Quel beau texte, magnifique composition Alain! 👏👏

Paroles avec du sens ! Ça fait plaisir 
Chanson française de qualité

musique entraînante 👍 belle réussite 👌

Une belle chanson, Allain. La chanson contient les dures vérités sur la nature sombre de l’humanité. Il contient également une proposition de paix. J'aime cette chanson.

Magnifique chanson avec un message fort...je ne pourrais pas être plus d'accord avec toi, Alain !

SUMMER - In the SUMMERTIME

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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África (Hombres de tierra)

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES HOMMES

Les êtres humains se tuent
Pour gagner de la place,
Un territoire perdu
C’est autant de menaces.
A chacun son terrain
Et son bout du monde,
Mais défendre le sien
C’est toujours à la bombe.

Les pays veulent voir grand,
Ecraser à tout va.
Les bons et les méchants
Justifient leurs combats.
C’est la loi du plus fort
Sans chercher à se dire,
On comptera les morts
Sous la stèle du souv’nir.

De tous temps il y’a eu
Pour la guerre une justice,
Tant de corps disparus,
De mauvais sacrifices.
Sous couverts de prétextes,
N’importe, on justifie
Et alors sans complexe,
On s’invente des tueries.

Plus fier que la bête
L’homme est grand, se sent beau,
Et ne reste bien en fait
Que le pire des salauds.
A l’entendre souvent
On finirait par croire,
Que seuls les bains de sang
Lui donnent la gloire.

Que penser de la race
La plus intelligente,
Qui ne laissera pour trace
Que des images violentes.
Et fort plus grave encore
Si on le laisse faire,
Ce sera bien la mort
De la planète entière.

Alors me direz vous
Et vous avez raison ?
Dans un sac met pas tout,
Il y a quelques bons !
Mais en regardant bien
Faut pas rêver et croire,
C’est bien l’homme de demain
Qui termin’ra l’histoire.

MEN

human beings kill each other
To save space,
A lost territory
So many threats.
To each his own land
And his end of the world,
But defend his
It's still bomb.

Countries want to think big,
Crush everything.
The good guys and the bad guys
Justify their fights.
It's the law of the strongest
Without trying to say,
We will count the dead
Under the stele of remembrance.

At all times there has been
For war a justice,
So many missing bodies
Bad sacrifices.
Under cover of pretexts,
It doesn't matter, we justify
And then without complex,
We invent killings.

prouder than the beast
The man is tall, feels handsome,
And don't stay well in fact
Than the worst of bastards.
To hear it often
We would end up believing,
That only bloodbaths
Give Him the glory.

what about race
the smartest,
Who won't leave a trace
What violent images.
And much more serious still
If we let it,
It will be death
From the whole planet.

So will you tell me
And you are right ?
In a bag don't put everything,
There are a few good ones!
But looking closely
Do not dream and believe,
He is the man of tomorrow
Which will end the story.

LES HOMMES (Chanson Française)

First Album. Very excited to present this to yall. Thank you guys for all the support, and I thank God for this opportunity. Enjoy!
Producers:
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Chilling In The Summertime

(Texte Français et Google traduction)

LE CRI DES ECRITS

A l’encre bleue indélébile,
Marqués au feu des mots fragiles,
Je vois les pleins et les déliés,
Me dire combien tu m’as aimé.

Et je retrace sur chaque phrase,
Les « je t’embrasse » dans nos extases,
Puis les formules particulières,
En majuscule pour mieux se plaire.
Mais les ratures, les gribouillis,
Mettent en bordure les mots d’oubli.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Sortent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Si tant de prose, de phrases folles,
Toutes ces choses qui nous envolent,
Cette dernière de la rupture,
Me met à terre sous l’écriture.

Une mise à fin de l’éternel
Et du parfum d’une vie belle.
Alors je lis les larmes aux yeux,
Quand tu écris qu’entre nous deux,
C’est plus la peine de continuer,
Car tes « je t’aime » s’en sont allés.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

THE CRY OF WRITINGS

In indelible blue ink,
Marked in the fire of fragile words,
I see ups and downs,
Tell me how much you loved me.

And I retrace on each sentence,
The "I kiss you" in our ecstasies,
Then the particular formulas,
Capitalized for convenience.
But the erasures, the scribbles,
Border the words of oblivion.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Come out the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

If so much prose, crazy phrases,
All those things that fly away from us,
This last of the break,
Brings me to the ground under the writing.

