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  • Blurt.media Radio - Les Voyageurs de l'Île Drummond

    The Voyageurs from Drummond Island

    Les Voyageurs de l'Île Drummond

    Sur la table

    Vieille carte froissée
    Taches de vin
    De suif
    De café
    Les noms dansent comme des prières
    Montreal
    Mattawa
    Lumière amère

    [Verse 1]

    On pousse l’eau gris-vert du matin
    Pagaies lourdes
    Épaules en chemin
    Ottawa lente
    Large comme un chant
    La brume colle à nos dents

    Un juron

    Un rire
    Un refrain
    Ça craque en haut
    Les pins s’inclinent
    Un canot fuit
    Polis par les mains
    Qui sentent la poix et la résine

    [Chorus]

    Nous sommes les voix des voyageurs
    Montreal qui bat dans nos poitrines
    Chaque remous apprend nos peurs
    Chaque portage lave nos ruines
    De rivière en baie
    En oubli
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie (oh là là)

    [Verse 2]

    Mattawa
    Halte de fumée bleue
    Un chien maigre nous suit des yeux
    Les femmes posent la soupe brûlante
    Leur silence tient la maison vivante

    Lac Nipissing

    Grand miroir fêlé
    Où le ciel vient tout exagérer
    On compte les coups sur la vague
    Comme on compte les années qui nagent

    [Chorus]

    Nous sommes les voix des voyageurs
    Montreal qui bat dans nos poitrines
    Chaque remous apprend nos peurs
    Chaque portage lave nos ruines
    De rivière en baie
    En oubli
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie

    [Bridge]

    [drums fade
    Bass and accordion breathe]
    Rivière des Français
    Roches rouges
    Genoux mouillés
    On tire le monde sur nos épaules tannées
    Georgian Bay
    Mille îles en chuchotement
    Le vent prononce nos noms autrement

    Killarney

    Drummond
    Mackinac qui sonne
    Comme une cloche qu’on abandonne
    Lac Supérieur
    Vaste bouche sombre
    Qui avale nos chansons
    Nos ombres (ah ah)

    [Chorus]

    Nous sommes les voix des voyageurs
    Montreal qui bat dans nos poitrines
    Chaque remous apprend nos peurs
    Chaque portage lave nos ruines
    De rivière en baie
    En oubli
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie
    On se perd pour mieux se dire en vie

    [Outro]

    [fiddle drone
    Soft tremolo strings]
    Et si je ne reviens jamais
    Garde mon nom sur le quai
    Une barque
    Une corde
    Un verre de thé
    Pour la route que je n’ai pas finie d’aimer

    On the table

    Old crumpled map
    Wine stains
    Tallow stains
    Coffee stains
    The names dance like prayers
    Montreal
    Mattawa
    Bitter light

    [Verse 1] We push the gray-green water of the morning

    Heavy paddles
    Shoulders on the move
    Slow Ottawa
    Wide as a song
    The mist clings to our teeth

    A curse

    A laugh
    A refrain
    It creaks above
    The pines bow
    A canoe flees
    Polished by hands
    That smell of pitch and resin

    [Chorus] We are the voices of travelers

    Montreal beating in our chests
    Each eddy teaches us our fears
    Each portage washes away our ruins
    From river to bay
    Into oblivion
    We lose ourselves to better proclaim ourselves alive
    We lose ourselves to better proclaim ourselves alive (oh là là)

    [Verse 2]

    Mattawa
    A halt of blue smoke
    A skinny dog ​​follows us with its eyes
    The women set down the soup Burning
    Their silence keeps the house alive

    Lake Nipissing

    Great cracked mirror
    Where the sky exaggerates everything
    We count the blows on the wave
    Like we count the swimming years

    [Chorus]

    We are the voices of travelers
    Montreal beating in our chests
    Each eddy teaches us our fears
    Each portage washes away our ruins
    From river to bay
    Into oblivion
    We lose ourselves to better proclaim ourselves alive
    We lose ourselves to better proclaim ourselves alive

    [Bridge]

    [drums fade
    Bass and accordion breathe]
    French River
    Red rocks
    Wet knees
    We pull the world on our tanned shoulders
    Georgian Bay
    A thousand islands whispering
    The wind pronounces our names differently

    Killarney

    Drummond
    Mackinac ringing
    Like an abandoned bell
    Lake Superior
    Vast, dark mouth
    That swallows our songs
    Our shadows (ah ah)

    [Chorus]

    We are the voices of travelers
    Montreal that beats in our chests
    Each eddy teaches us our fears
    Each portage washes away our ruins
    From river to bay
    Into oblivion
    We lose ourselves to better feel alive
    We lose ourselves to better feel alive

    [Outro]

    [fiddle drone
    Soft tremolo strings]
    And if I never return
    Keep my name on the dock
    A rowboat
    A rope
    A glass of tea
    For the road I haven't finished loving

    5 min
  • Chanson Des Voyageurs du Canada 1820 -

    Music for paddling and portage ….

