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Freedom to be quiet
Luule JP+ChatGPT, muusika Suno, pilt DALL-E, video Microsoft Flight Simulator+Flight Recorder+OBS, piloting JP, toimetamine DaVinci Resolve. Soovitav on terve ekraani nuppu ja kõrvaklappe tarvitada.
High above the city streets,
a lonely bird takes flight
Cars are honking, people talking
filling up the air
While I glide through silent skies
without a single care
Up here I find the freedom
to be quiet
Some speak and think as wise
convinced that they are right
Others stumble through their talk
but touch the very heart
While voices clash and argue
in the streets below
Up here I find the freedom
to be quiet
The day grows old, the sun hangs low
the world begins to rest
And busy squares calm
as twilight settles down
Still I fly and watch it all
peaceful and alone
Up here I find the freedom
to be quiet
Up here I find the freedom
to be quiet
Wings of a dream
Midagi uut. Kõik promptid JP, luule ChatGPT, Muusika Suno, pilt Leonardo, video Microsoft Flight Simulator+Flight Recorder+OBS, piloting JP, toimetamine DaVinci Resolve. Soovitav on terve ekraani nuppu ja kõrvaklappe tarvitada.
In a quiet room, by the window light
He traces stars on paper skies
Folded wings in his little hands
Dreaming of far and distant lands
Over sands of gold and desert flame
Dubai glows like a whispered name
Skyscrapers rise into velvet night
He sees it all in his silent flight
He flies....
On wings of a dream, over oceans wide
Through moonlit clouds and city lights
From the streets of Mumbai to the towers of Rome
The sky has become his only home
The streets below sing a woven song
Mumbai moves with a rhythm strong
He floats above with a gentle grace
A child of wind, in endless space
He flies...
On wings of a dream, over oceans wide
Through moonlit clouds and city lights
From the glow of Tokyo to the hills of Peru
The sky opens wide in a boundless view
One boy, one dream, one endless sky
Close your eyes — and you can fly...
Three girls
Kaijale sünnipäevaks. Tehnoloogia nagu ikka.
In the lab she spends her days
But her heart's at home always
Where three flowers bloom and grow
Teele, Liisa, Linda show
How a garden's light can make
Every morning fresh to wake
Like the early spring that calls
When the first warm sunlight falls
Three bright blossoms, year by year
Bringing joy and laughter here
Like a springtime river flows
Splitting into silver rows
Three clear streams that dance and play
Finding each their own sweet way
Yet they share source of light
Pure sky so wide and bright
Like the early spring that calls
When the first warm sunlight falls
Three bright blossoms, year by year
Bringing joy and laughter here
Teele's garden wild and bright
Liisa's filled with pure delight
Linda's blooming fresh and new
Morning sparkles in the dew
Three sweet gardens growing free
Such a blessed sight to see
Like the early spring that calls
When the first warm sunlight falls
Three bright blossoms, year by year
Bringing joy and laughter here
Three steps
Sõnad J.P. Viis ja laul robot Sunolt. Pildi kirjeldus robotilt ChatGPT, pilt robotilt Dall-e.
Simplest song you ever heard
In simplest world you ever lived
Dreamscape forest, tender wind
You are here and you don't mind
This made me see
This made me shy
This made me laugh
This made me cry
What you are looking for
You can always find
What you are longing for
Is only three steps away
This made me see
This made me shy
This made me laugh
This made me cry
You found me at the end of road
Three steps to the left
Three steps to the right
It's so easy, It's so nice
This made me see
This made me shy
This made me laugh
This made me cry
Simplest song you ever heard
In simplest world you ever lived
Dream-scape forest, tender wind
You are here and you don't mind
This made me see
This made me shy
This made me laugh
This made me cry
Me saame sellest üle
Üks lihtne mõte (mõeldes Ene- Margit Tiidu viimastele sõnavõttudele). Sõnad J.P., viis ja laul robot Sunolt.
Näe luiki lendab parves
ja hingi nendega
ja kured ikka vargsi
tihti ilma asjata
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks õde
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks vend
On tee peal palju minejaid
komps käes ja tühi pilk
ja väga vähe tulijaid
on vaikne saali pink
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks õde
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks vend
Kuuse all on lage
ja käbid pole kukkunud
ja kännud ikka üksi
nagu keegi oleks tukkunud
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks õde
Me saame sellest üle
Kui igal lapsel oleks vend
Jenny
Sõnad J.P. Viis ja hääl robot Suno.
Tibi Taba Too
Tibi Taba Too
Ridi Rada Roo
Ridi Rada Roo
Jenny thinks she's oh so wise
Jenny doesn't know she flies
Tibi Ridi Rada Roo
But I still love you
Tibi Taba Too
Tibi Taba Too
Ridi Rada Roo
Ridi Rada Roo
Jenny with her nose so high
Jenny makes the angels laugh
Tibi Ridi Rada Roo
But I still love you
Tibi Taba Too
Tibi Taba Too
Ridi Rada Roo
Ridi Rada Roo
Jenny dances on her toes
Jenny strikes a perfect pose
Tibi Ridi Rada Roo
But I still love you
Tibi Taba Too
Tibi Taba Too
Ridi Rada Roo
Ridi Rada Roo
Aegna
Sõnad: Tõnu Viik (Tõravere), eestikeelne tekst raamatust “Tõravere lugu”, (parandatud ja täiendatud trükk – 2024), inglisekeelne tõlge ja värsistus robot ChatGPT, muusika robot Suno. See oli väike kingitus 85. juubeliks.
I still remember those golden days,
The goldeneyes sang through icy waves.
Terns took flight, oh, gravity denied,
Summer whispered in the evening skies.
Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.
The sun sank low past Aegna’s trees,
A fiery glow on the evening breeze.
Dahlias bloomed by the window's frame,
Marking school’s return, and autumn came.
Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.
Winter howled as snowdrifts rose,
Tunnels carved where laughter flows.
Barn-high peaks held sturdy and true,
A wonderland of white and blue.
Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.
And though the years have flown away,
The song of youth still softly plays.
In every breeze, in every tide,
The echoes of my heart reside.