#con
Broken Hearts Still Dream. Link to new song (free):
https://suno.com/s/OMSwGVEe3UCIFOL2
Lyrics Original English Version
Verse 1
I gave my all to walk a road,
Hoping in it joy I’d find,
And happily on it I rode,
With one lovely, smart, and kind.
Verse 2
But life’s path takes too many turns,
Some of which can’t be foreseen,
And in due time I came to learn,
Joy may come only in a dream.
Chorus
When life overwhelms my brain,
And little hope seems to remain,
In dreams I can some joy regain.
And for a time, help ease the pain.
Verse 3
I walk my path still faithfully,
No matter how much pain it brings,
Even when joy comes, fitfully,
Most palpably in my dreams.
Bridge
Verse 4
And so I sleep, cling to my dream,
Refusing stubbornly to wake,
False hope for truth I won’t redeem,
To live in dreams the choice I make.
Chorus
When life overwhelms our brain,
And little hope seems to remain,
In dreams we can some joy regain.
And for a time, help ease the pain.
Outro
When pain in life’s too hard to bear,
Dreams for a time deflect despair,
They cannot weave sunshine from rain,
But for a time can ease the pain.
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Los Corazones Rotos Aun Pueden Soñar
Enlace (gratis):
https://suno.com/s/qanUFwRDPemzfoLb
Esta es mi nueva canción en castellano que acabo de publiclar. Como todo lo que publico, la letra siempre es mía. En esta y en algunas otras selectas, la voz es un clon de mi voz.
Letra
Intro – instrumental
Verso 1
Di todo lo que tenía,
Por caminar un sendero,
Esperando encontrar alegría,
Con una alma buena,
A quien amo todavía.
Verso 2
Pero el camino de la vida,
Da giros inesperados,
Con el tiempo aprendí que la alegría,
Mas bien se logra en sueños destacados.
Coro
Cuando la vida mi cerebro sobrepasa,
Y lo que menos queda es la esperanza,
En los sueños puedo recuperar algo de alegría,
Mediante la vida real avanza,
Verso 3
Sigo caminando mi camino fielmente,
No importa cuánto dolor me traiga,
Mientras la alegría llega, de forma intermitente,
Palpable en mis sueños de esperanza.
Puente – instrumental
Verso 4
Así duermo, y me aferro a mi sueño,
Negándome obstinadamente a despertar,
Falsa esperanza de verdad que no redimiré,
Vivir en sueños la elección que haré.
Coro
Cuando la vida mi cerebro sobrepasa,
Y lo que menos queda es la esperanza,
En los sueños puedo recuperar algo de alegría,
Mediante la vida real avanza,
Outro – breathy, sung almost in a whisper, close-mic, with sadness
Cuando el dolor es difícil de soportar,
Los sueños desvían la desesperación.
No pueden un corazón roto sanar,
Pero puede mermar el dolor una ilusión.
Lyrics [English & Spanish versions] (C) Victor D. Lopez 2026. All rights reserved. The voice in the Spanish version of the song is a clone of the author's. the image for both versions was produced from the lyrics themselves by SUNO along with the music and voices based on my very detailed prompts.
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 4:25 PM UTC
"I see you in both ways-
not the optimist. He fails to choose naturally.
You are that one cake among the rest
that presents herself with multiple coats of frosting,
no one would dare cut you open after appreciating your beauty -
he's afraid to taste something suspicious."
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 5:47 PM UTC
"I don't like this, I don't want to be here"
Well, add a "T" here or move on
The PURSUIT of happiness is the right they mention
Remember though, it's an emotion
And just like every other one
It too isn't healthy to always be on
A better life is the big con
Middle class gone
Devide and conquer worked to perfection
Mostly 'cause half the population
Can't do long division
Can't trust a single politician
Corruption now the backbone of religion
Founding fathers knew the importance of separation
But those who've cherry pick the bible from generation to generation
Now want the option too cherry pick the Constitution
It no longer matters what's right and wrong
Just belt out your fight song
If you don't like something go get your march on
Or hit the gong
Pretend your conviction is strong
And when your judgement comes along
There's nothing you can do but end up where you belong
©2024
Mar 22, 2024
Mar 22, 2024 at 8:25 PM UTC
Could we convince our scars
That the world isn't sharp,
That it means no harm?