    French Lyrics - English below

    Frottement de chaise

    Petit rire]
    On charge la barque
    Montréal se réveille
    Bottes dans la boue
    Café sur la veille
    Un dernier baiser sur le quai qui penche
    Et le fleuve nous prend dans sa grande manche

    [Verse 1]

    Saint-Laurent lourd
    Ciel couleur d’étain
    Les maisons rapetissent
    On s’éloigne du matin
    Un chapelet pend
    Balance au cou du cousin
    On chante trop fort pour oublier demain

    [Chorus]

    Ô voyageurs
    Le long de l’eau qui gronde
    De portage en portage
    On porte tout notre monde
    Des varechs de souvenirs collés à la peau
    De Montréal aux grands lacs là-haut
    Ô voyageurs
    Dos cassé
    Mains ouvertes
    Pour une poignée de peau de castor
    De sueur et d’herbe verte
    On rit
    On jure
    On rame à contrecœur
    Mais le fleuve connaît nos peurs

    [Verse 2]

    Là-bas à l’embouchure de la rivière des Outaouais
    Le courant se fâche
    La barque danse de travers
    On suit la voix d’un aîné algonquin
    Qui lit les remous comme on lit le pain

    Un feu sur la grève

    Des langues qui se croisent
    Un mot dans la gorge
    Un sourire en phrase
    On offre du sel
    Des étoffes
    Des couleurs
    Ils tendent des peaux
    Des histoires et des fleurs

    [Chorus]

    Ô voyageurs
    Le long de l’eau qui gronde
    De portage en portage
    On porte tout notre monde
    Des varechs de souvenirs collés à la peau
    De Montréal aux grands lacs là-haut
    Ô voyageurs
    Dos cassé
    Mains ouvertes
    Pour une poignée de peau de castor
    De sueur et d’herbe verte
    On rit
    On jure
    On rame à contrecœur
    Mais le fleuve connaît nos peurs

    [Bridge]

    Sur la rivière des Français
    Le roc est un mur
    On hisse les canots sur des épaules trop dures
    Un pas après l’autre
    Pieds nus dans la mousse
    Le silence nous suit
    Chaque souffle rebrousse

    Un cri dans le vent

    Un nom qu’on ne répond pas
    Un chapeau qui s’enfuit
    Un genou dans les éclats
    Combien reviendront raconter la saison
    Combien se perdront entre deux chansons

    [Chorus]

    Ô voyageurs
    Le long de l’eau qui gronde
    De portage en portage
    On porte tout notre monde
    Des varechs de souvenirs collés à la peau
    De Montréal aux grands lacs là-haut
    Ô voyageurs
    Dos cassé
    Mains ouvertes
    Pour une poignée de peau de castor
    De sueur et d’herbe verte
    On rit
    On pleure
    On chante en chœur
    Car la route connaît nos cœurs

    [Outro]

    Un jour les grands lacs s’ouvrent comme un verre
    On oublie la pluie
    Le froid
    La misère
    On lève la rame vers le ciel blanchit
    « À l’année prochaine… si la chance nous suit »

    English :

    Chair scraping

    [Small laugh]
    We load the boat
    Montreal wakes up
    Boots in the mud
    Coffee on the eve
    A last kiss on the leaning dock
    And the river takes us in its big sleeve

    [Verse 1]

    Heavy St. Lawrence
    Pewter-colored sky
    The houses shrink
    We move away from the morning
    A rosary hangs
    Swings from the cousin's neck
    We sing too loudly to forget tomorrow

    [Chorus]

    O travelers
    Along the roaring water
    From portage to portage
    We carry our whole world
    Seaweed of memories stuck to our skin
    From Montreal to the great lakes up there
    O travelers
    Broken back
    Open hands
    For a handful of beaver pelt
    Of sweat and green grass
    We laugh
    We swear
    We row reluctantly
    But the river knows our fears

