Name: Ronrons Rêveurs by Wivresse ᚂ
Duration: 5 min 48 s
Description: Music And Biophilia

I laughed out loud at the beginning of the song. The song kept me in meditation afterwards.

Love it: ROOM BASS ROOM, ROOM: 💨 Bass  MIAUHHH 😝🐾😻🐾

Ma petite Lila est aux anges avec ce titre et de plus l'illustration lui ressemble beaucoup ... 💚💚💚 Merci pour ces bons moments originaux

Great track…..🌍☮︎👍🐞🍀2024

K G G - Urban Loneliness (complete)

Mix/Master: WOODS STUDIO

LYRIC

In happier days
I can’t remember when
But happier days
Than those we’re living in
You could enjoy the delusion 
Progress would bless our lives

Now here we are
Bitten by the bytes
And all of this awfulness thrives
 
A man of my years' seen things
He knows what tomorrow brings
Is another today
To piddle away
And though disillusion stings
A man of my years still sings his heart out

My last birthday wish
I asked to be ignored
But granting me this
The world could not afford
It had to be firing off rockets
Singing a children’s song off key
You see
A man of my years is done
Pretending he’s having fun 
If he feels it he laughs
If not he asks
Would it bother anyone 
If a man of my years should run and hide
While a shred of pride remains 

A slice of cake I’ll handle
Please don’t light that candle
My age in the icing
Is that meant to be a nice thing?
You tell me to blow now
But I will not
I have got to go now

I promise you this
I’ll make no promises
You’ll say I just did
But that’s not what this is
I’m merely aware of my standing
I’ve got to get off my feet

There’s kids on the lawn
I could shout at them
Instead I just yawn and repeat

A man of my years sits back
with a cold drink and salty snack
His work is long done
He’s had enough fun
Now he wants to relax
After laughter and tears
All the hurrahs and jeers
I’m a man of my years!

Sexagenarian III

A Man Of My Years

Additional story here: https://mystictapedeck.com/mythology/the-mountebank/

Guitars, "townie" vocals, timbales, hand drums, drum kit, piano, toy piano, percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, "monty" vocals, melodica, omnichord, ebow, bass, percussion, toy piano, claps and snaps: PS Perkins
Additional guitar snippets: KVN Finch
Spanish guitar outro: Mark Wand

LYRICS:
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(townie)
People in this town, they've all seen you hangin' around
They don't like it
They're not buyin' what you're sellin', standing' on your box and yellin'
They don't like it
Their sentiment is strong, and they asked you move along
They don't like it. They really don't like it.

(monty)
People in this town, one by one they sneak around
They seem to like it
They come and they go, they never let the neighbors know
That they like it
They may hide it from the rest, but their coins inside my chest say they like it
Oh, I think they like it. They like it.

(townie)
With your shell games and dice, I ain't tellin' you twice
I don't like it
They're down on their knees while you sell them your disease
I don't like it
With your slug milk and wine, they're just fish on your line
I don't like it I really don't like it.

(monty)
I am just a businessman, I make my living where I can
The way I like it
I am sure you understand, I'm just meeting their demand
And I like it
So there's no need to taunt, I just give them what they want and they like it, 
Oh I think they like it, and I like it

(townie)
They say that you're depraved, that you're sick and can't be saved
We don't like it.
And the medicine you sell isn't making them well
We don't like it.
So just get on down the road, if you'd like, I'll help you load
We don't like it. We really don't like it.

(monty)
My patience wearing thin, I take another one on the chin
Because they like it.
So I guess I'll up and go, take my tack and tents in tow
I don't like it
But your virtue is a clown, so I'll go to the next town
Where they like it. I'll go where they like it.
Where they like it.

The Mountebank

Fast Road

Music to convey the challenges, determination, and successes of animal migration for survival.

/ˈmaɪ.ɡrə.tɔːr.i/ - Moving from one habitat to another on a seasonal basis

Migration, in ethology, the regular, usually seasonal, movement of all or part of an animal population to and from a given area. Familiar migrants include many birds; hoofed animals, especially in East Africa and in the Arctic tundra; bats; whales and porpoises; seals; and fishes, such as salmon.

Most migrations involve horizontal travel. The distance traversed may be a few miles or several thousands of miles. Some migrations take a vertical direction and involve no appreciable horizontal movement. Certain aquatic animals, for example, move from deep water to the surface according to the season. Certain birds, mammals, and insects migrate altitudinally in mountainous areas, going from the upper zones, where they breed, to the foothills or plains during seasons when the weather is severe and unfavourable. Such vertical travels involve essentially the same type of environmental change as horizontal, or latitudinal, migrations over long distances.

Mood Exhibit - Migratory [A Journey for Survival]

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Lunatics 97 Funkymunky Joerxworx & Ratzzz

Proud to this collaboration with HyLGZ22 ( https://soundcloud.com/user-618736932) who wrote a gorgeous piano piece, then Damga (https://on.soundcloud.com/bKLxD) who arranged it for orchestral instruments, and I, who added harp, flutes and lyrics :

At the labyrinth, 
I will go and lick 
The libations all soiled, 
Spilled by these ephebes 
That I offer you immaculate murderer, 
Daughter of Pasiphae and Poseidon, 
So enjoy these masculine legions 
Who succumb in your lap 
There, where I suck these sensual sapphic salvos, 
Cybele so sweet with stellar essence, 
May you also be sanctified, 
May these sacred orgies be invoked Insatiable for malleable males 
May these heats be shimmering Which of us will make bacchantes 
O thousand times magnificent Minotaur in love 
Receive many orgasmic praises!!!

Offrande À La Minotaure Amoureuse (HyLGZ22, Damga & Wivresse)

Ronrons Rêveurs

Neptune

why don't you stay

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

MAP: 
Music and Poetry 
to map all the universes
with all the non human voices.

 I am Wivresse, a french poetess exploring music and voice by her own feelings and self-taught.

MAP is a musical genre that comes from permaculture art in order to reconcile nature and culture, because there is no difference between the two, it's like saying that the horizon is a border.
I'm also developing a new project: 
MAB Music And Biophilia (Music including sounds of life to celebrate it).
And in this idea, I work on natural frequencies.

The musical genres I explore: World, electro, arty, traditional, care, experimental, ritual, jazzy.

Available for collaborations.

I also play in two duets, one with a Japanese musician for more than 10 years:

 ☆Kinsâme ☆
with Kyt de Kinsâme :

https://m.soundcloud.com/kiyotoyoshihara

( Electro, J-Pop, world, ambient, experimental, jazz)
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 And the other with an American musician, 

 ᚎ Pythyrsus ᚎ
 with Mesmo :

https://m.soundcloud.com/mesmo1

(Alternative, experimental, ritual)

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WE ARE NATURE DEFENDING ITSELF



Other projects:

https://soundcloud.com/wivresse


Sorcière en Poétique quête contre les camps de civilisation.

Éco-poétique et art permaculturel.

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www.youtube.com/@wivresse

Ronrons Rêveurs

Wivresse ᚂ

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