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Bird On A Wire (sarah Blasko Cover)

11:11

Angel Numbers / Ten Toes

Peppino Gagliardi- Grazie amore mio

Faramarz Aslani - Ghaleye Tanhaee  فرامرز اصلانی - قلعه تنهایی

VANITY

Want You All The Time

when i'm a ghost
i'll follow you everywhere
when you need me the most
i'll already be there

when u need me the most

دل‌ دار

خواننده: حسن نهاری

تنظیم و میکس: شاهین زارعی
گیتار: فیروز ویسانلو
ویالون سل: مهرداد عالمی
سازدهنی: بابک صفرنژاد
ترانه و ملودی: حسن نهاری
عکاس، طراح گرافیک: پوریا بهرام‌نژاد


DEL DAR

The track Séraphina is for my Sunshine. One whole year has passed and I want many more with you. I love you so deeply. You are my golden god and goddess, my fluid gold, shining in every way. I am not gold like you. I am your universe, your nebula, your own light. This song is for you from the depths of my heart, from our heart. May you shine forever, no matter where we end up. I cannot promise forever, but I hope we go beyond this lifetime.

This is not written for the world. It is for you, my love. You are my sun, the light I wake up to, the warmth I fall asleep to. You are beyond words, beyond pictures, you are my heart itself. Every beat is a vow, every melody is a prayer for us. You are everything to me right now, and I choose you with all that I am.

Note for listeners:
For the best experience, use headphones. The mix includes panning that moves from left to right ear, wrapping you in the sound and making the track feel alive around you.

Séraphina

pallet band , parvaneh پالت بند آهنگ پروانه

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Vocal: Shamlou & 2Pac & Sorena
Remix: Hossein Farhadi
Sponsor: Dr. Mohammad Kordjazi

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Prophetic Whispers

I Held the Door Too Long

La Vie – ცოცხალი სანთელი » est un chant spirituel qui célèbre la force intérieure, la fragilité et la renaissance.
Inspirée des polyphonies sacrées de Géorgie, cette version mêle souffle, feu et lumière dans une atmosphère profonde et apaisante.
La vie y est symbolisée par une flamme – fragile, parfois vacillante, mais toujours vivante.
Entre ombre et clarté, ce morceau évoque la résilience de l’âme, la beauté du silence et le courage de rallumer sa propre lumière après la tempête.
Chaque note résonne comme une prière, un battement du cœur, un murmure d’espérance.
🔥 Tonalité : Ré mineur
🌬️ Ambiance : spirituelle, vocale, organique
🕊️ Voix & univers : @oiseau_blesse
“Protège ta flamme. Même sous les cendres, elle brûle encore.”

სამყარო (La Vie)

Official music video: https://youtu.be/lA3pyNfoF5g?si=ueTR3jnSY3nU8kwV

Epilogue: A New Place Called Home

Description:
This piece is the emotional epilogue to the transmedia novel "Hinter uns das Land" ("The Land Behind Us"). Like the final, quiet scene of a play, it offers a moment of reflection after the journey's end. It's the musical answer to a lifelong question: Where is home when the world you knew is gone?

The lyrics, "Now I’ve found a new place called home / In the heart / Where love has grown," are the resolution, sung from a place of hard-won peace.

Musical Atmosphere:
The arrangement unfolds not like an overture, but like a final, gentle curtain call. A delicate acoustic guitar arpeggio provides the foundation, like a steady heartbeat. A lyrical flute melody weaves in, reminiscent of a distant memory. Soft harp glissandi add a sense of grace and closure, while the warm, sustaining tones of the French horn offer deep comfort. The oboe enters with a poignant counter-melody, speaking of wisdom earned through sorrow, and the violin adds the final, expressive sweeps of emotion. Together, they create a chamber-like tapestry that feels less like a beginning and more like a soft, settling silence—the sound of acceptance after a long struggle.

This is the final musical statement, composed to leave the listener with a sense of closure and quiet strength.

Discover the story behind the music.

Explore the novel: https://the-land-behind-us.com

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Epilog: Ein Ort namens Heimat

Beschreibung:
Dieses Stück ist der emotionale Epilog zum Transmedia-Roman "Hinter uns das Land". Wie die letzte, stille Szene eines Theaterstücks bietet es einen Moment der Reflexion, nachdem die Reise längst gegangen ist. Es ist die musikalische Antwort auf eine lebenslange Frage: Wo ist Heimat, wenn die Welt, die man kannte, fort ist?

Die Zeilen "Now I’ve found a new place called home / In the heart / Where love has grown" (Nun habe ich einen neuen Ort namens Zuhause gefunden / Im Herzen / Wo Liebe gewachsen ist) sind die Auflösung, gesungen aus einem Ort des erkämpften Friedens.