    [Verse 2]

    There at the mouth of the river of Outaouais
    The current grows angry
    The boat rocks sideways
    We follow the voice of an Algonquin elder
    Who reads the eddies like one reads bread

    A fire on the shore

    Tongues intertwining
    A word in the throat
    A smile in a sentence
    We offer salt
    Fabrics
    Colors
    They extend hides
    Stories and flowers

    [Chorus]

    O travelers
    Along the roaring water
    From portage to portage
    We carry our whole world
    Seaweed of memories clinging to our skin
    From Montreal to the great lakes up there
    O travelers
    Broken backs
    Open hands
    For a handful of beaver pelt
    Of sweat and green grass
    We laugh
    We swear
    We row reluctantly
    But the river knows our fears

    [Bridge]

    On the French River
    The rock is a wall
    We haul the canoes onto shoulders too hard
    One step after The other
    Barefoot in the moss
    Silence follows us
    Each breath ripples back

    A cry in the wind

    A name left unanswered
    A hat that flies away
    A knee in the shards
    How many will return to tell of the season
    How many will get lost between two songs

    [Chorus]

    O travelers
    Along the roaring water
    From portage to portage
    We carry our whole world
    Seaweed of memories clinging to our skin
    From Montreal to the great lakes up there
    O travelers
    Broken back
    Open hands
    For a handful of beaver pelt
    Of sweat and green grass
    We laugh
    We cry
    We sing in chorus
    For the road knows our hearts

    [Outro]

    One day the great lakes open like a glass
    We forget the rain
    The cold
    The misery
    We raise the oar towards the whitening sky
    "Until next year... if luck is with us"

    Cowritten with Makwa and Suno

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Voyageurs of the North West Company 1820

    Working on some music for the new Movie.

    Voyageurs of the North West Company 1820

    French lyrics with English below

    Petit matin

    Port de Montréal
    Brume qui colle aux entrepôts
    On charge les balles
    Le sel
    Le métal
    Un chapelet de rêves sur le dos

    Dans la langue on roule les noms

    "North West"
    "Baie d'Hudson"
    Mi-français mi-autre chose
    On rit
    On jure
    On compte les saisons
    Sur des doigts rougis par l'écorce des roseaux

    [Chorus]

    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    Entre deux mondes
    Entre deux pays
    De Montréal jusqu’aux eaux grises
    On suit la chanson du canot qui glisse
    Glass beads qui brillent dans le cou des amis
    Argent contre castor
    Castor contre Paris
    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    On trace la route que personne n’a écrite

    [Verse 2]

    On remonte l’Outaouais
    Lentement
    Chaque rapide a son vieux prénom
    On parle en trois langues au même moment
    À la rame
    Au tambour du front

    La pagaie coupe la rumeur

    Des pins qui craquent tout au tour
    Le ciel bas pèse sur nos épaules
    Mais le sac est plus lourd que le jour

    [Chorus]

    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    Entre deux mondes
    Entre deux pays
    De l’Outaouais jusqu’aux eaux claires
    On suit la chanson du canot sur la pierre
    Glass beads qui dansent sur la robe des amis
    Argent contre castor
    Castor contre Paris
    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    On trace la route que personne n’a écrite

    [Bridge]

    Georgian Bay
    Grand souffle
    Grand miroir
    Killarney
    La Cloche dans le soir
    On échange des histoires
    Des promesses
    Des regards
    Pour quelques peaux qui partiront trop loin voir

    Des mains rugueuses touchent l’argent

    Les perles roulent comme des petits vents
    Dans les cheveux
    Sur les poignets
    Un peu de France dans l’écorce et le lait

    [Chorus]

    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    Entre deux mondes
    Entre deux pays
    De Montréal jusqu’aux baies bleues
    On suit la chanson du canot
    Yeux dans yeux
    Glass beads comme des étoiles sur la nuit
    Argent contre castor
    Castor contre Paris
    Nous autres
    Les voyageurs métis
    On laisse nos noms sur les rochers polis

    English :

    Early morning

    Port of Montreal
    Mist that sticks to warehouses
    We load the bullets
    Salt
    The metal
    A string of dreams on your back

