This song is hands down my favorite one cause it’s coming straight from my (not that straight) heart… it’s about my girlfriend, how amazing she is, and how I feel when I’m with her ! So yep, regular old love song here.

Our new single is out on every music streaming platform.

It is available to purchase on Opensea.

The original flower associated with Morphée is a yellow tulip, which meant, in Victorian flower symbolism, « sunshine in your smile »… (and yes her smile is FULL of sunshine !!!). I drew two growing around each other, as a metaphor for the way our love helps us both grow and strengthens our weaknesses.

Once, when I was 4 or 5, it snowed in my parents garden in march, and tulips had already grown everywhere. While we thought they would die that year, they didn’t. Instead, they created warmth around themselves and each of them was surrounded by a little hole in the snow while they kept blooming. I always remembered that vision that appeared completely magic, inspiring me until today as the best redemption example I have.

Let love built that kind of strength for you !

Here are the six other versions available to purchase as NFTs on Opensea.

REMIX

You’re a musician yourself ? Join us in our creative adventure by remixing our stems, we will choose our favorite remix of each song and release your creation on a special EP on every platform !

Lyrics :

Chaque soir sur le perron je te rencontre
nos cœurs timides ouvrent grands leurs yeux curieux
et le temps, magicienne aux mille miracles
fait son métier, tissant nos âmes amoureuses

et tu m’emporte dans la valse viennoise
je m’amourache de nos précieux silences
a nos heures noires nos chaleurs nous cajolent
dans la lumière nos regards embrassés s’envolent

Morphée m’attire et m’enlace en marmonnant
ma muse ensommeillée m’a murmuré l’amour
ma mie entre mes bras embrasse la nuit (noire)
la femme que j’aime suspend l’éternité

au matin mon âme libre me porte ailleurs
avec elle, solitaire mais jamais seule
entière mais infime partie du monde
quand on aime on est mille mémoires infimes

en terres étrangères aux langues obscures
en cohues hirsutes aux voix assourdissantes
son cœur bat doucement apaisant le mien
ses mèches enflammées réchauffent mes pensées

aux mirages et maux du monde moderne
mon amour est la main ferme qui me tient
et ses lèvres dessinent la paix du monde
une vie douce et vraie merveilleuse et mielleuse