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Blue Tea With Buddha
07:00
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Blue tea with buddha
In a land of ancient tales and lore,
Where the mountains rise and the oceans roar,
There lived a wise and holy man,
Known to all as the Buddha of the land.
He sat in silence, cross-legged and still,
In meditation, at the top of a hill,
His mind was calm, his thoughts were clear,
And all who saw him felt a sense of cheer.
The Buddha was known for his teachings true,
And all who heard them, they knew what to do,
He spoke of peace, of love, of joy,
And how to find them, without any ploy.
One day, a traveler came to his door,
A young man, who was tired and sore,
He sought the Buddha's wisdom and grace,
And hoped to find a better place.
The Buddha welcomed him with a smile,
And offered him a cup of blue tea, worthwhile,
The traveler sipped the tea with delight,
And felt his senses come to life.
The tea was sweet, with a hint of blue,
And as he drank, the traveler knew,
That this was more than just a drink,
It was a symbol of all he could think.
The Buddha spoke, in his gentle way,
And told the traveler what he had to say,
He said that life is like the tea,
It can be bitter, or it can be sweet.
He said that we must find our way,
Through the darkness, to the light of day,
And that the tea, it was a sign,
Of the beauty that we can find.
The traveler listened, with a/his heart so full,
And as he left, he knew the Buddha's rule,
To live a life of love and peace,
And to let go of all the stress and disease.
And so he journeyed on his way,
With the Buddha's words in his heart each day,
And he drank the blue tea, with every sip,
And felt its magic on his lips.
For the Buddha and the blue tea,
Were symbols of a life, so free,
And as we journey through this land,
We must take them both, hand in hand.
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If William Burroughs were here
(guide pour m’orienter) Capo2
[Refrain]
A OOO
Me: If William Burroughs were here today,
He'd guide me on a poetic pathway.
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His words would echo, profound and true,
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As we converse in a musical hue.
A OOO
Me: Mr. Burroughs, in this realm we meet,
Where words and music intertwine freely,
What advice do you have for my creative quest?
To delve into the depths, what is your behest?
Burroughs: My dear friend, let your mind roam free,
Break the chains of convention, let your spirit see,
Explore the darkness, embrace the unknown,
Unveil the secrets through the words you've sown.
Me: The rhythm of your prose, like a symphony,
Unveils the secrets of humanity,
How can I merge the melodies and the lines,
To create a masterpiece, where the soul shines?
Burroughs: Merge the music with your poetic might,
Let them dance together like an exquisite flight,
Compose with passion, let your heart be the guide,
And the union of words and melody will collide.
[Refrain]
Me: If William Burroughs were here today,
He'd guide me on a poetic pathway.
His words would echo, profound and true,
As we converse in a musical hue.
Me: Mr. Burroughs, as I wander this artistic trail,
How can I challenge boundaries, never to fail?
To push the limits, to go beyond what's known,
And create a symphony, entirely my own?
Burroughs: Dare to venture where others fear,
Embrace the unconventional, let it be clear,
Break the rules, dismantle the norms,
And in that chaos, a masterpiece forms.
Me: Your words ignite a fire, an untamed desire,
To break free from the chains that hold me prior,
To blend words and melodies, harmonize the two,
And create a composition that's entirely new.
Burroughs: Embrace the dissonance, find beauty within,
In the collision of sounds, let your creativity begin,
Let the music carry your words to distant shores,
Where your poet's heart finds solace evermore.
[Refrain]
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3. |
Blue Dream
03:52
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Blue Dream
(Verse 1) B C A X022 X232
In the depths of a slumber's embrace,
Where reality fades without a trace,
I drift away to a world unseen,
Where the colors of blue paint the scene.
(Chorus) AGGA C C# D D#
Oh, blue dream, take me away,
To a place where my heart can freely sway,
Where the sky and the ocean become one,
As I dance under the blue dream's sun.
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(Verse 2)
In this realm of cerulean hue,
I find solace in a dream so true,
Whispering waves echo a calming song,
As I wander, where I truly belong.
(Chorus)
Oh, blue dream, take me away,
To a place where my heart can freely sway,
Where the sky and the ocean become one,
as I dance under the blue dream's sun.
(Verse 3)
Beneath the azure sky, I find peace,
As worries and troubles gently cease,
The blue dream carries me on its gentle tide,
In its embrace, I let my worries subside.