    In the language we roll the names

    “Northwest”
    “Hudson Bay”
    Half French, half something else
    We laugh
    We swear
    We count the seasons
    On fingers reddened by the bark of reeds

    [Chorus]

    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    Between two worlds
    Between two countries
    From Montreal to gray waters
    We follow the song of the canoe that slides
    Glass beads that shine on friends' necks
    Money for beaver
    Castor against Paris
    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    We trace the route that no one has written

    [Verse 2]

    We go up the Outaouais
    Slowly
    Each rapid has its old first name
    We speak in three languages at the same time
    By oar
    To the drum of the front

    The paddle cuts the rumor

    Pine trees cracking all around
    The low sky weighs on our shoulders
    But the bag is heavier than the day

    [Chorus]

    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    Between two worlds
    Between two countries
    From the Outaouais to the clear waters
    We follow the song of the canoe on the stone
    Glass beads dancing on friends' dresses
    Money for beaver
    Castor against Paris
    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    We trace the route that no one has written

    [Bridge]

    Georgian Bay
    Big breath
    Large mirror
    Killarney
    The Bell in the evening
    We exchange stories
    Promises
    Looks
    For some skins that will go too far see

    Rough hands touch money

    Pearls roll like little winds
    In the hair
    On the wrists
    A little bit of France in the bark and the milk

    [Chorus]

    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    Between two worlds
    Between two countries
    From Montreal to the blue bays
    We follow the canoe song
    Eyes in eyes
    Glass beads like stars at night
    Money for beaver
    Castor against Paris
    The rest of us
    Métis travelers
    We leave our names on the polished rocks

    Cowritten with Suno.com

    5 min
  • Blurt.media radio - Les Voyageurs

    Les Voyageurs

    French Lyrics (English below)

    Dans les rues de Montréal

    J’serre ma ceinture
    Mon vieux canot m’attend
    Plein d’usure
    Un coup d’œil au clocher
    Un signe à l’eau
    On s’en va chez l’castor
    Mes frères de rame
    Mes beaux

    [Chorus]

    Sur la route du castor
    Mon ami
    Mon frère
    Montreal jusqu’aux grands vents clairs
    On monte l’Outaouais
    On chante pour ne pas geler
    Jusqu’aux rochers de la baie Georgienne
    La Cloche
    Killarney
    Au bout de la peine

    [Verse 2]

    Les pelles dans l’rapide
    L’écume au visage
    Le contremaître grogne
    On rit du mirage
    Tabac dans la pipe
    Cicatrice aux mains
    On suit le vieux courant
    Comme nos pères
    Comme rien

    [Chorus]

    Sur la route du castor
    Mon ami
    Mon frère
    Montreal jusqu’aux grands vents clairs
    On monte l’Outaouais
    On chante pour ne pas geler
    Jusqu’aux rochers de la baie Georgienne
    La Cloche
    Killarney
    Au bout de la peine

    [Verse 3]

    Les gens du pays mêlé
    Cousins du rivage
    Métis au grand courage
    Gardiens du passage
    Hudson
    North West
    C’est leur guerre d’argent
    Nous autres on porte les peaux
    Le cœur dans le vent

    [Bridge]

    La bruine sur la French
    La brume dans les pins
    Un cri de huard
    La faim du matin
    Un feu au poste perdu
    Un vieux violon qui pleure
    On danse sur les planches
    On oublie l’heure (hé là)

    [Chorus]

    Sur la route du castor
    Mon ami
    Mon frère
    Montreal jusqu’aux grands vents clairs
    On monte l’Outaouais
    On chante pour ne pas geler
    Jusqu’aux rochers de la baie Georgienne
    La Cloche
    Killarney
    Au bout de la peine

    [Outro]

    Quand j’s’rai trop courbé pour lever ma rame
    Je garderai ces eaux-là dans mon âme
    De Montréal jusqu’à la dernière baie
    C’est la route du castor qui m’a gardé

    English :

    In the streets of Montreal

    I tighten my belt
    My old canoe is waiting for me
    Full of wear
    A look at the bell tower
    Water sign
    We're going to the beaver
    My rowing brothers
    My beautiful ones

    [Chorus]

    On the beaver route
    My friend
    Besides
    Montreal until the big clear winds
    We go up the Outaouais
    We sing so as not to freeze
    To the rocks of Georgian Bay
    The Bell
    Killarney
    At the end of the sentence

    [Verse 2]

