The World Is My Canvas

My, my… what a to-do! Undead in the road, wizards in the shadows, Monks brooding, druids muttering, And me? I’m still standing, still singing, And still, somehow, keeping my boots clean. I'm still standing, still singing, keeping my boots clean, In a world of chaos and wonder, my spirit reigns supreme. Through clashes of steel and wild magic's gleam, I'll raise my voice to light the dark and chase away the dream. I tell you, I've seen many things— A paladin leaping like a stag (not a bad sight), An actual stag charging like a knight (a rather impressive sight), And a sorcerer lighting up the night like a festival gone horribly wrong. Ah, the poetry of battle! Swords flashing, spells crackling, While I’m ducking, dodging, and dramatically assisting heroes with wild magics. (Spins a gold coin in the air, catching it with a flourish) I'm still standing, still singing, keeping my boots clean, In a world of chaos and wonder, my spirit reigns supreme. Through clashes of steel and wild magic's gleam, I'll raise my voice to light the dark and chase away the dream. Then, this little beauty lands at my feet—clean, gleaming, As if to say, “Here now, bard, don’t let the gloom weigh you down.” So I do what any respectable minstrel would do— I sing! Oh, how I will sing for you tonight! Feet stomping, lute strumming, the tavern alive with laughter and light; Even the grumpiest warrior cracks a smile, and the mead flows free. Ah, yes… the world may be teetering on the brink of doom, A Dark Lord may be stirring in his crypt, Some whisper of plots to seal our fate, But by the gods, we won’t face tomorrow with a dry cup and an unsung song! For even in the deepest, darkest fog there is always light, And in the midst of sorrow, a spark of laughter shines bright— Even in battle, there’s that one who, with a cheeky smirk, Forgets to check if the skeleton behind is truly at work. So let the wizards scheme and the undead groan, Let priests and churches fret—and even the biker. I’ve got stories to tell, songs to sing, And just enough coin for another round. I'm still standing, still singing, keeping my boots clean, In a world of chaos and wonder, my spirit reigns supreme. Through clashes of steel and wild magic's gleam, I'll raise my voice to light the dark and chase away the dream.

[Verse] Standing in the sunlight bright I chase my shadow day to night Eyes closed I paint the sky so wide With dreams and colors deep inside [Verse 2] Mountains whisper ancient tales Oceans feel the teardrops’ sails Stars align to guide my way Through the night to break of day [Chorus] The world is my canvas grand With every breath I take my stand I trace the whispers with my hand In silent songs across the land [Verse 3] Trees bow down as winds they sing Clouds unfold their silken wings Fields of gold beneath my feet A symphony in heartbeat [Bridge] In the quiet I find grace Patterns form in empty space Melodies on canvas drawn Echoes of the never gone [Chorus] The world is my canvas grand With every breath I take my stand I trace the whispers with my hand In silent songs across the land

[Verse] Kedachcha neram ellaam kattikittae irukkanum Adachcha asai ellam adikadi ezhanum Sathame illama en mothathaiyum sarichitta Soppanathil veppaththa thandhu saachchu pottutta [Verse 2] Vizhiyin siripaai thorum vesham adaiyum Thaniyaai nindru muttiya aasaiyum maraindhadhu Adangaadha kaadhal veen serndhidum aen athu Aezhu sneham sindhidum enna paen pathu [Chorus] Vizhiyum mozhiyum saerndhida veeriya Thavithu vaerum paravaikku vaazhkai uruvitta Kanavin aruviyil nadapu jaara vecha Neeril ovayaai ninru meiya theera vilaindha [Bridge] Siru sippiyil moodi vaiththa naanayam Udan aadi magaindhidum kana kanda Inbam kolla thudithu veli vitta Unnuyir poal irundhadhu iththanai naan kanda [Verse 4] Vaarthaiin monaamaai kaatil udaikkum Munbu nooru varusham paatadaikum Isaiyun saerndhidum vaezhvin pookal En moochin paadhaiyin mael [Chorus] Kedachcha neram ellaam kattikittae irukkanum Adachcha asai ellam adikadi ezhanum Sathame illama en mothathaiyum sarichitta Soppanathil veppaththa thandhu saachchu pottutta

[Verse] Chevalier de Vallusin fier et noble il chevauche L'armure brille sous le soleil des hauts Étienne II cœur vaillant et farouche Par les forêts et les châteaux [Verse 2] Fils de Pierre audacieux et qualité Dans la Bresse il règne en dignité Galois de La Baume ses exploits chantés L'histoire se grave en éternité [Chorus] Ô Galois chevalier sans faille Ton éclat ne connaît nul détail Sous le ciel de Vallusin tu te bats Chaque ennemi à genoux devant toi [Verse 3] Le vent porte ton nom avec orgueil Les dragons se courbent sous l'œil Les rivières murmurent ta gloire Des ténèbres tu deviens l'espoir [Bridge] Les batailles sont tes chansons Tes victoires résonnent en partition Dans les annales gravé ton nom Étienne et ton cœur de passion [Chorus] Ô Galois chevalier sans faille Ton éclat ne connaît nul détail Sous le ciel de Vallusin tu te bats Chaque ennemi à genoux devant toi

