great folk inspiration _ a little bit of Tracy Chapman in the voice !

such a sweet melody and vocals. I really enjoyed listening to this tender tune. A great pleasure

Here come the money trees we can see from the seas

very original in today's music environment especially - some nice quality here

https://mauerecords.bandcamp.com/album/muerte-por-mil-cortes

06.Akraxia- Volver

Money Tree

You Wish
If you wish to find me, 
Ooooooo… I’m gonna be hard to see
If you wish to fine me, 
Yeeaaahhh you’d better not pre-spend those late payment fees
If you wish to wind me,
Hope you thought of what’s already been done to me
And If you wish to blind me,
You best consider all my mind has seen

Your time is important
Are you sure this is a quest that you’re up for?
Don’t make me fortify
I swear I’ll weld the hinges on my condo door

Do you think I wish to be found?
Do you think what you have to say 
Is important to me?
Do you think I wish to be found?
Are you sure you think I want to hear your plea?
So you think I wanna be found
So you think I won’t prefer you’d leave me be? 

You’ll have to sail the seven seas
You’ll have to check branches in the trees
That shadow in your corner eye
Was it me, or just the whisper of the ocean breeze

Aaaahhlright
Maybe your my mother or my wife
I might just let it slide
I hope that everyone is doing fine

My name is scratched so hard from the directory
You’ll see depressions seven pages deep
You’ll have to leave a message at the beep
This is the outbound message on my answering machine

Your time is important
Are you sure this is a quest that you’re up for?
Don’t make me fortify
I swear I’ll weld the hinges on my condo door

You’ll have to sail the seven seas
You’ll have to check branches in the trees
That shadow in your corner eye
Was it me, or just the whisper of the ocean breeze

Aaaahhlright
Maybe your my mother or my wife
I might just let it slide
I hope that everyone is doing fine

You Wish

Help Me Make It Through The Night

A song for anyone who ever felt different, an anthem for the left behind, a prayer for the hopeless.

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Watching the birds above float by
Sunshine on my face and a sapphire blue sky
Breathe in slow and breathe out grace
Tenderness and a warm embrace

It's not weakness, it's strength
It's not a void, it's a well
It's not nothing

They tell me 'just turn it off' 
Like it's that easy
Surface deep is all they see
When these stranger turn away
All that's left is you and me

It's not weakness, it's strength
It's not a void, it's a well
It's not nothing

Non fragilitas est
Vis est
Non est in absentia
Fons est

Breathe Out Grace

Lyrics to the song: I see a time of uncertainty ahead, in a few years I saw fear spread... disparities in a sick world, there are people who made sadness their routine, happiness is rare out there, fear forces people people live like this... without ground, lost, overcome by difficult times. It's easier to accept and not want to see, the pain of so many people, we decided to marginalize. Today I woke up from a terrible nightmare, I saw people lying on the floor, was it really a nightmare I doubt it, just open your eyes and look carefully, dignity is like an empty well, gloomy, perhaps lost in time... there is a lack of reciprocity in our society, vanity corrodes principles and truths.

Uncertain times

Arctic soundscapes with a haunting yet warm voice full of emotions, this is how Inyha paints her inner emotional world where ice & snow covers the warmth of her heart, where walls of silence create distance, where mirrors of ice show her own disguise, while all she longs for is nearness and love. 

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Written and recorded by Inyha

Inyha - Voice, Piano, Glockenspiel, Hang Drum & Synthesizers
Jimmy Deer - Mixing Engineer

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LYRICS:

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

Snowflakes dancing in the dark
But you are just as cold and hard
And I break inside for longing
To be near, to be near
Walls of silence hit me covered in ice
Mirroring my own disguise
And shaking me with fear
Of loosing you my dear

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

You can be the warmest sun
And the coldest ice and the strongest wind
Blowing in my eyes
Revealing all I hoped to hide
I don’t want to loose you
No I don’t want to loose you
For some stupid selfish pride
For another useless fight
I break inside

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

You are the sunshine and the rain
The snowfall and the hail
The ocean and the stream
Carrying me to my new self
Carrying me to my new self
And you mean so much to me
You mean so much
That sometimes I can’t hide
My pride, my stupid pride
I cannot hide

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

Snowflakes dancing in the dark
But you are just as cold and hard
And I break inside for longing
To be near, to be near
Walls of silence hit me covered in ice
Mirroring my own disguise
And shaking me with fear
Of loosing you my dear

It’s winter, it’s winter,
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
But some day I know
Spring will come
And the ice will flow.

Snowflakes dancing in the dark

Snowflakes Dancing in the Dark

Winter Is Coming

Translation above

Texte de Christian Portet
Musique et voix de Myckaël Marcovic, 09 juin 2023

Le rouquin

Mon doux ami des soirs pluvieux
À l’heure des trottoirs silencieux
Tu sais si bien m’émerveiller
Que j’me saoule rien qu’à t ‘regarder
On te nomme rouge, moi j’dis rouquin
Ça fait tout drôle chez les gens biens
Mon doux ami des soirs de spleen
À l’heure où les rues s’illuminent.

Mon doux ami des soirs pourris
À l’heure des souvenirs pas jolis
Tu sais si bien me rappeler
Les amis que j’avais aimés
Et qui ne parlaient de rouquin
Que pour en rire entre copains
Mon doux ami des soirs maussades
À l’heure des anciens camarades

Mon doux ami de certains soirs
À l’heure où les rues ont l’cafard
Tu sors aux environs d’midnight
Et y a pas besoin de sunlights
Qu’on t’appelle rouge ou bien rouquin
Ça mène tout droit chez les putains
Mon doux ami de certains soirs
À l’heure où je fais le trottoir

Ok now I get complètement noir
I want to make the trottoir
All my friends m’ont quitté
But me I go on drinking
Because I have the feeling
That wine is good for people yeah
I get drunk I get 'plèt'ment noir
And I wanna get the trottoir

Mon doux ami de tous les soirs
Depuis que j’ai perdu l’espoir
Tu sais si bien me rendre noir
Que je m’endors dans tes crachats
J’  te nomme même plus rouquin
Je t’appelle d’un signe de la main
Mon doux ami de tous les soirs
Tu sais me vendre ton espoir

Ok now I want to make trottoir

The redhead

My sweet friend of rainy evenings
In the hour of silent sidewalks
You know how to fill me with wonder
That I get drunk just looking at you
They call you red, I call you ginger
It's a funny thing with nice people
My sweet friend of spleen evenings
When the streets light up.

My sweet friend of rotten evenings
When memories are not pretty
You remind me so well
The friends I loved
And who only talked about redheads
Only to laugh about it with friends
My sweet friend of gloomy evenings
At the hour of old comrades

My sweet friend of certain evenings
When the streets are in a funk
You go out around midnight
And there's no need for sunlights
Whether they call you red or ginger
It leads straight to the whores
My sweet friend of some nights
When I'm out on the street

Ok now I get completely black
I want to make the sidewalk
All my friends have left me
But me I go on drinking
Because I have the feeling
That wine is good for people yeah
I get drunk I get 'plet'ly black
And I wanna get the sidewalk

My sweet nightly friend
Since I lost hope
You're so good at making me black
I fall asleep in your spittle
I don't even call you ginger
I call you with a wave of my hand
My sweet friend of all nights
You know how to sell me your hope

Ok now I want to make sidewalk

Lyrics by Christian Portet
Music and voice by Myckaël Marcovic, June 09 2023

Le Rouquin (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic)

There's no trick DEMO - 9:6:2024, 9.09 pm

A beautiful and calm solo piano jazz music.
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