    Shovels in the fast
    Foaming in the face
    The foreman growls
    We laugh at the mirage
    Tobacco in the pipe
    Scar on hands
    We follow the old trend
    Like our fathers
    Like nothing

    [Chorus]

    On the beaver route
    My friend
    Besides
    Montreal until the big clear winds
    We go up the Outaouais
    We sing so as not to freeze
    To the rocks of Georgian Bay
    The Bell
    Killarney
    At the end of the sentence

    [Verse 3]

    The people of the mixed country
    Shore cousins
    Metis with great courage
    Guardians of the passage
    Hudson
    North West
    It's their war for money
    The rest of us wear the skins
    Heart in the wind

    [Bridge]

    The drizzle on the French
    The Mist in the Pines
    Uncried
    Morning hunger
    A fire at the lost post
    An old violin that cries
    We dance on the plans
    We forget the time (hey there)

    [Chorus]

    On the beaver route
    My friend
    Besides
    Montreal until the big clear winds
    We go up the Outaouais
    We sing so as not to freeze
    To the rocks of Georgian Bay
    The Bell
    Killarney
    At the end of the sentence

    [Outro]

    When I'm too bent to lift my oar
    I will keep these waters in my soul
    From Montreal to the last bay
    It's the beaver's road that kept me

    5 min
  • Electronic Drum Kit $ 99 - Record Feature

    Testing the Record Feature on the Pyle / Donner Electronic Drum Kit

    Stay tuned for more Offgrid - Electric Music experiments on Blurt.media

    Amazon Link : https://amzn.to/40Oh9Sc

    Donner Electric Drum Kit $ 99

    About this item

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    🆒[2.2W Stereo Dual Speakers] The DED-20 electric drum pad has two fantastic stereo speakers that deliver the powerful, impactful sound you want. The volume of the electric drum set can be adjusted to 9 different levels and you can adjust the volume according to your needs. 180s-long recording function can record a drummer's Moment of inspiration and enhance their creative potential.

    🆒[Quiet, No Worry From Noise] Donner electronic drum pad is made of high-quality soft silicone, which can reduce the noise when drumming. It supports a 3.5mm headphone output, you can wear a set of headphones to improve your technique without disturbing your family, roommates, or neighbors. It is so easy to store that you can roll it up, and pack it in your bag.

    🆒[MIDI Connect & Gameplay] Come with standard midi out jack and USB midi out jack, you can connect the drum to computers to produce music or play games, or connect external speakers for family entertainment/birthday parties. Perfect for adults who need MIDI functionality and children for entertainment.

    🆒[40 Free and Entertaining Drum Lessons from Melodics] We have carefully created drum teaching courses for users ranging from beginner to advanced, which can effectively help drummers practice beats, build a good sense of music, and improve learning efficiency. 40 free and entertaining courses are sufficient to master all aspects of arrangement creation. Then comes your free time to create!! Remember to get the course from customer service!

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    ✔️[Tip] The strike force of DED-20 is single and does not change as the strike force increases

    2 min
  • A Demo video showing how to make Stopmotion Claymation movie with YouTube Shorts AI on your phone

    This is a very short Demo I just filmed for @brave-smoke to show him how easy it is to create a Stop-motion claymation film using the Free YouTube Shorts Ai feature if you have the YouTube app on your phone …. Android or iPhone

    Steps:

    You write the prompt … add stop motion or claymation to description and it is animated… you can create hundreds of these shorts, edit them together and create a full length movie with music , sound effects and more….

    It’s Free ….

    Watch the video above ….

    This is the result ….

    https://youtube.com/shorts/x0iVqtgevLM?si=7nYCdvww2F36Sppa

    Subscribe for more ,…

    Https://YouTube.com/OffgridTV

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Marche avec moi

    Music for walking ….

