Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Central and South East Europe.

Healing Folk

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in West Europe.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Canada.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Americas.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Brazil.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in United Kingdom.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in West Asia.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Saudi Arabia.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Central Asia.

Therapeutic sounds of Folk music to heal your heart and uplift your mood. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in Australia.

Medo e Desespero

Pyrite (fools gold)

Flowers

rusowsky - malibU (pink + pink chorus) (Tiny Desk Version)

Dosym

Desde aquel día cuando en Betania (Himno #438)

Sadraddin Dosym

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Arz Kiya Hai (Slowed+Reverb)

LUST – MARINO

Milo j - Nino

Ramadan Indah

Semangat Ramadan

Daman Zardo

Daman Zardoo

حکایت واقعیه ناخدایی ِ که آب لنجِ اونو میبره به جایی که دوسال طول میکشه برگرده به محل زندگیش...
با هزار امید به سمت معشوقه ای که دیگه نیست....
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دل به دِریا زِده بودُم
که بِراش ماهی بیارُم
یه سبد صدف بسازُم
رو سرِش تاج بزارُم
اما غافل که ای دِریا
یه روزایی طوفانی میشه
یه دوسالی برنِگردی
عشق تو افسانه میشه
اگه نشُد فراموشُم چیشاش صِدای قِشنگش چی؟
اگه نرفت اَتوو خاطرُم قِد و بالای بلندش چی؟
اگه نرفت کِسی تو دلُم تا آخر عمرُم
یه غِریبه جا مونه پر کنه
غِم نگاش‌ خوندش چی؟
زیرِ اوو نخلِ بلندو
سِرِ او کیچه قِشنگو
مو‌با یه ضرب و نیمبون
اگه نشُد فراموشُم چیشاش صِدای قِشنگش چی؟
اگه نرفت اَتوو خاطرُم قِد و بالای بلندش چی؟
اگه نرفت کِسی تو دلُم دیگه تا آخرِ عمرُم
یه غِریبه جا مونه پر کنه غِم نگاش‌ خوندش چی؟
تو با اوو دامنِ زردوو
مِگه اَ یاد مو میره؟
ای همه خاطره بازی
تو ای قِصه هارِ باکی؟
دوباره میخوی بسازی؟
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صفحه صاحب اثر: https://www.instagram.com/mammrez_

ممرض - دامن زردو | Mammrez - Daman Zardoo

The Way I Love You / With You

The Way I Love You (Acoustic)

Zire Oo Nakhle

Chuva de Arroz

https://t.me/dailylair
https://t.me/allergic2cats
https://t.me/athy2k7

чемодан

Mamrez - Zir e Oo Nakhle Bolando زیر او نخل بلندو .mp3

شوية أفكار ومشاعر كتبتهن ولحنتهن وجمّعتهن بغنية وبدندنة عالبيانو بالبيت.

الكلمات:
أشياء كتير حوالينا عمتختفي
مش يعني لازم شي جوانا ينطفي

هيك الحياة بتدور
ونحن معها بندور
متل فراشة دايرة
حوالي النور

بنضل نحوم ونحوم
وصح ما في شي بيدوم
وبنفس الوقت
الفراشة هاي
أثرها ما بيختفي

مثلاً
كلمة حكيناها سوا
وبلحظتها كانت دوا
بنفكّر صفّت بالهوا
بس الأثر بيضل

وعد ما تحقق واحترق
وشو مرق من بعده مرق
بنفكّر الوقت انسرق 
بس الدرس بيضل

أشياء كتير حوالينا عمتختفي
مش يعني لازم شي جوانا ينطفي

يمكن نضيّع الكتاب
وما نلاقي للورق أسباب
لكن الحكاية بالصفحات
صداها رح بيضل

Ashya Ktir (Demo version) اشياء كتير

Resanti by L-won

(Verse 1)
I’ve been carving out a life from the noise in my head,
People think I’m doing fine but they don’t hear what I’ve said.
Every sunrise feels like pressure, every night’s a reset,
Tryna balance all the pieces that I haven’t found yet.
I was living in a shadow of the person I became,
Turned the fire into rhythm, put my heart into the flame.
Success is just a blessing with a complicated name,
And the higher that you climb, the more the view feels the same.

(Pre-Chorus)
But I keep breathing ‘cause the cracks don’t break me,
I keep running though the doubts still chase me.
Every truth I hide still tries to face me—
And I don’t know why it shakes me.

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(Verse 2)

I’ve been fighting with the habits that I swore I would lose,
Opportunity is heavy when there’s too much to choose.
Everybody wants the picture but they crop out the bruise,
And the moment that you slip, they turn your struggle to news.

I’m a product of the late nights, overthinking daylight,
Pressure on my chest until the rhythm made my brain write.
People only clap when the surface of your pain’s bright,
But never see the battles underneath you try to stay right.

I’ve been running from opinions that they carve into my spine,
Every compliment is twisted like it’s hiding a design.
I’ve been walking on a wire with a smile as a sign
That I’m fine—when the truth is I’m a storm in decline.

Fame is like a fever when it burns into your blood,
Everybody wants a piece until you’re sinking in the flood.
Every friend becomes a critic when you’re crawling through the mud,
And the silence in your phone is louder than the sudden love.

Yeah, I’ve carried every whisper that they tossed into my back,
Turned the poison into fuel until it sharpened every track.
Made a promise to myself that I would never fade to black,
So I lace another bar and let the rhythm counterattack.

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(Chorus)

’Cause I feel like my story’s only carved in the noise,
Trying hard to find the meaning in the mess I avoid.
All the nights I spent alone instead of raising my voice,
Yeah, my story’s carved in the noise, carved in the noise.

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(Verse 3)

I’ve been breaking every limit that they built inside my chest,
Turned anxiety to armor when I had nothing left.
Every failure taught me how to resurrect the rest,
Now my flaws are like a map that guides me where to press.

I’ve been running calculations just to measure my escape,
Tryna separate the person from the product they create.
People praise you when you’re shining but they vanish when you break,
So I learned to trust the journey more than any accolade.

My reflection is a version of the man I used to doubt,
Now he’s staring back at me like, “This is what it’s all about.”
All the nights I lost direction made the meaning come around,
Every fall became a rhythm, every rhythm gained a sound.

So I’m focused on the purpose more than where the light is aimed,
If success becomes a battlefield, I’ll bleed into the flame.
I’ll erase the expectations that they write beside my name—
’Cause the person that I am is something louder than the fame.

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(Pre-Chorus)
Still I keep breathing ‘cause the cracks don’t break me,
I keep running though the doubts still chase me.
Every truth I hide still tries to face me—
And I don’t know why it shakes me.

(Final Chorus)
’Cause I feel like my story’s only carved in the noise,
Searching for the strength I lost in every broken choice.
All the nights I held my tongue instead of hearing my voice,
Yeah, my story’s carved in the noise—
Carved in the noise.

carved in the noise

Finch Watching

I sing and I write my own music <3 I also do Musical Theatre slay

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YouKnowMyNameIsTia