/больно махать с пирона вслед/
drawn people wave to us
from the compartments - carriages

it's time for them

they draw promises - to come back..
and that they already miss you
that they are so sorry..

and on the glass of the heart
they write..
with paper with tears in their eyes

and then erase..

cold or sadness on their faces?

and it seems that they are yearning and suffering
but the train has started moving
and they forget..

drawn people wave to us
from the compartments - carriages

where?
where -
they will go now
so that our love does not burn out..

it doesn't matter to them -
where to draw feelings..
and then erase everything..
erase..

and forget...



нам машут нарисованные люди 
из купе - вагонов

им ехать надо

они рисуют обещания - вернуться ..
и что уже скучают
что им так жаль..

и на стекле сердцА 
выводят ..
с бумажными слезами на глазах

а потом стирают ..

на лицах их простуда или грусть

и будто бы тоскуют и страдают
но поезд тронулся
и забывают..

нам машут нарисованные люди
из купе - вагонов

куда 
куда
они теперь поедут
чтобы любовью нашей не сгореть

не важно

им - где чувства рисовать ..
и всё стирать
стирать

и забывать ...

trains.

L’observateur observé. Un genre de méditation sonore où J’ai voulu mélanger différents genres musicaux avec vers la fin une intervention de Taf, mon ami Sénégalais qui a posé sa très belle voix, c’est un voyage « Inside » car il se passe beaucoup de choses à l’intérieur de notre cerveau humain, entre le conscient le subconscient, le supra conscient, à la fin ça fait beaucoup de monde et ils ne sont pas toujours tous d’accord, on dirait même que des fois il se prennent la tête l’un dit quelque chose, l’autre dit autre chose.
Mais puisqu’en nous subsiste un infini espace d’une grande profondeur où règne la paix, le calme, le silence parfois comme un guide qui nous emmène ailleurs, vers l’invisible, peut être vers cette énergie cosmique, vers les étoiles, vers la lumière, plus haut, plus loin….  

Paroles, chant et musique : Steph Ouna
Cœur et image : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
voix Sénégalaise à la fin du morceau : Taf

Une initiative, émotive, passive
Un rêve éveillé
Une bouée qui dérive
au flux et courant des marrées
Sans jamais s’échouer

Croire à son étoile
Connecté à ses pensées
La main posée sur la toile
Libre et se laisser guider
Retrouver un peu d’espoir
De magie de coté

C’est vrai, tu as raison
Je vais maintenant, t’écouter
Si mes tourments te gênent
Je les enverrai en recommandé

Tous ces déserts, amers
N’auront plus aucun effet
Dérision d’éther
Etrange et sur mon caractère

inside

Link to the video

https://youtu.be/G3v5nrNtafI?si=9HqZYKMrK3_SEs5e


Lyrics
So who holds a key to feel 
their happy inside
and must madness always win 
when sanity slides
if true beauty’s only measured 
by the ugliest stares
why’d you still need to hear 
their magic three words
when holding out for a change 
won’t make a new you
guess maybe the smartest money’s 
still on the biggest fool
cos our wasted day weighs more 
every single year
and in the end you’ll cry drown 
your regretful dry tears

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS IT’S ENDLESS REPEAT

Now go find your two reasons 
that get you through
cos nobody’s gonna save you 
from the ghosts of you
so take those chances to make
your feel real today
cos waiting round for forever 
it’s just so passe
and stop blaming tomorrow 
for choices never made
you never thought you’d made

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
YEAH I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS ON ENDLESS REPEAT
I’M SO TIRED OF GIVING IN ENDLESS REPEAT
TO GHOSTS THAT KEEP LIVING ON ENDLESS REPEAT
WITH THE MONEY AND POWER REPEATIN REPEATS
RULE THE MEN OF THE HOUR DEFENDING REPEATS
WHILE PEACE CIRCLES VICTIMS IN ENDLESS REPEAT
OUR SHOCK FACTORS DIE IN BIG SCREEN REPEATS
AS WARS AND THEIR SYSTEMS REPEAT AND REPEAT
SO INNOCENCE CAN DIE AS HISTORY REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
THEIR INNOCENCE IS DYING
OUR INNOCENCE IS DYING
INNOCENTS ARE DYING
THE INNOCENCE OF DYING


The Innocence of Dying (Endless Repeats)

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Songwriting und Lyrics by René Methner / Recorded by Para Lia / Mix und Master by Lakesidestudio, Berlin

Para Lia:
René Methner - Gitarre, Vocal, Synth
Cindy Methner - Vocal
Michael Schlottke - Bass
Emanuel Mukow - Drums
Remo Ender - Gitarre
Dennis Grund - Mellotroneffekt-Gitarre

Cover art: RM, Foto by Heiko Portale

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with the cream of the jest
at the wheel we are blessed

with shrill and loud disputes
straight ahead the downwards route

in neverland

infantile speech for the dumb
for all the sheeps

we are underestimated rats
gold-givers for spoiled cats

in neverland

s.o.s. we lose contact with the cell
in the end we lose contact with ourselves
in neverland

Para Lia - Neverland

'Dont Smudge The Ink' is an easy listening laid back track and soundscape.

Dont Smudge The Ink

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Composed, produced & performed by Srouly Frank

Every day

hypnotizing

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson ES-335 Electric Guitar solo. Hammond B3 Electric Organ solo. Soprano Saxophone solo. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Acoustic Bass. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm with Bass Peddles. Drums Full kit set. Percussion Wood-Block, Shaker, Ago go Bells, Brushes.

Cannery Row

Torismo

Dream dancer

My Love

Radio Ghosts

based on real events
it doesn't matter if it was a long time ago or recently - but it definitely happened.
and something is happening right now ..
основанно на реальных событиях
будь то очень давно или недавно - но это определенно произошло.
а что-то происходит прямо сейчас

trains.

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