(Chorus)
Oh, blue dream, take me away,
To a place where my heart can freely sway,
Where the sky and the ocean become one,
as I dance under the blue dream's sun.
(Outro)
As morning's light breaks through the night,
I bid farewell to the blue dream's sight,
But its essence lingers within my soul,
A cherished memory that forever consoles.
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Each Feeling Has A Face
05:11
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Each feeling has a face
Verse 1:
Each feeling has a face,
unique and true,
An expression that tells us what to do,
From joy to pain, from love to hate,
Each feeling has a face,
That’s something we can't debate.
Chorus:
Each feeling has a face, we can't ignore,
It tells us what's inside, and so much more,
Let us embrace, each feeling with grace,
For each feeling has a face.
Verse 2:
When we're happy, our faces glow,
With smiles that light up the world below,
And when we're sad, our faces show,
Tears that tell us we need to let go.
Chorus:
Each feeling has a face, we can't ignore,
It tells us what's inside, and so much more,
Let us embrace, each feeling with grace,
For each feeling has a face.
Verse 3:
Sometimes we feel angry, with a scowl on our face,
Our jaws clenched tight, our eyes ablaze,
And when we're in love, our faces shine,
With a twinkle in our eyes, and a smile so fine.
Chorus:
Each feeling has a face, we can't ignore,
It tells us what's inside, and so much more,
Let us embrace, each feeling with grace,
For each feeling has a face.
Verse 4:
So let us not be afraid, to show our faces,
And embrace each feeling, in all its phases,
For each feeling has a purpose, a lesson to learn,
And in the end, it's our faces that earn.
Chorus:
Each feeling has a face, we can't ignore,
It tells us what's inside, and so much more,
Let us embrace, each feeling with grace,
For each feeling has a face.
Outro:
Each feeling has a face, unique and true,
So let us not be afraid, to show what's inside of you,
For when we embrace each feeling, with love and care,
We become more human, and life becomes more fair.
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Song For Syd Barret
06:28
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Verse 1:
Once upon a time, I took the stage,
I played my part with passion and rage,
But now the curtains have come down,
And I'm no longer the talk of the town.
Chorus:
I am no longer the actor, but a spectator,
Watching the world go by, with nothing to factor,
I sit in the audience and observe,
As life takes its twists and turns with verve.
Verse 2:
I used to be the one in control,
Making decisions and reaching my goal,
But now I've taken a step back,
And watch others lead the pack.
Chorus:
I am no longer the actor, but a spectator,
Watching the world go by, with nothing to factor,
I sit in the audience and observe,
As life takes its twists and turns with verve.
Verse 3:
I've learned to appreciate the view,
To see the beauty in what others do,
To cheer them on from the sidelines,
And appreciate life's many designs.
Chorus:
I am no longer the actor, but a spectator,
Watching the world go by, with nothing to factor,
I sit in the audience and observe,
As life takes its twists and turns with verve.
Verse 4:
I may not be in the spotlight now,
But that's okay, I've made my vow,
To enjoy the show, and take it all in,
And appreciate every little win.
Chorus:
I am no longer the actor, but a spectator,
Watching the world go by, with nothing to factor,
I sit in the audience and observe,
As life takes its twists and turns with verve.
Outro:
So here I am, content and wise,
Watching the world with open eyes,
No longer the actor, but a spectator,
Enjoying life's ride with all its texture.
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The Winds Of The Evening
04:29
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Winds Of The Night
(Verse 1)
As twilight falls and darkness descends,
Whispering secrets, the evening winds,
They dance through the air with a gentle grace,
The winds of the evening, a mystical embrace.
(Chorus)
Oh, the winds of the evening, their soft sighs,
Carry the dreams that reach for the skies,
They carry the stories of love and despair,
In their tender caress, we find solace and care.
(Verse 2)
They rustle the leaves with a soothing sound,
Whispering melodies as they swirl around,
They carry the fragrance of blossoms in bloom,
The winds of the evening, dispelling all gloom.
(Chorus)
Oh, the winds of the evening, their soft sighs,
Carry the dreams that reach for the skies,
They carry the stories of love and despair,
In their tender caress, we find solace and care.
