Bolera

BOLERA

And still they came

[Verse]
Woke up late shoes untied
Coffee cold but I’m alive
Mirror cracked but I still shine

[Chorus]
It’s fuckin’ awesome yeah it is
No plan no map just what this is
Turn it up and let it fizz
It’s fuckin’ awesome

[Verse 2]
Broken clock still ticks loud
Lost my keys but found my crowd
Life’s a mess and I’m so proud

[Prechorus]
We got no script no rules
Just fools with broken jewels

[Chorus]
It’s fuckin’ awesome yeah it is
No plan no map just what this is
Turn it up and let it fizz
It’s fuckin’ awesome

[Bridge]
Dancing on a table falling through the floor
Breaking all the windows kicking down the door
We don’t care what’s next we just want more

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it´s F***in´Awesome

risk (prod. grayskies)

After the existential crisis of The Judgement, I wanted something soothing and comforting to round things off, and I could think of no better for that than Americana roots rock. The words are a mash-up from Auguries of Innocence by William Blake.

21. The World

102gbmaj impossible aasss beat i was building with/vocals amateurs please fuck off,.!!

When you have no choice but to leave. 🥹

Make me

Introduction in English:

People often tell me that when they are with a loved one who is about to die, they feel particularly close to them. 
Sometimes, in such moments, the history of their relationship flashes before their eyes. 
Some report reaching a deeper peace with the person in question shortly before their death. Often, the dying say things they have never been able to say in their lifetime. For example, a father who, shortly before his death, is able to tell his daughter for the first and only time that he has always loved her.
Many of those left behind tell me that they did not want to let the dying person go, but that they somehow realized that they had to let go of their loved one so that they could pass away as peacefully as possible; that they could not “die with them,” but had to continue living alone. 
And it is not uncommon for those who are approaching death to tell their accompanying relatives that they should continue to live well and in peace.
All of these stories inspired me to write the song “Mourir (Dying).” And as always, for such fundamental existential experiences, I choose the language that best expresses these radical moments of transition: French.


Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak French)

Dying

I watched over your bed 
Sat here with you night after night

Your breathing is very laboured
And it's been a long time
Since I spoke to you

The cancer has destroyed you 
You lie there, powerless and limp

You've lost the fight 
No, you won't be reborn

The thread of your life is increasibly breaking

Your gaze is so empty
Come on, please look at me again 

One last time
Don't go yet
Come on, turn around one last time.

Your heart is beating so weakly
So stay awake a little longer

I'm really letting you go
But let us look at each other once more
A farewell glance before you pass over

It's already too late
I'm saying a prayer for you.

So go in peace
Without pain

Forever my great Love

Französischer Text

Mourir

J'ai veillé à ton chevet
Je suis restée avec toi nuit après nuit
Ta respiration est tres difficile
Et cela fait tres longtemps
que je t'ai parlé

Le cancer t'a emporté
tu es là, sans force et sans vigueur
Tu as perdu la bataille 
non, tu ne renaîtras pas
Le fil de ta vie se rompt de plus en plus

Ton regard est si vide
Viens regarder encore une fois
Une dernière fois
Ne pars pas encore
Tourne-toi encore une fois

Ton cœur ne bat plus que très faiblement
Mais reste encore un peu éveillé

Je vais vraiment te laisser partir
Mais regarde-moi encore une dernière fois
Un regard d'adieu avant la transition

Il est déjà trop tard
je fais une prière pour toi

alors va en paix, libre de toute douleur
Pour toujours mon grand amour

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