    SportsTalkSocial.com

    Marche avec moi / Walk with me

    French Lyrics (English Below)

    J’enfile mes souliers

    Le chien tourne en rond
    Une laisse
    Ma caméra
    Et le ciel en coton

    Sur le trottoir qui craque

    Je raconte chaque pas
    Je me fais payer pour marcher
    Et j’écris tout ça là-bas

    [Chorus]

    Marche avec moi
    Je blogue
    Sur Blurt
    Je mets nos jours
    Une photo
    Deux phrases
    Ça suffit
    Pour garder la lumière autour
    C’est un si beau monde
    Regarde
    À chaque coin
    Une petite histoire
    Sors dehors
    Tourne un film de ta vie
    Et partage-le comme un trésor (oh oui)

    [Verse 2]

    Le vent joue dans ses oreilles
    Les autos font leur décor
    L’odeur du café de la rue d’à côté
    Un vieux chien qui dort

    Je cadre ton sourire

    Avec les fleurs du voisin
    Un p’tit montage
    Un peu de musique
    Et j’en fais un matin

    [Chorus]

    Marche avec moi
    Je blogue
    Sur Blurt
    Je mets nos jours
    Une photo
    Deux phrases
    Ça suffit
    Pour garder la lumière autour
    C’est un si beau monde
    Regarde
    À chaque coin
    Une petite histoire
    Sors dehors
    Tourne un film de ta vie
    Et partage-le comme un trésor

    [Bridge]

    Un violon qui rit
    Une clarinette qui répond
    L’accordéon soupire
    La mandoline fait le fond
    La vie devient cinéma
    Dans le vieux quartier mouillé
    Chaque flaque
    Chaque façade
    Dit : « merci d’être filmé » (hey)

    [Chorus]

    Marche avec moi
    Je blogue
    Sur Blurt
    Je mets nos jours
    Une photo
    Deux phrases
    Ça suffit
    Pour garder la lumière autour
    C’est un si beau monde
    Regarde
    Même les petits gestes du soir
    Sors dehors
    Tourne un film de ta vie
    Et partage-le
    Partage ton regard

    [Outro]

    On rentre
    Chien fatigué
    Mes poches pleines d’instants
    Je les dépose en douce en ligne
    Et demain
    On repart en marchant

    English :

    I put on my shoes

    The dog runs in circles
    A leash
    My camera
    And the cotton sky

    On the cracking sidewalk

    I tell every step
    I get paid to walk
    And I write it all down there

    [Chorus]

    Walk with me
    I blog
    On Blurt
    I put our days
    A photo
    Two sentences
    That's enough
    To keep the light around
    It's such a beautiful world
    Look at
    On every corner
    A little story
    Get outside
    Make a film of your life
    And share it like a treasure (oh yes)

    [Verse 2]

    The wind plays in his ears
    The cars make their decor
    The smell of coffee from the next street
    An old dog sleeping

    I frame your smile

    With the neighbor's flowers
    A little montage
    A little music
    And I make it one morning

    [Chorus]

    Walk with me
    I blog
    On Blurt
    I put our days
    A photo
    Two sentences
    That's enough
    To keep the light around
    It's such a beautiful world
    Look at
    On every corner
    A little story
    Get outside
    Make a film of your life
    And share it like a treasure

    [Bridge]

    A violin that laughs
    A clarinet that responds
    The accordion sighs
    The mandolin makes the background
    Life becomes cinema
    In the old wet quarter
    Every puddle
    Each facade
    Said: “thanks for being filmed” (hey)

    [Chorus]

    Walk with me
    I blog
    On Blurt
    I put our days
    A photo
    Two sentences
    That's enough
    To keep the light around
    It's such a beautiful world
    Look at
    Even the small gestures of the evening
    Get outside
    Make a film of your life
    And share it
    Share your look

    [Outro]

    We go back
    Tired dog
    My pockets full of moments
    I sneak them online
    And tomorrow
    We leave walking

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt Films

    Working on some new Music for YouTube Blurt Shorts ….

    French Lyrics (English below)

    Un pas

    Deux pas
    Mon chien qui tire
    La ville qui danse
    Et moi
    Je respire

    [Verse 1]

    Je sors de chez nous
    Caméra dans la main
    Mon vieux chien me juge
    Mais il aime bien le chemin
    Je parle à l’écran
    Un p’tit bonjour le matin
    J’écris dans ma tête mon prochain refrain

    [Chorus]

    Promène ton chien
    Filme ta vie
    Partage ton jour
    Partage ta folie
    C’est un beau monde
    Hey
    Qu’on oublie
    Écris-le sur Blurt
    Laisse ta trace
    Ton cri (oh oui)

    [Verse 2]

    Je marche pour des sous
    C’est ben drôle quand j’y pense
    Chaque pas un p’tit mot
    Chaque coin de rue
    Une chance
    Une porte qui s’ouvre
    Un café
    Un sourire
    Tout devient histoire que j’peux écrire