(Bridge)
In the twilight's embrace, secrets unfold,
The winds of the evening, their tales untold,
They sweep through the valleys, they kiss the sea,
In their gentle touch, we find serenity.
(Verse 3)
They carry the echoes of laughter and tears,
Whispering promises of forgotten years,
They bring us a sense of peace and release,
The winds of the evening, a moment of peace.
(Chorus)
Oh, the winds of the evening, their soft sighs,
Carry the dreams that reach for the skies,
They carry the stories of love and despair,
In their tender caress, we find solace and care.
(Outro)
So let the winds of the evening carry us away,
In their gentle embrace, we'll find our way,
They bring us tranquility as day turns to night,
The winds of the evening, guiding us with their light.
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7. |
Three Candles
05:15
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Three Candles
Intro
Three candles, standing tall and bright,
A trio of flickering light,
Each one a flame, a glowing star,
That shines so bright, no matter how far.
Couplet1
The first candle burns for hope and love,
A light that guides us from above,
It flickers softly in the night,
A beacon of all that is right.
Couplet2
The second candle burns for faith,
A flame that never will abate,
It shines so true, so strong and bold,
A light that never will grow old.
Couplet3
The third candle burns for peace and grace,
A glow that fills this sacred space,
It brings a calmness to the soul,
And makes us feel completely whole.
Refrain/Outro
For in their flames we find our way,
To hope, to faith, to peace each day.
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A Drink With Charles Bukowski
(Bukowski)
Well, hello there, my friend, what's on your mind?
Let's talk about life, the struggles we find.
Pull up a stool, share your thoughts with me,
In this barroom exchange, we're both set free.
(Verse 2: Charles Bukowski)
I light my cigarette, take a sip of my drink,
Ready to listen to what you have to think.
Speak to me of your dreams, your fears, your desires,
In this conversation, our souls will catch fire.
(Kentin Jivek)
I tell you of my creative journey, the highs and lows,
The doubts that haunt me, the passion that flows.
I seek your wisdom, your seasoned insight,
To guide me through the darkness, to shine a light.
(Bukowski)
Ah, the creative path, a treacherous road indeed,
But listen closely, my friend, and take heed.
Embrace your scars, your failures, and strife,
For they shape your art and give it life.
(Verse 3: Kentin Jivek)
We delve into deeper topics, the state of the world,
Its injustices, its chaos, its flags unfurled.
We discuss the struggles of the human race,
And how our words can leave a lasting trace.
(Bukowski)
The world is a mess, a constant battle it seems,
But through our words, we can share our dreams.
Expose the truth, challenge the status quo,
For art has the power to make hearts glow.
(Verse 4: Charles Bukowski)
We share stories of love, of heartbreak and pain,
Of women who have left their mark, their stain.
We laugh and lament, recounting the years,
In this conversation, we drown our fears.
(Kentin Jivek)
The complexities of love, the wounds that we bear,
Through our shared experiences, we find solace there.
We honor the women who've shaped our hearts,
Their presence in our lives, like pieces of art.
(Outro)
As the night wears on, the bar grows dim,
Our conversation lingers, like a lingering hymn.
Two souls connected, in this fleeting embrace,
In this conversation, a moment we'll forever trace.
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9. |
Devils In My Room
05:29
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Devils in my room
Capo 1
Am
In the solitude of my chamber's gloom,
G
Lies a secret, a whispered tune,
Am
The whispers of the demons that reside,
G
When darkness falls, and I'm all alone inside.
(Refrain) Am G Em
But I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
Their voices, like echoes, hauntingly soft,
Whispering secrets, stories untold aloft,
They dance with shadows, unseen, obscure,
Their presence consume all happiness and joy
(Refrain) Am G Em
But I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
In the depths of night, they come alive,
Their words a tempest, causing me to dive headown
Into the abyss of my own mind,
Where the demons dwell, both cruel and kind.
(Refrain)
But I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
Their whispers, a symphony of despair,
A haunting melody, a twisted affair,
They weave their tales, a wicked choir,
Filling my room with their eerie fire.
(Refrain)
But I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
(Refrain) Am G Em
But I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
I rise from my solitude, fueled by might,
Determined to conquer the demons' spite,
I drown their voices with a song of my own,
A melody of resilience beautifully sewn.
