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    The Mirror of Future

    The Mirror of Future

    The future has so many colors that it can even make you change your race

    Be well


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    In the eyes of the cat - Nu Music

    In the eyes of the cat - Nu Music

    I always had a strange relationship with cats; they appeared in my life in unexpected moments, either in a group or alone crossing the street and running to rub on my legs as if they knew me, telling me, what? and always waking my alert.
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    I look in the eyes of my cat, cat, cat,
    and I feel trapped
    by a spiral
    made, made,
    of blue and jade, jade,
    of blue and jade, jade,

    That cat that knows all my thoughts
    and feels my senses
    making me become a shadow
    at the bottom of its gaze, gaze, gaze,

    Dancing among other shadows that were me,
    me, me,
    at the time, time, time,
    at the time, time, time...

    That cat that knows all my thoughts
    and feels my senses
    making me become a shadow
    at the bottom of its gaze, gaze, gaze,

    making me become a shadow
    at the bottom of its gaze, gaze, gaze, cat

    dancing among other shadows that were me,
    me, me,
    at the time, time, time,
    at the time, time, time...

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    The corner that stole the wind

    The corner that stole the wind

    There is something that is not seen or touched but wraps us up bringing and carrying life, and that something is the wind, a formidable essence without which life could not exist. I hope you will enjoy the story, the song and the video.

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    The wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world
    the wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world,
    It no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,
    it no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,
    The wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world
    the wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world,
    It no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,
    it no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,

    And my steps sink to the knees while I walk the path of my thoughts
    looking for that corner t hat stole my wind
    looking for that corner that stole my wind

    The wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world
    the wind no longer reaches the small corner of my world,
    It no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,
    it no longer brings rain or seeds or smells,

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    Acoustic Backing Track in G

    Acoustic Backing Track in G

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNgx8HpEjHA

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    I dreamed I was cooking the Rabbit of Alice

    I dreamed I was cooking the Rabbit of Alice

    A strange song, absurd lyrics, (it is a dream) and a repetitive music = a curious video and a tribute to pillows!

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    I dreamed I dreamed I dreamed
    I dreamed I dreamed I dreamed
    ....
    I dreamed I was cooking the rabbit of Alice
    I dreamed I was cooking the rabbit of Alice
    but the Queen appeared
    looking for the mirror the rabbit had hidden

    I dreamed I was cooking the rabbit of Alice
    but the Queen appeared
    looking for the mirror the rabbit had hidden

    I dreamed I dreamed I dreamed

    I dreamed I was talking to God and His Father
    I dreamed I was talking to God and His Father
    but the rabbit came in from the pain of Oblivion

    I dreamed, I dreamed,

    so many stories,
    so many Gods and rabbits,
    so many Queens and mirrors
    in a simple pillow

    dreamed, I dreamed, ...
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    That God who drinks - Strange Song

    That God who drinks - Strange Song

    It's funny. Why do you always look at the sky when you think about God? We are of the opinion (very personal, of course) that we really should close our eyes. I hope no one gets angry with the lyrics.



    May be Life is just a juice that fills the glass
    of a sad God who drinks to forget his solitude

    and wodering about that mystery
    of being or not being

    I think I am a fruit fallen from the Apple tree He did
    to become the magic water that softens
    the emptyness of His abyss
    the emptyness of His abyss

    Strange sensation to feel me an apple that has to madurate before becoming the essence
    He will drink later

    I think I am a fruit fallen from the Apple tree He did
    to become the magic water that softens
    the emptyness of His abyss
    the emptyness of His abyss

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    And meanwhile I hang yesterday on the wall

    There are many ways to live life, I like to hang it on the wall to be beautiful

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    I look at today
    and I breath it
    and I chew it
    with everything I am,
    and I chew it with everything I am

    And meanwhile
    I hang yesterday on the wall
    trying to let it straight
    and meanwhile
    I hang yesterday on the wall
    trying to let it straigth

    That yesterday that was also today,
    that yesterday that was also tomorrow,

    Today, tomorrow, yesterday,
    and meanwhile everything is time
    that measures the lived, the hidden, the forgotten, the ignored,
    that measures the lived, the hidden, the forgotten, the ignored,

    Today, tomorrow, yesterday
    and meanwhile everything is time
    that measures the lived, the hidden, the forgotten, the ignored,
    that measures the lived, the hidden, the forgotten, the ignored,

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    A hand that is not yours

    These dates are a whirlwind of sensations, a hand that takes you and brings you through memories and makes you discover that the past is a canvas on which we paint our gestures with a brush that has its own imagination.

    Merry Christmas!

    https://vimeo.com/307850810


    There are moments
    that seem have been written
    by a hand
    that is not yours
    no no no
    no

    There are moments
    that even
    keeping you inside
    make you feel you are
    at another site
    make you feel you are
    at another site

    As if they were the answer
    of the Tarot
    to a question
    you did not know
    you did
    you did not know
    you did

    Nothing stops when it happens
    nothing
    nothing

    Moments
    that feel your present
    with that one
    you did not know
    you was,

    with that one
    you did not know
    you was

    Moments,
    moments,
    moments...

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    Those streets of the city

    Those streets of the city

    https://vimeo.com/308623830

    Best Regards

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    The lake of life

    The lake of life

    https://vimeo.com/308729413

    Best Regards

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