Mar 16, 2024
Mar 16, 2024 at 12:46 AM UTC
i wince because you wanted me
to love you tenderly and tirelessly,
but tragically for you, all you ever did
was waste my precious time. so, sure,
you can twist my words, do it for
your own self-assurance, but i will
note yours down accurately, for my
own sanity and art; i can handle being
publicly contempted, but we both know,
deep down, you are still attempting
to be something you are so clearly not
Feb 28, 2024
Feb 28, 2024 at 1:12 AM UTC
Painfully vain for such an insecure person
Dualities confliction keeps me on the bottom rung
A innocent convict, guilty victim type wrong
An unrecognizable cosmic size con
A blasphemous conviction
Obviously not the one to bet on
A hit and run rerun just begun
But what's done is done
Wake up with the next sun
But never ask to witness another one
©2023
Nov 17, 2023
Nov 17, 2023 at 2:56 PM UTC
I have to do some research about home wiring, but I believe the ground wire and the lightning rod would let you pull electricity out of the air, just as Mr Franklin discovered. If this is true, then you are being "charged"(pun intended) for what is free, and when the electric company cuts off your service, you can just disconnect their cables and have what was once called "white power" ...no pun intended. If I die any time soon, check with the electric company haha. We are stuck on stupid.
Jul 22, 2022
Jul 22, 2022 at 3:42 AM UTC
Dr Khan: I need to do lab tests on you before I can prescribe your meds
Me: But they are not narcotic, they are blood pressure and blood thinners etc
Dr Khan: it don't matter, I need to check your levels
Me: I feel fine though
Dr Khan: you have to, or I will get in trouble,and I'm not going to lose my license
Me: you can get into trouble?
Me: **** it, I don't need them
Dr Khan: but you will die if you stop taking the meds
Me: Then prescribe the meds
Dr Khan: I can't
Me: Killer!
Over a year later, my health seems better than ever. I went from things getting worse, to things getting better without the drugs and doctor
Mar 18, 2022
Mar 18, 2022 at 12:07 AM UTC
Racism and bigotry
In this divisive country
Black men being killed by cops
Tear gas for a photo op
Recession, race wars QAnon
As the pandemic rages on
Kids ripped from their families
Unwanted hysterectomies
Double standards in the senate
Greed and power their new tenet
Ignoring laws when they see fit
Nothing but hyGOPocrites
How can so many be so wrong
Falling for the pumpkin's con
Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 1:20 PM UTC
not even, your doubting Jill-from-the-hill voice,
asking, are you sure? really confident?
you desire me
to seize up,
cease the finger pointing
and begin the fingernails
scratching glass, agonizing
what I propose,
why I came here,
to defend and protect
women
demands I, we,
answer to no one.
especially
the little voices implanted
to erode our con-fidence.
indeed, they are the con.
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 12:21 AM UTC
the sand beneath time :
a scape of copping hopefuls
vandals feigning as Mages
talking up the coffers
and offering angry solutions
May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 1:03 AM UTC
Keep your lips closed tight
I know what happens,
When you open your mouth
Spitting bent words,
Crooked like a boomerang
And one day,
Your words will return to you
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 8:59 AM UTC
he is beautiful
he is bad
he's my crucible
he is sad
he makes me happy
but now he's gone
why'd he leave
it was all a con
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
In open ended words
tis open ended world
but silent scaled eyed inaction
nor writ response may prove futile on time sensitive stride
we fail, we fall we
splatter apart
and alone succumb
so say it sing it and write it
be thy thankful for poetry
teaching those asleep to wake up
to speak with action then
strike
the brightest star
at dart to bull's eye
an essay writ conquering
far and wide
it changes mind then ignites
All Hearts Alike
aiming ever high
changing the world
stride by stride
~~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
All rights reserved
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 2:08 PM UTC
Fake Things
We live in a world
Of fake things
Fake Products
Fake News
Fake Calls
Fake Politics
Fake Sports
Fake Business
Fake Leaders
Fake People
Fake friends
Fake sincerity
Surrounded 24/7
By all the fake things
How can anything real exist?
Is it all nothing but fake things
Designed to deceive us all?
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 12:24 AM UTC
I realize I am
evil,
crazy,
depressed,
broken,
scarred,
mean.
People give me the titles
"Evil ******
"Stupid."
"Insane *****
"Violent Girl."
People have started to drift away from me...
They have done this because,
I am crazy
I am depressed
I am violent
I am not your average girl,
people tell me,
"You have to shave your legs."
"You have to act like a girl."
"You have to be weak."
I hate my life because of these people
but,
My friends that I have left say...