    [Chorus]

    Promène ton chien
    Filme ta vie
    Partage ton jour
    Partage ta folie
    C’est un beau monde
    Hey
    Qu’on oublie
    Écris-le sur Blurt
    Laisse ta trace
    Ton cri

    [Bridge]

    Un vieux violon chante au coin du parc
    Une mandoline suit
    Un accordéon embarque
    Je prends un plan large
    Je ris
    Je m’applique
    Mon p’tit film du jour devient presque magique (ah-ha)

    [Verse 3]

    Je rentre à la maison
    J’ajoute un peu de son
    Une musique qui swingue sur ma vidéo maison
    Je clique sur “publier”
    Mon chien dort à côté
    On a fait notre job pour la journée

    [Chorus]

    Promène ton chien
    Filme ta vie
    Partage ton jour
    Partage ta folie
    C’est un beau monde
    Hey
    Qu’on oublie
    Écris-le sur Blurt
    Laisse ta trace
    Ton cri

    [Outro]

    Un pas
    Deux pas
    Demain on repart
    Mon chien
    Ma caméra
    Et tout un monde à voir

    English :

    One step

    Two steps
    My pulling dog
    The city that dances
    And me
    I breathe

    [Verse 1]

    I'm leaving our house
    Camera in hand
    My old dog judges me
    But he likes the path
    I speak on the screen
    A little hello in the morning
    I write my next chorus in my head

    [Chorus]

    Walk your dog
    Film your life
    Share your day
    Share your madness
    It's a beautiful world
    Hey
    That we forget
    Write it on Blurt
    Leave your mark
    Your cry (oh yes)

    [Verse 2]

    I walk for pennies
    It's really funny when I think about it
    Every step a little word
    Every street corner
    A chance
    A door that opens
    A coffee
    A smile
    Everything becomes a story that I can write

    [Chorus]

    Walk your dog
    Film your life
    Share your day
    Share your madness
    It's a beautiful world
    Hey
    That we forget
    Write it on Blurt
    Leave your mark
    Your cry

    [Bridge]

    An old violin sings at the corner of the park
    A mandolin follows
    An accordion embarks
    I take a wide shot
    I laugh
    I apply myself
    My little film of the day becomes almost magical (ah-ha)

    [Verse 3]

    I'm coming home
    I add a little sound
    Swinging music on my home video
    I click on “publish”
    My dog ​​sleeps next door
    We did our job for the day

    [Chorus]

    Walk your dog
    Film your life
    Share your day
    Share your madness
    It's a beautiful world
    Hey
    That we forget
    Write it on Blurt
    Leave your mark
    Your cry

    [Outro]

    One step
    Two steps
    Tomorrow we leave
    My dog
    My camera
    And a whole world to see

    Cowritten with Suno.com

    3 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Un Mondo Bello #blurt

    Learning Italian with Suno.com on Blurt.media

    Italian Lyrics (English below)

    Pago l’affitto coi post su Blurt.blog

    Sorso di caffè
    Poi clicco “pubblica”
    Piccoli film che volano su Blurt.media
    Dalla finestra entra il giorno
    Mi chiama già

    [Chorus]

    Esci fuori
    Gira il mondo
    Fai un film nel cortile di casa
    Cammina il cane
    Prendi la bici
    Respira piano
    Che vita è questa
    Roma mi aspetta
    Il mare mi invita
    È un mondo bello
    Stai qui adesso

    [Verse 2]

    Valigia leggera
    Un taccuino e si va
    Roma mi stringe tra voci e basilica
    Sulla costiera l’autobus danza piano
    Scrivo due righe
    Il sole mi firma la pagina

    [Chorus]

    Esci fuori
    Gira il mondo
    Fai un film con la sabbia nei sandali
    Cammina il cane
    Prendi la bici
    Lascia lo schermo
    Segui le rondini
    Roma mi guarda
    Amalfi mi abbraccia
    È un mondo bello
    Stai qui adesso

    [Bridge]

    Tra violini che ridono lenti
    Un’onda di fisarmonica sale
    Oggi la storia non resta nel server
    Vive nei passi
    Nel sale sulla pelle (oh yeah)

    [Chorus]

    Esci fuori
    Gira il mondo
    Fai un film con chi ride vicino
    Cammina il cane
    Prendi la bici
    Conta le nuvole
    Perditi un attimo
    Roma e Amalfi nel cuore che batte
    È un mondo bello
    Stai qui adesso

