Name: Nang Tin Yeu - Ong Cao Thang by user1281594 in DatVNIT
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When brutal force is normalized, we the people are dehumanized. Please don't let 'em power hungry cowards stampede our peace with greedy double-standards and manipulative lies, because peace is everything... and being honest, vulnerable, and fair is being brave. 

Ça je le sais, dans mon coeur. Et le rêve qui m'anime, il est fait de paix et d'amour sans peur.

Artistic expression is my Force Douce. And it ain’t a skill, or an asset, it’s a gift, to you and me! 
Making music ain’t about ego, nor fame, or #godforbid money, #corporatebranding or #copyrights it ain’t even really about hard work, nor what buttons one pushes, or what strings one plucks—it is about intentional exploration, about pulling the invisible yet super awesome magic strings only brave pure loving #souls dare to share, as we leap forward, trusting we’re all here to learn aka evolve, grateful we’re all born equal, as divinely mighty as fragile, i.e. #human 💌

✪ ✪ ✪

“La Force Douce” @bananasutra #lyrics en Français: 

[Couplet 1]
Il faut être bien malheureux 
pour semer la douleur sans raison,
pour étouffer la lumière d’un cœur 
par simple trahison.

Mais moi j’ai vu que la paix, 
c’est pas la fuite ni la peur,
c’est un feu tranquille, 
un courage qui guérit nos rancœurs.

[Pré-refrain]
Ils disent que la bonté c’est faible, 
moi je dis c’est divin,
regarde les rivières: 
elles creusent la pierre, 
sans jamais lever la main.

[Refrain]
Bananasutra 
chante la force douce,
celle qui choisit d’aimer 
quand tout s’écroule autour.

Bananasutra, 
les âmes justes avancent nues,
intègres, vulnérables, 
mais debout jusqu’au bout.

[Couplet 2]
Il faut être bien audacieux 
pour parler vrai sans armure,
montrer ses cicatrices 
comme des fleurs sous la blessure.

Justice, ce n’est pas la vengeance, 
c’est l’équilibre des vents,
où chacun gagne en donnant, 
où l’humain devient vivant.

[Pont]
Quand le monde crie “gagne seul”, 
je réponds “gagnons ensemble”,
le futur n’est pas une guerre, 
c’est un chant qu’on assemble.

L’amour n’est pas dangereux, 
c’est la seule loi qui sauve,
et la tendresse, 
c’est l’arme des braves.

[Refrain]
Bananasutra, dans le feu des jours,
tu gardes la foi, tu redonnes l’amour.
Bananasutra, même au bord du monde,
ta paix rayonne, et jamais ne succombe.

[Outro]
Il faut être bien pernicieux 
pour punir sans comprendre,
mais il faut être divinement fou 
pour continuer d’aimer tendre.

—

"The Gentle Force” lyrics in English (unedited AI translation, for the curious :)

[Verse 1]
You have to be very unhappy
To sow pain for no reason,
To stifle the light of a heart
By simple betrayal.

But I saw that peace,
It's not flight or fear,
It's a quiet fire,
A courage that heals our grudges.

[Pre-crorus]
They say that goodness is weak,
I say it's divine,
Look at the rivers:
They dig the stone,
Without ever raising your hand.

[Chorus]
Bananasutra
Sings the gentle force,
The one who chooses to love
When everything collapses around.

Bananasutra,
The righteous souls advance naked,
Honest, vulnerable,
But standing until the end.

[Verse 2]
You have to be very bold
To speak the truth without armor,
Show your scars
Like flowers under the wound.

Justice is not revenge,
It's the balance of the winds,
Where everyone wins by giving,
Where the human becomes alive.

[Bridge]
When the world shouts "win alone",
I answer "we win together",
The future is not a war,
It's a song that we put together.

Love is not dangerous,
It's the only law that saves,
And tenderness,
It's the weapon of the brave.

[Chorus]
Bananasutra, in the fire of days,
You keep the faith, you give back the love.
Bananasutra, even at the edge of the world,
Your peace radiates, and never succumbs.

[Outro]
You have to be very pernicious
To punish without understanding,
But you have to be divinely crazy
To continue to love tender.

[03] La Force Douce - French GROWsutra Gipsy Flamenco Duende Chanson INDIE

I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times
Oh! God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times.
Nobody can tell me
..........how I've survived.
They just don't know
..........how I've survived.
But I've survived to try and die
..........all over again.
I go to extremes of mental pain
..........to be creative-
again and again and again.

I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times
Oh! God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times.
Nobody can tell me
..........how I've survived.
They just don't know
..........how I've survived.
But I've survived to try and die
..........all over again.
I go to extremes of mental pain
..........to be creative-
again and again and again.

*

(chorus)
Writing a poem is a small death.
Time steals your last breath-
gives you the kiss of life.
.....Painting drains your blood.
Sculpting melts your bones.
Oh! I am feeling so alone.
This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

Writing a poem is a small death.
Time steals your last breath-
gives you the kiss of life.
.....Painting drains your blood.
Sculpting melts your bones.
Oh! I am feeling so alone.
This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

*

I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
I don't trust myself-
no,
not even with my own life.
God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times
Oh! God knows I've tried to
throw it away enough times.
Nobody can tell me
..........how I've survived.
They just don't know
..........how I've survived.
But I've survived to try and die
..........all over again.
I go to extremes of mental pain
..........to be creative-
again and again and again.

*

(chorus)
Writing a poem is a small death.
Time steals your last breath-
gives you the kiss of life.
.....Painting drains your blood.
Sculpting melts your bones.
Oh! I am feeling so alone.
This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

Writing a poem is a small death.
Time steals your last breath-
gives you the kiss of life.
.....Painting drains your blood.
Sculpting melts your bones.
Oh! I am feeling so alone.
This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

*

This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

This is Earth.
.....For what it's worth
it doesn't feel like home.

THIS IS EARTH

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