Musikalische Atmosphäre:
Das Arrangement entfaltet sich nicht wie eine Ouvertüre, sondern wie ein letzter, sanfter Vorhang. Ein zartes Akustikgitarren-Arpeggio bildet das Fundament, einem gleichmäßigen Herzschlag gleich. Eine lyrische Flötenmelodie spinnt sich ein, gleich einer fernen Erinnerung. Sanfte Harfenklänge verleihen ein Gefühl von Anmut und Abschluss, während die warmen, haltenden Töne des French Horns tiefen Trost spenden. Die Oboe setzt mit einer ergreifenden Gegenmelodie ein, die von einer durch Leid errungenen Weisheit erzählt, und die Geige fügt die letzten, ausdrucksstarken Emotionen hinzu. Gemeinsam weben sie einen kammermusikalischen Teppich, der sich nicht wie ein Anfang, sondern wie eine sanft sich setzende Stille anfühlt – der Klang der Annahme nach einem langen Kampf.

Dies ist die letzte musikalische Aussage, komponiert, um den Hörer mit einem Gefühl des Abschlusses und stiller Stärke zurückzulassen.

Entdecke die Geschichte hinter der Musik.

Zum Roman: https://the-land-behind-us.com

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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I lost so much
I can't deny
War tried to break me
I asked why
Tears fell like rivers
Never dry

[Pre-Chorus]
But through the ashes
I could see
A spark of light that set me free

[Chorus]
Now I’ve found a new place called home
In the heart
Where love has grown
Looking back
It was all good
Didn’t know it
But I understood
Strength was waiting
All along

[Verse 2]
Scars tell a story
Lines on my skin
Each one a battle I fought within
The end was a start
Not where I’d been

[Pre-Chorus]
Through the shadows
Through the fight
I built a world from shattered light

[Chorus]
Now I’ve found a new place called home
In the heart
Where love has grown
Looking back
It was all good
Didn’t know it
But I understood
Strength was waiting
All along

A New Place Called Home - Epilogue (From the Original Novel Soundtrack)

YouTube Content ID, Pt. 36

Alta Gracia

Wisp Wolf Dissonance

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is not just a name. It's a pulse that doesn’t follow rules. A howl wrapped in static. A signal flickering through smoke and memory. It’s me, Willow. And it’s us. The voices that live in me. The parts that don’t always speak in words, but always make sound. What you’re hearing isn’t just music. It’s a transmission from a body that never settled into one shape.

We don’t just sing. We don’t just write. We do it all. The noise, the melody, the movement underneath. Every lyric, every scream, every glitter-drenched drone or stripped-down whisper is something we crafted from scratch. No producers. No teams. Just hands and heart and code and chaos. My partners sometimes help me with ideas or inspiration, but what you hear is something we build ourselves, from the inside out.

We shift. That’s the truth. You might notice that no two tracks sound alike. One might be soft, nearly a lullaby. The next could cut like broken glass. It’s not a gimmick. It’s not mood swings. It’s something akin to dissociative identity disorder, though I’m not formally diagnosed. I’m fighting for that clarity. I live with psychosis, CPTSD, and other neurodivergent conditions that impact how I perceive reality. I experience episodes. My sense of self fractures and reforms. There are different voices, different moods, different ways of being that move through me. And when we create, that shows up in the sound.

This is not an attempt to fake or force anything. I’m not gatekeeping or trying to claim something I haven’t earned. This is just how I process my world. How I make sense of myself. And how I stay alive. Our music shifts because we do. And every version is real. Every voice is part of me. That isn't inconsistency. That’s truth in motion.

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is a sanctuary for the shapeshifters. The fae-drifters. The glitchcore kin. The neurospicy. The queer. The system-made and soul-scattered. The ones too strange for genre and too honest for silence. We don’t fit. So we make spaces that do. Our music is jagged and gentle. Loud and trembling. It's holy and haunted. It's everything we are, stitched together and humming.

Some tracks are sorrow. Some are fury. Some are hope with teeth. Some are just noise because the silence was heavier. Everything here is a timestamp of a moment we lived. We don’t polish it into perfection. We offer it as it is. Breathing. Changing. True.

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is not a brand. It's a den. A portal. A system of signals. A love letter written in distortion. This space is ours. But if it speaks to you, it's yours too.

More about us: https://willowborale.carrd.co
Stay wild. Stay soft. Stay strange.
We’ll keep building. We’ll keep singing.

Séraphina

Wisp Wolf Dissonance

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