de temps ? une seule certitude au bout du compte, ici la forêt reviendra.

" Aci la seuva tornarà" est le thème principal de cette BO, thème dont on a décliné ensuite tous les éléments pour fabriquer la musique du documentaire.

Thomas Baudoin : chant, boha, rhombes, tuyau harmonique, bols, poutres
Matèu Baudoin : chant, clarinette, Arp 2600, programmations, synthés, drones

Enregistré par Matèu et Thomas Baudoin en octobre / novembre 2025
Mixé et masterisé par Matèu Baudoin en novembre 2025

Ma Forêt

a new start

RICOTA

TAW017

Forever (Original Mix)

Welcome to my page!

I've been playing guitar for many years, even though I'm not very good at it, with the support of my wonderful band members.

When I first heard the sound of a Hammond B3 when I was young, I felt something modern in the linear, expressionless sound emitted by the electronics, and then with the advent of the synthesizer, I felt infinite possibilities that could not be expressed with existing instruments.

In 1988, I discovered the joy of using MIDI files as a way to express my music on my ATARI 1040ST computer, and I became obsessed with it. Fortunately or unfortunately, that obsession continues to this day.

All music posted on this Soundcloud is created using only a mouse on a computer's piano roll screen.

The only exception is that I actually play the guitar part on No. 16 (OnMyouJi).

Assembling music on a computer allows you to listen to the melody objectively, so there is the joy of unexpected discoveries.

That's the most interesting thing, and I learn a lot. It can be tiring sometimes, but...

Music has a mysterious power that reminds you of your past self when you listen to music you listened to repeatedly in the past for the first time in a long time.

I think everyone has experienced that.

I hope that the music I post here will help you remember who you are in the future.

Comments on the songs will encourage me in the future. Please feel free to write anything you want.

I may not be able to reply to comments right away, but I will definitely reply, but I may not be able to reply to messages. Please understand.

Thank you.

(All my compositions are free of IA)
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✿𝑳𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒆́𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔,
𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒕 𝒍'𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒓
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Krystaline

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