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Offshore Beat Farming
03:15
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Who is the Enemy
05:28
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Vacío
04:49
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No me dejes olvidar todo el dolor
no me dejes olvidar que te perdí
que fallaste una y otra vez
que nunca diste nada por mi
No me dejes olvidar quien fui
alguien que daba todo por ti
la tristeza esta alojada en mi
pero así está bien
no me olvidaré de todo el tiempo
y toda la fe que puse en ti
todo hasta este momento
hiere y me hace querer morir
el sufrimiento y el tiempo
me volverán una persona hostil
estoy segura de lo que siento
que nunca tendré perdón para ti
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Hip Not Tic
04:22
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Billions
04:12
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Theme Like
01:38
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Ninth Minor
04:50
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Ode to Spring
03:21
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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
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Mary
02:37
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Less is
05:04
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Vacío - RobCohen Remix
03:23
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Vacío - DJ Chops Remix
04:40
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Vacío - N¥ $ushi Remix
05:54
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No me dejes olvidar todo el dolor
no me dejes olvidar que te perdí
que fallaste una y otra vez
que nunca diste nada por mi
No me dejes olvidar quien fui
alguien que daba todo por ti
la tristeza esta alojada en mi
pero así está bien
no me olvidaré de todo el tiempo
y toda la fe que puse en ti
todo hasta este momento
hiere y me hace querer morir
el sufrimiento y el tiempo
me volverán una persona hostil
estoy segura de lo que siento
que nunca tendré perdón para ti
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A͇͚͓U͔̺̝D̝͎͔U͔̺̝S͎̪ Sheffield, UK
Music has always been in my life, playing guitar in the school music room to headlining the Leadmill. To solo sets at some
of the biggest clubs in the ’90s.
I maintain my creative sanity by composing in my back-room studio, collaborating and remixing.
With age and a little arrogance, its time to share my music with a wider audience, instead of my long-suffering friends.
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