That I am,
Nice,
protective,
brave,
helpful,
smart,
and funny.
They call me,
"A Helper"
"A Good kid."
"A Sweet child."
Some of these people have only known me for a year,
some for more than a year.
They have done this because,
I am smart,
I am helpful,
I am kind.
They tell me,
"Keep trying."
"Stop cutting."
"Laugh more"
These people shape me and I realize my pros and cons,
I have had a realization.
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
I don't know what to do
I am stuck in this gap
its hard to move forward
or backwards
im trying to choose between
him and him
him one
pros
nice, funny, calls me cute, noticed me
cons
distant, innocent, awkward
him two
pros
cute, nice, funny, and some notices me
cons
seems ***** all the time, clingy, its always wyd
they both notice me and i don't know why,
i'm not cute
i'm not funny
i don't attract any similes
i attract stares
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
He’s the kind that likes to swindle
He’s always got some deal cooking,
(His bait and switch game doesn’t dwindle,)
When he doesn’t think we’re looking
You went to school with a **** like this,
He always claimed others were cheats.
He showed up early only if and when
They were serving food and sweets.
But never showed up for the work
Or did playground games honestly.
He claimed twice the victories he had
And lied to everyone constantly.
All the deals he makes are scams
He pulls the rug out from under.
(Were his steaks really just spam?)
And leaves giggling at his plunder.
When he got older, he took his dad’s gold
And parlayed it into a lifetime game
Of promises not kept, and half-truths
And, as usual, never once took the blame
He preferred never to pay his bills
And then bragged about how gullible
The creditors were, and how they all
Should really have charged him double.
Hey, ** he thinks we don’t know
Just what kind of game he’s playing.
Just listen to his promises online
It’s the opposite of what he’s saying.
But that’s how snake oil salesmen are;
They cook up a batch of ***** and herbs
And sell it as a cure-all and hurt folks
Then laugh and claim it’s what they deserve.
And, when his books turn out to be cooked
He lies about it way before you start.
When asked how he could be so crooked
He says, “That’s because I’m so smart!”
He’s the kind that likes to swindle
He’s always got some deal cooking.
(His bait and switch game doesn’t dwindle)
When he doesn’t think we’re looking
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 9:43 PM UTC
of sun and heat and romantic glory,
of coal black eyes and a remarkable story,
came a man, dark and handsome, though not quite so tall
with the cunning ability to make every girl fall
under a curious spell of disoriented love
by making each believe they were set above
all the rest, by showering them with praises
of their incomparable beauty, and using masterful phrases
he could capture the heart of an innocent girl,
promising her nothing short of the world.
but in an instant, in a moment, it would all be gone,
because his love was as fleeting as dawn.
he fought with a love that seemed solid and true,
his earnest eyes promising his heart to you.
his silver tongue and alluring voice
made it easy for his captives to make their choice
to surrender their hearts and allow him to hold
their futures and affections because they were told,
with words spoken in the language of love,
that they were meant to be, they fit like a glove:
“Te amo, te amo con todo mi corazón.
Tu eres mi amor, y yo sé que tengo razón
Cuándo yo dijo que significas todo para mí,”
and with beautiful language he would make you see
that he was right, and you needn’t fear
the heartbreak that was drawing near.
for when another beauty happened by,
she wouldn’t fail to catch his eye,
and he would always rush again to start,
taking with him your broken heart.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
You!
You lied to my ears and my heart listened.
Listened and believed my foolish heart. For it cared not for the reasoning of my head.
And you,
you lied to my meddlesome heart and stole it, right out from between my ribs and my eyes never saw it coming.
You!
You lied to my heart, stole it and then broke it.
Broke it into pieces, and that I felt and that I saw.
Give me back my lied to, stolen, broken heart.
You!
You give me back my ************* heart!.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 11:18 AM UTC
You approached me with a smile by holding a knife behind your back.
You made sure your words felt like home, only to burn it down slowly and calmly.
You made me believe you are different from others, only to realise later that you are con master in disguise.
Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 6:26 AM UTC
cross my heart and hope to die
without a trace and no goodbye
I'll leave you gaping with a hole in your chest
I stole the one thing you gave freely and yet
woefully in denial you scrape up whats left
which wont be much as I took all you had
you search and search but
you're always two steps back
you stop and remember how I use to laugh
how I use to kiss you and stare into your eyes
if only, you say, you had known they were lies
cross your heart and hope to die
you vow to find me or perish trying
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 6:12 PM UTC