(Refrain)
And I won't let their voices consume,
I'll rise above, find strength to resume,
In the face of darkness, I'll brightly shine,
Defying the demons, their whispers malign.
The devis in my room may linger and roam,
But as I sing I'll find my home,
For within the melody, my spirit finds bloom,
Defying the devils in my room, when I'm alone.
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10. |
Les Mouettes
05:08
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Les mouettes
Dans le ciel bleu, les mouettes volent haut,
Leur chant s'élève, porté par le vent chaud,
Leur cri mélodieux danse dans l'air,
Un écho joyeux venu de la mer,
Est-ce une chanson ou une simple plaisanterie ?
Le secret des mouettes sait se préserver de la mélancholie
Sur les vagues qui déferlent en cascade,
Elles s'envolent, légères comme une ballade,
Leurs ailes blanches décrivent des arabesques,
Un langage silencieux généreusement pittoresque.
Peut-être est-ce leur manière de célébrer,
La liberté infinie dont elles ont hérité,
Ou peut-être est-ce leur façon de nous parler,
Nous laissant dans l'incertitude, sans pouvoir déchiffrer.
Mais peu importe, car dans leur vol gracieux,
Elles apportent un soupçon de bonheur à nos yeux.
Car peu importe si elles chantent ou rient,
Que leurs cris se mêlent aux notes du vent,
Et que leur mystère éclaire notre temps,
Car les mouettes, messagères de l'océan,
Nous rappellent la beauté de chaque instant.
Que leurs chants et leurs rires nous emplissent le cœur,
Et que dans leur présence, nous trouvions la chaleur nécessaire
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11. |
Sunday Rain In Paris
05:50
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Sunday Rain in Paris
Couplet1
The rain falls soft on Paris streets,
A symphony of gentle beats,
A melody that soothes the soul,
And makes the city feel whole.
Refrain:
In Paris' charm, love comes alive,
Rain's gentle whispers, as we strive,
To write our story, on these Parisian streets,
Where love's melody forever repeats.
Couplet 2:
Umbrellas twirl like ballerinas,
As lovers stroll through the misty arenas,
The streets alive with whispered vows,
As raindrops trace their path on windowsills now.
Refrain:
In Paris' charm, love comes alive,
Rain's gentle whispers, as we strive,
To write our story, on these Parisian streets,
Where love's melody forever repeats.
Bridge:
In cozy cafés, people gather close,
Sipping warmth from cups,
Laughter and conversation blend in the air,
A symphony of voices, a melody so rare.
Couplet 3:
The Seine flows calmly, reflecting the sky,
As raindrops kiss its surface, bidding it goodbye,
The city breathes a sigh of content,
In this timeless moment
Refrain:
In Paris' charm, love comes alive,
Rain's gentle whispers, as we strive,
To write our story, on these Parisian streets,
Where love's melody forever repeats.
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12. |
The House Near The Lake
04:02
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The house near the lake
(Verse 1)
In this little wooden house I'll reside,
By the lake, mountains as my guide,
Deciphering the sounds of birds and wind,
Living a life where sunsets are twinned.
(Verse 2)
Sunlight kisses my skin, ever so light,
In this haven of peace, my dreams take flight,
The majestic mountains ignite my reverie,
The wind beckons me to dance and be free.
(Refrain)
I'll live in this little wooden house so true,
Embracing the rhythm of the sunset's hue,
Listening to nature's symphony, divine,
Living in the present with essentials in line.
(Bridge)
Simplicity gently wraps around my being,
Stars tenderly watch, forever foreseeing,
I'm in harmony with this wondrous sphere,
Each moment precious, fleeting and dear.
(Verse 3)
As evening arrives, the sky blazes with fire,
I marvel at its beauty, my heart's desire,
The moon casts a glow on my humble abode,
A peace within me, an eternal ode.
(Refrain)
I'll live in this little wooden house so true,
Embracing the rhythm of the sunset's hue,
Listening to nature's symphony, divine,
Living in the present with essentials in line.
(Outro)
In this little house, my sanctuary of love,
I find serenity, like a gentle dove,
By the lake and mountains, my life thrives,
To the rhythm of nature, my happiness derives.
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Kentin Jivek Paris, France
K.Jivek is a French Songwriter And Composer based in Paris.
His style focuses on Folk and Ambient music, mixed with analog sound experiments.
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