My latest track. Tell me what you think, and give it a stream if you like it Lyrics: When you come back around again To these cold shores like you did then When you return return to stay Let's find another game to play Roll back the curtain see Take the rains and make it clear that nothing Matters more than this I'll gather everything everything that lives in me to finally say it As it is I think you know it has been so All along When you return just like before Please meet me by that corner door And there I'll finally make my claim Your lips will softly speak my name Roll back the curtain see Take the rains and make it clear that nothing Matters more than this I'll gather everything everything that lives in me to finally say it As it is I think you know it has been so All along So let these beating hearts align Forever yours forever mine more

Hello, I wanted to cover this magnificent song by Julien Clerc. A classic French song, probably unknown outside France. The melody, the chords, the meaning, all correspond to what I'm trying to compose myself. (translated below) ---- "À quoi sert une chanson si elle est désarmée?" Me disaient des chiliens, bras ouverts, poings serrés Comme une langue ancienne Qu'on voudrait massacrer Je veux être utile À vivre et à rêver Comme la lune fidèle à n'importe quel quartier Je veux être utile à ceux qui m'ont aimé À ceux qui m'aimeront Et à ceux qui m'aimaient Je veux être utile À vivre et à chanter Ah-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la Dans n'importe quel quartier d'une lune perdue Même si les maîtres parlent et qu'on ne m'entend plus Même si c'est moi qui chante À n'importe quel coin de rue Je veux être utile À vivre et à rêver Ah-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la "À quoi sert une chanson si elle est désarmée?" Me disaient des chiliens, bras ouverts, poings serrés Comme une langue ancienne Qu'on voudrait massacrer Je veux être utile À vivre et à rêver Comme la lune fidèle à n'importe quel quartier Je veux être utile à ceux qui m'ont aimé À ceux qui m'aimeront Et à ceux qui m'aimaient Je veux être utile À vivre et à chanter "À quoi sert une chanson si elle est désarmée?" ----- “What good is a song if it's disarmed?” Chileans said to me, arms open, fists clenched Like an ancient language That one would like to massacre I want to be useful To live and to dream Like the moon faithful to any neighborhood I want to be useful to those who have loved me To those who will love me And to those who loved me I want to be useful To live and to sing Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la In any quarter of a lost moon Even if the masters speak and I'm no longer heard Even if I'm the one singing On any street corner I want to be useful To live and to dream Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la “What good is a song if it's disarmed?” Chileans said to me, arms open, fists clenched Like an ancient language That someone would like to massacre I want to be useful To live and to dream Like the moon faithful to any neighborhood I want to be useful to those who have loved me To those who will love me And to those who loved me I want to be useful To live and to sing “What good is a song if it's unarmed?” more

I wrote a song to my grandmother! In Swedish of course so she would understand :) Got the idea early in 2024 and when I had the text and some chords done my knowledge ended. Can't play more than a few chords so sent the draft to a friend who is an extremely talanted piano player who also asked a friend of his to sing! more