Lyrics II

Nós somos teu povo
Fomos escolhidos pra brilhar a tua luz
Mudar a história em nossos corações
Arde a chama da tua paixão

Um só corpo , um só coração
Um só desejo de ser tuas mãos

Nada poderá parar!!!
Pois em ti nós somos um
Tua cruz vamos levar por onde for
Cristo rei, o mundo te conhecera
Vamos espalhar tua salvação (3x)

Nós somos teu povo
Eis-nos aqui , somos um em ti
Nós somos um em ti

Nada poderá parar ..
Pois em ti nós somos um
Tua cruz vamos levar por onde for
Cristo rei o mundo te conhecera
Vamos espalhar tua salvação

Salzband 2 - 04 Somos Um

Mr Sandman by Rafscrap
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_Mr. Sandman_ Minor Key ver. RafScrap

FIDLAR Whatever(Elliott Smith Cover)

Youkoso! Hitori Bocchi

Recently a colony of gigantic crows settled the trees in front of my windows, so I ended up listening to their stories... this is the scary conversation between two crows over what should be their next meal, an ancient story that inspired several ballads (Child # 26). And Twa Corbies is probably one of the oldest versions, originated in Scotland, late middle ages. My interpretation uses a Martin terz guitar (Marty Robbins  LE, adirondack/mahogany), tuning FCFA#CF (terz DADGAD), 2-part harmonies, some percussions, and the real voices of my friends the crows.


Twa Corbies

As I was walking a' alane,
I heard twa corbies makin' a mane.
The tane untae the tither did say, O.
Whaur sail we gang and dine the day, O.
Whaur sail we gang and dine the day?

It's in ahint yon auld fail dyke
I wot there lies a new slain knight;
And naebody kens that he lies there O.
But his hawk and his hound, and his lady fair, O.
But his hawk and his hound, and his lady fair.

His hound is to the hunting gane
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
His lady ta'en anither mate, O.
So we may mak' our dinner swate, O.
So we may mak' our dinner swate.

Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane,
And I'll pike oot his bonny blue e'en
Wi' mony a lock o' his gowden hair O.
We'll theek oor nest when it grows bare, O.
We'll theek oor nest when it grows bare.

There's mony a ane for him maks mane
But nane sail ken whaur he is gane
O'er his white banes when they are bare O.
The wind sail blaw for evermair, O.
The wind sail blaw for evermair.

As I was walking a' alane,
I heard twa corbies makin' a mane.
The tane untae the tither did say, O.
Whaur sail we gang and dine the day, O.
Whaur sail we gang and dine the day?


The Two Crows

As I was walking all alone,
I heard two crows making a moan;
One said to the other,
"Where shall we go and dine today?
Where shall we go and dine today?"

"In behind that old turf wall,
I sense there lies a newly slain knight;
And nobody knows that he lies there,
But his hawk, his hound and his lady fair
But his hawk, his hound and his lady fair."

"His hound is to the hunting gone,
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl home, 
His lady's has taken another mate,
So we may make our dinner sweet.
So we may make our dinner sweet."

"You will sit on his white neck-bone,
And I'll peck out his pretty blue eyes;
With one lock of his golden hair 
We'll thatch our nest when it grows bare
We'll thatch our nest when it grows bare."

"Many a one for him is moaning,
But nobody will know where he is gone;
Over his white bones, when they are bare,
The wind will blow for evermore
The wind will blow for evermore."

As I was walking all alone,
I heard two crows making a moan;
One said to the other,
"Where shall we go and dine today?
Where shall we go and dine today?"


Twa Corbies (scottish traditional - Child # 26)

SIR CHARLES JONES - for better or worse.mp3

Watch it on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1GAmXrxoHLM

(LYRICS)
Lost in ages, minds descended
Raining down like hail inside
Facing to the realization
Something within me arised

I'm worn by this dull existence
Years pass and nothing soothes me
Chasing thrills that hedgehogs graced with
Blue blurs stretch this fate I see

Cold, so cold
With nothing but the truth untold

This world warped into my liking
I am him and he is me
Tears fall then the flame starts writhing
Seal smashed by her misery

Cold, so cold
With nothing but the truth untold

Humans are so fascinating 
Dauntless, your moral failings
When you move your hand across me
My heart aches, my breath doth' freeze

So Cold

FIDLAR - Help Me Scrape the Mucus Off My Brain (Ween Cover)

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Undertale - Megalovania [Punk Cover by NyxTheShield]

WeirdStone - Break my Mind(RusCover)

Live Era '87-'93

Don't Cry (Live In Japan / 1992)

Willow Tree Song

Empathy | Audiomachine

ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢 (ʙʀᴀᴢɪʟɪᴀɴ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɢᴜᴇsᴇ)𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔒𝔣 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔯𝔢 𝔇𝔞𝔪𝔢

BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY  -  “A Journey inside the Mind of Jacques Fesch”

This version is a personal tribute to the band that has made perhaps the greatest influence in my musical taste and search, to Freddie Mercury & Queen, you are the greatest.

The initial idea behind the musical arrangement was to change the harmony from mayor to its minor key along with its corresponding harmonic functions, while also proposing some other musical liberties such as melodic variations, pompous orchestrals and overall detailed sound design. 

The visuals are some oneiric and surrealist passages that vaguely allude to characters that belong to my Rock Opera “El Pez Que Voló” and also to the peculiar (and real) case of Jacques Fesch, a young French man who in 1954, after robbing a money changer, ended up shooting and killing a police officer while trying to escape. He was arrested and condemned to death on 6 April 1957. 

After a year in La Santé Prison (Paris), Fesch experienced an intense religious conversion towards the Catholic faith, he corresponded regularly with his family, and peacefully accepted his punishment. His final journal entry was “In five hours I will see Jesus!”. An appeal for clemency to President Rene Coty failed, and he was guillotined on October 1, 1957.

This musical version and its video serve both as an homage to this figure and his story as well as a respectful reimagining of this anthem’s mood, passing from the original “festive” evocations to a darker internal war, all in an attempt to submerge into the unconscious mind of a man in atonement and penitence, a man whose soul is being fought over by angels of hope and demons of guilt, a man who is about to die.

“Teezûck” = “Tizoc” = “He who makes Sacrifice”  = 
“Jaques Fesch” = “A Flying Fish”

CREDITS

Original Song and Lyrics by: 
Freddie Mercury & Queen

Adaptation, recording,  instruments, orchestral 
arrangements, vocals, production & mix by:
Râhoola

Recorded Entirely in CIRCO DENSO Monterrey, Nuevo León, Mexico
www.circodenso.com

WATCH THE VIDEOCLIP HERE!! :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSgxbHqzv8E

Bohemian Rhapsody - IN MINOR KEY

This is a reorchestration of a piece from the 6th Harry Potter film using EWQLSO in Live 8.

The original recording and orchestration can be found HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KW2bmiH45fo

When Ginny Kissed Harry by Nicholas Hooper (Harry Potter Half-Blood Prince OST)

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ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢 (ʙʀᴀᴢɪʟɪᴀɴ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɢᴜᴇsᴇ)𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔒𝔣 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔯𝔢 𝔇𝔞𝔪𝔢

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