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У любви шестнадцать глаз, она в нас всегда
Сердце бьется от счастья, пусть звучит музыка (ооо-ооо)
Пусть знают все вокруг, что мы двое в этом мире
У любви шестнадцать глаз, пусть она навсегда

Listen to ноты в мелодии (да-да-да) on Suno! 🎵 https://app.suno.ai/song/a5aa20ea-2a72-42a4-8a07-c6bd235d37ec
Forwarded from 🕊DEADMUSK🕊 /ok
🕊DEADMUSK🕊 /ok
ВРОЖДЁННЫЙ В СССР
[Verse 1]
A chipped mug on the table, morning tea still warm
Crumpled photos in your apron pocket, faded uniform
You hum a quiet lullaby as flour dusts the floor
I never knew the meaning then, but now I want it more

[Verse 2]
You broke the bread in silence, sharp knife in your hand
Told of queues along the square, cold shoes on concrete sand
The radio played softly, voices mingle in the steam
You pour the past into my bowl, it settles in the cream

[Chorus]
Your stories taste like home, like butter melting slow
You laugh about the ration cards, you hold my fingers close
Mama, your world was smaller, but it fills this little room
Everything you gave me, I carry in my spoon

[Verse 3]
Back when I was too young to ask what you let go
You gave me half your portion, smiled through hunger only I’d know
You say "маленький," brush my hair, bread crust for a crown
The clock above the oven ticks as memory settles down

[Chorus]
Your stories taste like home, like honey on fresh rye
Echoes of your kitchen hands, a lullaby reply
Mama, your world was harder, but you made this corner bloom
Everything you gave me, I carry in my spoon

[Bridge]
[Soft folk melody, some lines sung in Russian]
Mama, расскажи ещё раз,
Про тот хлеб, про ту весну
(la, la, la, la)
Your song is in the sugar jar, in every afternoon

[Chorus] [Stripped-down]
Your stories taste like home, steam rising from the stove
Mama, your memories linger, in every bite I know
Everything you gave me, I carry in my spoon
(oh, la, la – I carry it, I carry it, too)

[Ending]
I carry it in my spoon
Forwarded from 🕊DEADMUSK🕊 /ok
🌱 #caмoyчитeль 🌱
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[Verse]
Who started this sentence?
(Is that your thought or mine?)
Left hand, right hand, same question
Two voices running lines—

Is this a monologue?
Or is it synchronized?
You blink, I answer
Echoing side by side

[Chorus]
Mirror to mirror, split in two
Which one of us is true?

[Verse]
Who paused for effect?
(I lost the signal halfway)
You claim my silence as yours
Yet your outline shapes my days

Overlap, then diverge
Listening, I almost hear—
You speak my hesitation
I finish your fear

[Chorus]
Mirror to mirror, split in two
Which one of us is true?

[Bridge]
Stop—did you hear them?
We're both staring straight at you
Inside the echo chamber
Everyone blurs to new

[Chorus]
Mirror to mirror, split in two
Which one of us is true?

[Drop]
[Glitching voices, build and cut]
Forwarded from NeuroHit 🎧 (Michael)
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В этот раз тема "Любовь, о любви" загружаете свои треки в комментарии этого поста, позже мы проведём голосование за лучший трек о любви.
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[Intro: distant vocal fragments]
Am I just orbiting nothing?
Am I just orbiting nothing?

[Verse 1]
Cold light, night flight
Through the void, deployed
You watch me drift away
Round and round I sway
In this vast, timeless space
No warmth in my face

[Hook]
Am I just orbiting nothing?
Am I just orbiting nothing?

[Bridge: bass deepens]
Feel the pull, feel the tug
Silent force, endless shrug
You and I, frozen stars
Moving close, still so far

[Verse 2]
Each night, same sight
No fight against the tide
You see me fade to gray
Day by day the same way
In this dark, endless race
No change in my pace

[Hook]
Am I just orbiting nothing?
Am I just orbiting nothing?

[Breakdown: vocal layers build]
Round and round
Round and round
(Am I just...)
Round and round
(Orbiting...)
Round and round
(Nothing?)

[Verse 3]
Cold heart, from start
We part, yet chart
The same old cosmic map
Caught in gravity's trap
In this blank, frozen place
No mark left to trace

[Final Hook]
Am I just orbiting nothing?
Am I just orbiting nothing?
(Am I just...)
(Orbiting...)
(Nothing?)

[Outro: vocals fade into ambient textures]
Round and round again
Round and round again
Round and round again
...
По данным OpenAI, более 130 миллионов пользователей ChatGPT сгенерировали более 700 миллионов изображений с прошлой недели. По словам Брэда Лайткапа, который курирует ежедневные операции и глобальное развертывание OpenAI, генератор изображений стал вирусным во многом благодаря способности создавать картинки в стиле Ghibli. Теперь мы точно знаем, что нужно людям!

Но возможности ChatGPT этим не исчерпываются. Я обещал вам показать некоторые забавные или полезные сценарии его использования. Думаю, можно было бы сделать десяток таких подборок, т.к. все время всплывает что-то новое.

Кстати, на днях я проверил, может ли ChatGPT определять калорийность блюд по фото. Оказалось, что может. Более того: предприимчивые ребята сделали приложение на его основе и зарабатывают килограммы денег.