    English :

    I pay my rent with posts on Blurt.blog

    Sip of coffee
    Then I click “publish”
    Little films that fly on Blurt.media
    The day enters through the window
    He's already calling me

    [Chorus]

    Go outside
    Travel the world
    Make a movie in the backyard
    Walk the dog
    Get the bike
    Breathe slowly
    What a life this is
    Rome awaits me
    The sea invites me
    It's a beautiful world
    Stay here now

    [Verse 2]

    Lightweight suitcase
    A notebook and off you go
    Rome holds me between voices and the basilica
    On the coast the bus dances slowly
    I'll write two lines
    The sun signs my page

    [Chorus]

    Go outside
    Travel the world
    Make a movie with sand in your sandals
    Walk the dog
    Get the bike
    Leave the screen
    Follow the swallows
    Rome looks at me
    Amalfi embraces me
    It's a beautiful world
    Stay here now

    [Bridge]

    Among violins that laugh slowly
    An accordion wave rises
    Today the story doesn't stay on the server
    He lives in the steps
    In the salt on your skin (oh yeah)

    [Chorus]

    Go outside
    Travel the world
    Make a film with someone laughing nearby
    Walk the dog
    Get the bike
    Count the clouds
    Lose yourself for a moment
    Rome and Amalfi in the beating heart
    It's a beautiful world
    Stay here now

    4 min
  • Get paid to walk with SportsTalkSocial.com and Blurt.Media

    Get paid to walk with SportsTalkSocial.com and Blurt.media

    Passo lento sul marciapiede

    respiro aria e curiosità
    il mio cane che tira il guinzaglio
    come se dicesse “vieni, si va”

    [Chorus]

    Cammina, riprendi, vivi
    ogni stagione nel cuore
    inverno, primavera, estate, autunno
    il mondo è un grande colore
    SportsTalkSocial.com mi guarda
    Blurt.media ride con me
    mi pagano il passo, il sorriso nel viso
    e io sto bene, sto bene (oh sì)

    [Verse 2]

    Fiume a fianco, pedalo piano
    ruote che tagliano il blu
    tra le fronde un vecchio sentiero
    ogni curva mi porta più su

    [Chorus]

    Cammina, riprendi, vivi
    prendi il sentiero più lungo
    fila di nuvole sopra la testa
    e il cuore che resta bambino
    SportsTalkSocial.com mi segue
    Blurt.media dice “vai!”
    ogni ripresa è un piccolo film
    della vita che non scorderai

    [Bridge]

    Su per i monti, giù fino al porto
    remo nell’alba che si aprirà
    passo dopo passo mi accorgo
    che il corpo ringrazierà (oh oh)

    [Chorus]

    Cammina, riprendi, vivi
    gira la ruota dei giorni
    alza lo sguardo, respira forte
    sei tu che scrivi i tuoi sogni
    SportsTalkSocial.com nel taschino
    Blurt.media accanto a me
    mi pagano il viaggio, io pago in stupore
    e il resto lo fa il mondo per me

    Slow pace on the sidewalk

    I breathe air and curiosity
    my dog ​​pulling on the leash
    as if he were saying "come, let's go"

    [Chorus]

    Walk, recover, live
    every season in the heart
    winter, spring, summer, autumn
    the world is one big color
    SportsTalkSocial.com is watching me
    Blurt.media laughs with me
    They pay my pace, the smile on my face
    and I'm fine, I'm fine (oh yeah)

    [Verse 2]

    River alongside, I pedal slowly
    wheels that cut the blue
    an old path among the branches
    every curve takes me higher

    [Chorus]

    Walk, recover, live
    take the longer path
    row of clouds overhead
    and the heart that remains a child
    SportsTalkSocial.com follows me
    Blurt.media says “go!”
    every shot is a little film
    of a life you won't forget

    [Bridge]

    Up the mountains, down to the port
    I will row in the dawn that will break
    step by step I realize
    that the body will thank (oh oh)

    [Chorus]

    Walk, recover, live
    the wheel of days turns
    look up, breathe hard
    you are the one who writes your dreams
    SportsTalkSocial.com in your breast pocket
    Blurt.media next to me
    They pay for my trip, I pay in amazement
    and the world does the rest for me

    Cowritten with Suno.com

    4 min

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