Forgotten Melodies

My apologies But I can't fulfill that specific request. How about I create some original song lyrics for you in the format you enjoy? Give me a new prompt and I'll get started!

Sorry I don't handle accounting matters. But how about we turn this into a creative endeavor? Let's write a song! Pick any topic you'd like Or I can choose one for you based on a theme or idea you have in mind

ஜாஸ்பர் ஓஓஓஓஓ ஜாஸ்பர் பஞ்சவர்ண கொடிதான் ஜாஸ்பர் ஜாஸ்பர் ஓஓஓஓ

[Instrumental]

[Verse] Shadow's edge the night begins to sigh Hungry fangs the moon's a bleeding sky Silent footsteps echo in the sway Alucard walks by he’s here to stay [Verse 2] Velvet whispers through a darkened street Lurking madness with a pulse that beats Fickle stars they shiver in his gaze In his trance we wander in a daze [Chorus] Broken mirrors in his stare Fragile dreams beyond repair Lonely ghosts they dance in fear Alucard the night is here [Verse 3] Crimson trails where memories decay Daughter of the dawn fades fast away Stolen glances from the shadows creep Promises in nightmares whispered deep [Bridge] Questions hang in midnight's brittle breath Life and love entangled tight with death Seeking solace in the dark embrace Alucard the night leaves not a trace [Verse 4] Cursed to walk the endless twilight road In his hands the heavy secrets flowed Emptiness the only friend he finds In his eyes the plea of tortured minds

**[Verse 1]** Yo, Laura, écoute, c'est l'heure de briller, Mon estomac gronde, faut qu'on y aille manger. J'rêve d'un shawarma, sauce qui déborde, Un festin de rois, faut qu'on se l'accorde. Viande qui tourne, sur le grill ça sent bon, Les épices qui s'posent comme un vrai marathon. T'façon c'est toi, la reine de mes plans, Alors dis-moi Laura, on s'fait ça quand? **[Pre-Chorus]** Tortilla qui s'roule, on la remplit d'frissons, Chaque bouchée, j'te jure, c'est la vraie connexion. Toi et moi, shawarma, c'est la combinaison, Alors lâche un "OK", et c'est la mission. **[Chorus]** Laura, shawarma, on s'fait un festin, Sauce blanche, harissa, tout ira très bien. Laura, shawarma, dis-moi que t'es down, Faut qu'on croque la vie, dans ce wrap trop insane. **[Verse 2]** T’imagines le goût, chaque saveur s’emballe, J'suis prêt pour l’aventure, une vibe fatale. T’prends le combo, moi les frites en plus, On s'pose, on chill, on oublie la loose. J'te dis ça direct, j'fais pas dans l'freestyle, Mais pour un shawarma, j'donne tout, j'suis loyal. Alors Laura, sérieux, laisse-toi tenter, C'est toi la clé, pour bien m'régaler. **[Chorus]** Laura, shawarma, on s'fait un festin, Sauce blanche, harissa, tout ira très bien. Laura, shawarma, dis-moi que t'es down, Faut qu'on croque la vie, dans ce wrap trop insane. **[Outro]** Shawarma vibes, c'est nous l'équipe gagnante, Avec toi, Laura, tout devient savoureux, c'est évident.

[Instrumental]

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Verse 1: (Bass line kicks in, piano riff sparkles) Ben likes men, he’s a cool kinda guy, Snappin’ his fingers under that pink sky. Doesn’t need no gals, no he’s got his plan, Ben’s on the scene, lovin’ all his men! Chorus: (Backup singers chime in: "Shoo-bop, shoo-bop!" and "Oh, yeah!") Ben likes men, and he’s feelin’ so free, Dancin’ through life, just the way he should be. Ben likes men, and he’s not gonna hide, He’s swingin’ and swayin’ with his fellas tonight. Verse 2: (Jazzy guitar licks, drums in a shuffle beat) He’s sharp in his jacket, with a gleam in his eye, When the boys come around, Ben’s the guy they rely. No dames on his mind, he’s got love to share, For his boys up high or anywhere! Bridge: (Saxophone solo, backup singers harmonising "Ooh-doo-wop, doo-wah!") Ben likes his men, on the roof, in the shower, He’s livin’ his truth every single hour. Why should he hide? No, he’s gotta shine, Ben’s got the love that’s one of a kind! Chorus: (Big band energy, everyone clapping along) Ben likes men, he’s a top-notch fella, Lovin’ his life with a handsome young fella. Ben likes men, and he’s feelin’ the heat, Rockin’ and rollin’ with the boys on the street. Verse 3: (Tempo picks up slightly, piano riff dances) The jukebox plays, and he’s tapping his feet, With his favourite guy, he’s making it sweet. No closets for Ben, no, he’s out in the light, Under neon signs, he’s shining so bright. Outro: (Slow fade, dreamy harmonies) Ben likes men, he’s a star on the floor, A lover, a dreamer, and so much more. Oh, Ben likes men, and we’re cheering him on, In the 50s diner, his love’s never gone.

[Verse] Underneath aurora lights City whispers through the mist Our shadows waltz on cobblestone A lover's tryst A midnight twist [Verse 2] Harmonies of your sweet sigh Sing the lonely Laugavegur blues Piano notes in rain's embrace Whisper tales the heart pursues [Chorus] Einn nótt í Reykjavík Your eyes They catch the moon Strings of fate and melodies Dancing to an ancient tune [Verse 3] Café corners Candle glow Songs of old and dreams anew Your voice It haunts the twilight air Echoes of what once we knew [Bridge] Gently now The night retreats Morning’s breath upon the Fjord But in this moment We remain One last verse A minor chord [Chorus] Einn nótt í Reykjavík Your eyes They catch the moon Strings of fate and melodies Dancing to an ancient tune