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[Verse] Wake up to the fire feel it in your soul The world is waiting it's time to take control Mountains high rivers wide but I won’t break Every step I take is on the path I make [Verse 2] Heart of a lion beating in my chest Through storm and struggle I give it my best Echoes of dreams whisper in the breeze With courage and will I'll cross any seas [Chorus] Rise up rise up we're meant to soar Every sunrise promises more We are the stars destined to shine In this dance of life let's realign [Verse 3] Reach for the sky fingerprints on clouds Stand tall stand proud no fears allowed In every shadow there's a spark to find With relentless hope we’ll leave doubts behind [Bridge] United we stand divided we fall Together we'll rise he'll us all With open hearts and open minds In the tapestry of life new threads we'll bind [Chorus] Rise up rise up we're meant to soar Every sunrise promises more We are the stars destined to shine In this dance of life let's realign

[Verse] Aloke ki rahe dhoondhe Man ke jharne saaf honge Bhor ke suraj sang ho le Chaitanya ki dhara bahenge [Verse 2] Sannate ke ravo mein Saraswati sangeet barse Prabhu ke charno mein jhukte Manav ka jeevan sudhre [Chorus] Hriday mein prabhu ka chhaaya Sukh-dukh sabse upar puchhwa Bhakti ka sur kabhi na thaame Prabhu ka naam sada hum gaaye [Bridge] Jyoti se jyoti jagmagaye Sansar ka andhkar mitaye Hriday ke mandir ka deep Bhakti ke raas mein mil jaye [Verse 3] Har pal me hai prabhu ka vaas Manav saara unka parchhaaye Krantikari prem ka yeh raas Prabhu ki prem gatha sunaaye [Chorus] Hriday mein prabhu ka chhaaya Sukh-dukh sabse upar puchhwa Bhakti ka sur kabhi na thaame Prabhu ka naam sada hum gaaye

En la noble Francia de un tiempo dorado, donde el alba fulgía con rayo sagrado, un gentilhombre de porte sin par, Alfonso de luces, de andar singular. Con talle erguido, mirada osada, galante, altivo, de estampa dorada, paseaba en Rue Chanoinesse aquel día, con su hermanastro, André, en compañía. Mas he aquí, en la bruma matinal, surgió un varón de aspecto cabal. Con voz apremiante su ayuda imploró, mas André, airado, desdén le mostró. Con mano veloz y gesto indignado, con gran atrevimiento lo hubo abofeteado. Y no bastando su honra ultrajar, su oro y bolsa osó arrebatar. Mas Alfonso, noble y justo varón, con hondo pesar y grave aflicción, su bolsa al hombre presto entregó, y con dulce verbo su honor reparó. ¡Oh, rueda del sino, cuán dulce es tu juego! Que el pobre y el alto se cruzan en ruegos. El noble de cuna que osó mancillar, del rey, sin saberlo, osó despojar. En la alta corte, en un baile real, entre luces y danzas de aroma inmortal, el monarca en su trono radiante miró, y a Alfonso y André su mano llamó. "¿Recordáis, caballeros, aquel desatino?" Su voz retumbó con eco divino. Alfonso, afable, su testa inclinó, mas André, cual estatua, helado quedó. "Alfonso, en vos gran virtud he hallado, por ello os concedo un feudo sagrado. Seréis desde ahora mi hombre de ley, mi siervo más alto, mi amigo más fiel." ¡Oh, rueda del sino, cuán dulce es tu juego! Que el noble arrogante cayó en su desvelo. Quien actúa con honra su gloria hallará, mas quien osa afrenta, afrenta tendrá. Y así en la corte de rancio esplendor, el justo halló gracia, el vil, su dolor. Que el sino castiga con mano certera, y el noble deshonra, mas la justicia impera.

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[Verse] Mūsu misija skaidra, palīdzēt, gaismu nest, Mēs stāvam kopā, plecu pie pleca mest. Cienām katru kolēģi, kā daļu no ģimenes, Sirdis mēs atveram, lai dziedinātu tikmēs. [Chorus] Geštaltterapeitu himna tai dzejā skan, Latvijas sirdī mūsu spēks ir tam, Pasaulē palīdzam, lepni ejam tālāk, Latviju mīlam, tā dejā skrien. [Verse] Ar prāta spēku un jūtām siltām, No bailēm, sāpēm, mēs uzvaram tiltām. Profesionāļi augam, kā koks stiepj zarus, Skoloti gaismā, dziedinām rētu. [Chorus] Geštaltterapeitu himna tai dzejā skan, Latvijas sirdī mūsu spēks ir tam, Pasaulē palīdzam, lepni ejam tālāk, Latviju mīlam, tā dejā skrien. [Bridge] Kolēģi, jūtamies, viens otru cildinām, Gaisma un cerība, kopā mēs krāsojam. Mūsu ceļš nav vientuļš, tas ir ar vārdu, Latvija, mīļā, tavai dziesmai pieskandinām. [Verse] Izaicinājumi nāk, šķietami kalni, Bet sirds mūsu spēks, tas nekad nelūst. Caur dzīves šķautnēm, kopā mēs veda, Sargāsim Latviju, līdz dziesma aizded.

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