Produced by Trainn Traxx (https://soundcloud.com/trainntraxx)

G's Interlude

Produced by Imagination (https://soundcloud.com/user-137673614)

Shuffling My Thoughts

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Yntelligent "D&MFnB"

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo-64)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

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Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

song : SHADOWS IN ME
produced by REYFIELD
vocal : julles and ReyField

SHADOWS IN ME

A song about genuine admiration for another individual or being in one's life, near or far or eternally within and around!

Dreaming Alive

Fortune Forest (Insturmental)

I was on a mini holiday when I created this beat, looking out over the lake from my hotel room. This kind of experience is rare for me, as I'm usually stuck at home. I had just finished writing my other track, "Ijadiri," and while this one has some similar elements, it's not exactly the same. I would almost describe it as yacht rock, or perhaps 80s rock, or something with a retro flavor. 

I don’t know anyone named Anjolie, but I imagine her as an angel singing or a rare beauty, complementing a night that occurs only once in a blue moon. Everyone can dream once in a while, and I’ve had experiences like that too—memories that, once formed, can inspire art. I used to shy away from this kind of writing, opting instead for a different style that often felt disingenuous. However, when I embrace these moments and dive deeply into them, I find I can tap into my most unique and authentic way of expressing myself, reminiscent of old-school techniques.

It took me a while to finish because I went through some rough weeks after the trip to the lake, but I persisted, and here it is. I hope its retro flair is enjoyed by everyone who hears it. Now, I'm ready to move on to my next project. 


All it Takes is One  

She joins me for a day off on the neon streets for a while
Catching the rays of her lockstep dancing
on the yacht 
Bright seductive smile 

All it takes is one to start a wave in the crowd
Rising up while screaming as it goes around
stereo surround 

I can hear you Anjolie. 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as you start to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice takes me away

The glow on the street near the dock
seems to hang around for a mile  
Light-reflecting on the barrels
as I sip the red cherry wonder wine (Cherry Wine) 

I want to know you Anjolie. 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as she starts to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice it takes me away

(solos) 

On my way - like a tidal ray
Watch it all - golden rings as you start to sing
On my way - like a tidal wave 
Watch in wonder her voice it takes me away

Sip the barrel of the cherry wine.

All it Takes is One

The one and only original #impossible pop and #defwi (don't f**k with it) sound in the universe created by me M.C. Sir Lotus Indigo Knight. Keeping everyone on their toes for that futuristic sound of 2025-- Thanks for listening and sharing. 

Shuffling My Thoughts

G's Illusions