An end to the eternal
And the scent of a beautiful life.
So I read with tears in my eyes,
When you write that between the two of us,
It's no longer worth continuing,
Because your "I love you" are gone.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

Le cri des écrits

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

Miracle (Extended)

Filth And Fury

Revive los años 70 Vol.2

In The Summertime

So on this one we have Jim Sanders on the drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on guitar, and myself on the bass and singing (it’s Dave you can hear adding some lovely high harmonies here and there as well). I wrote the music and words. As usual it was recorded just with the ipad on a shelf in the corner, hopefully you get the jist.

~Lyrics~
I’ve been running around all day
From London Bridge to Grand Parade
And the one thing that spurs me on
A promised land where I belong

A band of legends in my mind
The most esteemed and much maligned
And I thought I was alone
To think I nearly stayed at home

You were the one with the rueful smile
I was the one who could run a mile
It’s all coming back to me now
Your joie de vie is infectious
So carefree that it’s reckless
Ha, it’s all coming back to me now

Music and dancing, and the joy of laughing
And crashing through the decades as we fell
We took a moment right there on the floor
To marvel at the evening’s carousel

And I know I might only say it when I’m drunk
but it’s true never the less
I love you with all my heart and soul
And there’s only one thing that really breaks my heart
…my biggest regret…
I just wish we saw each other more.

All Coming Back To Me Now

'this song'

Scratch Kelly: beats, synths, production 
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, guitars, foolishness

You're incapable of love, I've found.
You've been turnin' these smiles you've made into frowns.
I must've been blind because I was down.
And now I'm just another fool of yours that's hangin' around. 

I know what I want to carry on.
I know what I need to keep me strong.
I thought our stars shone but I was wrong.
And now I'm pouring everything into this song. 

It's hard for me to accept.
I don't want my heart to be full of regrets.
But this is fucked up, you must admit.
And I'm the only one that's giving a shit. 

I know what I want to carry on.
I know what I need to keep me strong.
I thought our stars shone but I was wrong.
And now I'm pouring everything into this song.

this song (with Scratch Kelly)

JOY FEAT

Heroes / David Bowie cover

This is one of the many fun covers we recorded for our second lockdown album "Allá voy de nuevo" (Here I go again). We tried to make an old school The Specials/Madness-esque ska arrangement, but ended up with something closer to Reel Big Fish (not that we are complaining, they rock!).

That album is available on bandcamp:
franklloydperu.bandcamp.com/album/all-voy-de-nuevo
Please, check it out :)

†ॐ

"Too Late For Goodbyes"
Music composed by Julian Lennon
Arranged by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.
Recorded by FRANK LLOYD, originally released in August 2021.
2024 mix produced at Kolima Forest Studios.
Album art by chirimoyachris.

Too Late For Goodbyes

This is the last track on Neil's 25the studio LP in the year 2000.
" Neil Young's song "Without Rings" is about a person's place in life, their purpose, and the idea that life passes within, not before their eyes. The song's gentle melody repeats like a tide, while Young reflects on his life. Some of the song's lyrics include: 
"Electrical energy. fighting drugs with pain. there's a war inside. pictures in my brain"
"I'm looking for a job. I don't know what I'm doing"
"My software's not compatible with you. But this I can't deny. I know that you can fly"
Young wrote "Without Rings" in the back of a bus in Florida, using a felt tip marker on a large piece of newspaper. He said it was one of the first songs he recorded, when he thought he was making an acoustic solo album".            Google Generative AI
Mastered Track :Distrokid Mixea

Without Rings - Neil Young (Cover)

Wasteland Revolution (feat. All Wick No Wax)

JOY RIDE

Chansons Françaises écrites, composées, arrangées et enregistrées à la maison.
Elles sont toutefois déposées à la SACEM.

A playful, joyous mood, happy vibes, uplifting tunes -  EDM & Dance are my favourite! #electronic #edm #dance #instrumental 💟🎈   Creating music is amazingly FUN and all I want is to share JOY!!! I do everything by myself - MIXING & MASTERING too - this is so enjoyable!!! 😍😊 
Love and Respect to everyone who spares time on my playlists and tracks. I'm deeply honoured and I thank you all immensely!!!  🙏😊💟🌹

LES HOMMES (Chanson Française)

Alain GUERIN

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