wonderful piece, amazing sounds, beautiful done!

Free download--> https://www.zabirski.art/library/tracks/254
Chcą nam szarym ludziom zaimplementować „nowy lepszy świat " (NWO) w którym wartości takie jak wiara w Boga i ogólnie pojęta wolność przejdzie do historii.
Za pomocą mediów generują strach i infekują umysły miliardów ludzi, by ci stali się posłuszną jednolitą masą.
Taki świat to przedsionek piekła i głęboko wierzę w to, że ludzie się obudzą i nie dadzą sobie odebrać niezbywalnych praw nadanych im przez Boga.
Wolny człowiek to człowiek szczęśliwy, spełniony i pełen wiary w Stwórcę i drugiego człowieka.
Otwórz oczy i stań do walki, bo właśnie toczy się bitwa o przyszłość świata!

Stary lepszy świat/Better old world

"The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony". Tuned to 432 Hz.

— This music simply wouldn't exist if it weren't for the wonderful poem and the lovely voice of writer Annie Dieu-Le-Veut. Honored for the invitation to participate in this collaboration.

• Words & Vocals by https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

• Music composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

WORDS:

I bow to the four directions.

To the East. The red dawn air
Sighing over the China seas,
Blow the nomad trade winds
Along your Silk Road,
Your Bay of Bengal
And swirling pyres of Varanasi,
Through the temples of Tibet
And the spiced Vedic lees.
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs
To inspire our creativity.

To the West. The deep Atlantic
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men
On high waves and farrows.
Bring up from Lir's feet
That purest of aqua cold.
Sail it fast over the Irish sea
And across the Menai roll
To wash away our pain and fear
And heal our troubled souls.

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers
Birthing borates from ice
Under the Borealis, the stars
Circling like glittering brides.
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres
Through the bleak Calanish stones
Over the rivers, brooks and glens,
To the oolite gold of Avalon
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems.

To the South. Cast your castanets
Your smouldering salamanders,
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers.
When the frangipani and mimosa
Whispers with exotic aroma
And the heart promises ‘Soon’,
Give us the southern comfort,
The tango and the wild fandango
To spark our dancing shoes.

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel | Ft. Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

François TAMBY: guitars, drums, bass, arrangements and production
Aline TAMBY : all voices

   A song that rocked my late teens; I've always loved the lyrics, the "Kenloachian" video, Jimmy Somerville's voice and the melody, but much less the synthetic arrangements and 80s production. It's a world far removed from our own, so we've freely reinterpreted the song in our own way...

 Une chanson qui a bercé ma fin d'adolescence ; j'ai toujours aimé les paroles, le clip "Kenloachien", la voix de Jimmy Somerville et la mélodie, mais beaucoup moins les arrangements synthétiques et la production des années 80. C'est un monde très éloigné du nôtre,  nous avons donc librement réinterprété la chanson à notre façon...

CIACCO-Cover-Smalltown Boy-Bronski Beat

Thank you, ZÍO for the collab and implementation of this concept. It was really enjoyable.

Fragmented Quantum Future.( Dystopia )- Chris.ZøBro & ZÍO

L'Arbre des Âmes pourrait être l'endroit le plus sacré pour certaines peuplades, et leur permettrait de communiquer avec leurs ancêtres, ou faire l'objet de certains rituels .... 
Son accès est souvent interdit au étrangers ....
À quoi ressemble-t-il? 
Je vous laisse l'imaginer en écoutant ce nouveau concept.

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The Tree of Souls may be the most sacred place for certain peoples, allowing them to communicate with their ancestors, or be the object of certain rituals .... 
Access is often forbidden to outsiders ....
What does it look like? 
I'll let you imagine as you listen to this new concept.

The Tree Of Souls ....

Painless / feat. 2nick8
Vocals and Lyrics:
2nick8
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22230/painless-118bpm-indie-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/ds-nick
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mis, Picture and Mastering

Painless - feat. 2nick8

Vidéo YouTube : https://youtu.be/E_szPaC8E-8

Corinthe   ( translated after French text )

Texte et mélodie : Say M
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

Se retrouver
Juste face à face
Se reparler des jours divins
Comme de nos cafés à Corinthe
Se retrouver
À la même place
Moi qui m'apprête à m'en aller
Toi qui savoures tous tes retards

Un jour ou deux
Plus rien ne presse
Dis-moi que toi aussi tu veux
Avant que le temps nous délaisse
Se retrouver
Juste face à face
Se reparler des jours divins
Comme de nos cafés à Corinthe

Ce serait mieux
Si tu m'appelles 
Le soleil est talentueux
Pour faire d'une revanche, une belle
Reprendre du début à la fin
Ne plus rien d'autre se promettre
Ou juste un peu de sable fin
Et chaque minute comme la première

Tout rejouer
À pile ou face
Ne plus s'attendre des jours en vain
Et faire comme si tout allait bien
Des jours légers
Seuls en surface
La mer Égée pour replonger
Dans nos folies en demie teinte

Un jour ou deux
Plus rien ne presse
Dis-moi que toi aussi tu veux
Avant que le temps nous délaisse
Se retrouver
Juste face à face
Se reparler des jours divins
Comme de nos cafés à Corinthe

Ce serait mieux
Si tu m'appelles 
Le soleil est talentueux
Pour faire d'une revanche, une belle
Reprendre du début à la fin
Ne plus rien d'autre se promettre
Ou juste un peu de sable fin
Et chaque minute comme la première


Corinth

Finding each other
Just face to face
Talking of divine days
Like our cafés in Corinth
To meet again
In the same place
Me getting ready to leave
You who savor all your delays

A day or two
There's no hurry
Tell me you want it too
Before time runs out
To meet again
Just face to face
Talking of divine days
Like our coffees in Corinth

It would be better
If you call me 
The sun is talented
To make a revenge beautiful
From beginning to end
Nothing more to promise
Or just a little fine sand
And every minute like the first

Play it all over again
Flip a coin
No more waiting for days in vain
And pretend that all is well
Light days
Alone on the surface
The Aegean Sea to plunge
In our half-tinted follies

A day or two
There's no hurry
Tell me you want it too
Before time abandons us
To meet again
Just face to face
Talking of divine days
Like our coffees in Corinth

It would be better
If you call me 
The sun is talented
To make a revenge beautiful
From beginning to end
Nothing more to promise
Or just a little fine sand
And every minute like the first

Corinthe  avec Julia

Calm Sea

Thank you for listen to Stina , appriciate it <3
Music/vocal/lyrics/Instrumentals/mix/Master/compose/production and final producer :Stina Crow 2024

LYRICS

No angels....no desire

you you leave the dark
you leave your love 
you you leave the one you hate

you you leave the light
you leave that fight
you you leave the one you loved....
..
no angels....no desire
......

you you leave the dark
you leave your love 
you you leave the on you hate

you you leave the light
you leave that fight
you you leave the one you loved......

Breathless

Knalpot is the Indonesian word for exhaust... well I think it can't be better ;-)

Knalpot

Enya Head

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