definately sounds like the goons on vocals , fun and funky

get them on! because it would be rude to say get them off!

Cogito Vestrum is an epic and profound work by DestKorn that takes the listener on a journey of inner reflection and connection.
The title, Latin for "I think of you," conveys a powerful intimacy and contemplation of the unspoken. With a blend of epic sounds and atmospheric arrangements that create a majestic yet vulnerable mood, the track unfolds as a musical meditation. The emotional depth of the piece is carried by the masterful instrumentation, offering a moving and almost cinematic experience. Cogito Vestrum invites the listener to dive into the depths of their own thoughts and experience a connection beyond words.

Note: This track was entirely composed, performed, arranged, and produced by myself – without the use of artificial intelligence.
Creating authentic music with real emotion and personality is important to me. Thank you for listening and for your support.

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Cogito Vestrum

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le recueil "Sources du Vent" de Pierre Reverdy est pour moi un des sommets de la poésie française contemporaine. On y trouve un équilibre insoupçonné entre le sensible et l'intelligible, le saisissable et l'insaisissable, le dicible et l'indicible, bref l'essence même de la poésie. Chaque rime est en soi une idée esthétique, comme dans "Lueurs des crépuscules", qui doit bien être le troisième ou quatrième poème pour lequel j'ai tenté une mise en musique.
PAROLES
LUEURS DES CREPUSCULES

Les vagues du matin à l’assaut des lucarnes
Le soleil écumant s’éclabousse au milieu
Le parterre est rempli de fleurs gonflées de larmes
Un bruit dans les allées inquiète le passant
 Tout s’arrête un moment
 Tout brille dans les branches
Et le spectacle change au moindre mouvement
Sur une vieille toile des lambeaux de mémoire 
Ont changé l’illusion mouvante de la nuit
Et rehaussant toujours l’or de ses accessoires
Le rêve suspendu trop haut déjà flétri
Au plafond s’attardait un doux son de guitare
Avec des mots précis et incompréhensibles
Le piège des yeux clairs et des cœurs trop sensibles
Où tous les signes bleus du jour sont restés pris
Heureusement guettant aux plis de la portière
Un air plus dur s’est mis à dissiper l’oubli
Le temps de s’en aller plus loin
 Mais toujours dans la même ville
Et sur le chemin qui descend
Les ombres de mauvaise mine
Des soirs où il fait mauvais temps
 Quand vers le fond du ciel la nuit froide décline
Quand les nuages bas volent sans discipline

 Pierre Reverdy
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LYRICS
GLIMMER OF TWILIGHT

The morning waves attack the skylights
The foaming sun splashes in the middle
The bed is filled with flowers swollen with tears
A noise in the alleys worries the passer-by
 Everything stops for a while
 Everything shines in the branches
And the show changes at the slightest movement
On an old canvas, shreds of memory 
Have changed the moving illusion of the night
And always enhancing the gold of his accessories
The dream suspended too high, already withered
On the ceiling lingered a soft guitar sound
With precise and incomprehensible words
The trap of clear eyes and overly sensitive hearts
Where all the blue signs of the day remained caught
Fortunately watching for the folds of the door
A harsher air began to dispel the oblivion
Time to go further
 But still in the same city
And on the path down
Shadows of ill-looking
Evenings when the weather is bad
 When towards the bottom of the sky the cold night declines
When low clouds fly without discipline

 Pierre Reverdy

lueurs des crépuscules

Thanks for dropping by as always :)
Link to another one of those barely moving pictures and sounds things here if you want it - https://youtu.be/OQZhlPPNGAs

Lyrics
Decisions we never made 
will make us in the end
plans built on empty grounds 
an alibi sworn to pretend
just to get to something real 
we make same different mistakes
thinking you’ve life to waste
can’t escape a mirror 2-faced

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend

Build all our foundations 
two arguments at a time
burnt down broken promises
to feed a wipe clean mind
misunderstood ourself for treason
but never defined a crime
if I could I’d have a reason
not a lesson learnt up a line
but life’s lessons never taught on time

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
Broken bridges

Just cos there’s no answer
don’t mean there’s no wrong
we gotta believe in something
and keep trying to belong
but are we singing the same old song

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
We’ve broken bridges
We’re broken bridges
All broken bridges
We’ve all broken bridges
We’re all broken bridges
Just broken bridges
Forever there to amend 
Forever there to pretend


Broken Bridges

I’m hugely grateful to the incredibly talented Franck Charles for the beautiful orchestration that he’s added to my solo piano composition! It's been a great honour and joy for me to collaborate with Franck once again.

You can find more of his marvelous orchestral music here: @franck-charles-676082884

Thank you so much for your listening, we really hope you will enjoy this piece!

Credits:

Composition & piano performance: Anastasiya Ihnatovich
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

Again (Ft. Franck Charles)

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