Song by Laura copyright 2024

No link to Shakespeare;)

Tempest

Out Fishing

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat / August  / 05 / 2025 / © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: LO-FI – Chill – Blues 
Single: 2025
Instrumental; Karl Heimgartner  
Title: A Cafe with Soft Music.
Track :  08

Production - Mix and Mastering by Karl Heimgartner 
My studio workstation Presonus Studio One 5 Professional

A Cafe with Soft Music

In my dreams

A lovely May.
You peaked too soon, my summer child.
Alive? 
Just trying to get by.
With a smile inside my eyes.
Ignore the scars.
Acting hard.

You're on a beach.
A weever fish/your feet.
You try to eat a peach.
But those things are bloody hard.
You can't look upon the stars in summertime.
Don't ask why.

I've been on the scene.
I've been in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the wane.
I've been home again.
Nobody'll listen what I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

Another day.
You'll want for nothing summer child.
Arrived.
At always the right time.
You didn't recognise it was your salad days.
Within the haze.

You're out of reach.
You can not hear my speech.
You've nothing left to teach.
Condescending meek.
You wouldn't wait another week.
To run away.
Run away.

Not part of a team.
Living in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways..
Swept me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
There's no escape.

Singing in the rain.
From heaven to the drain.
Nobody'll listen when I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the scene.
I've been in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the wane.
I've been home again.
Nobody'll listen when I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
I can't escape.
There's no way.



Summer Child

😆(Preface ..this is our 100th track on SoundCloud)🫨
OK, we’re back, ready to get hated even more than before, especially from those who have no sense of humor!😆
🚀 Wanna see Uranus? 🌌
No, not what you're thinking… or maybe yes 😏
A cosmic comedy with a twist: William Herschel, who discovered Uranus in 1781, was also a musician - so we’re in good company. The Beating Edge shares his love for both music and the stars. Dropping late August, this track is perfect for summer nights under the stars (and cracking a few cosmic jokes). Look up… and remember: it's just a planet!
💫 Poetic license alert: we know Uranus isn’t actually shining bright in the night sky, it’s almost invisible to the naked eye. To spot it, you’d need binoculars or a small telescope, and a really dark location, definitely not in the city.
💫 Bonus: you don’t need a telescope to enjoy it, but laughing is mandatory!
Have fun and maybe we’ll talk about Ur-anus 😂 in the comments!
Love you all!! 🫶

At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 22, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Wanna see Uranus?

Hey, wanna come and check out Uranus?
It’s shining bright, you gotta see this
Everyone’s got their cameras out
Capturing something way too lit to miss

Wait, what? Did you just say Uranus?
Are you serious? Or messing with me?
My... what now? Can you say it again?
Is this some kind of cosmic comedy?

No, no, no, it’s the planet, man
Out there spinning in the endless span
Not what you’re thinking, don’t be shy
Just look up at the summer sky

Wanna see Uranus? It’s out tonight
Glowing in the dark, such a crazy sight
Not what you thought, don’t lose your cool
It’s just a planet, no need to drool

My... anus? Really? That’s the joke?
I thought you said something broke
But now I’m laughing, can’t deny
Uranus rules the cosmic sky

Wanna see Uranus? Come along
It’s more than just a silly song
Look up high, don’t be confused
It’s the planet, dude, not your… you know

Wanna see Uranus? Come along
It’s more than just a silly song
Look up high, don’t be confused
It’s the planet, dude, not your… you know!

Uranus

The wheels on the train go rat-a-tat tat.........

Rat a tat

La fin de l'été

Like a nebula dissolving into the void, it lingers with cosmic grace.

Nebula

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

Mourir (Dying)

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Elisa Härmä 
Producer & Singer

https://linkr.bio/elisaharma

Elisa Härmä is a Producer and Singer coming from Helsinki, Finland. Elisa has a versatile and professional scene as a musician. 



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