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Neo-opera (Екатерина Ферзба) - Раздолье

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Sabrina - Boys. Минус версия трека (временная ссылка) была сделана с неполного минуса с помощью сервиса подавления голоса (оригинальный полный минус найти мне пока не удалось) (голоса после обработки почти не слышно).

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Sabrina - Boys. Минус версия трека (временная ссылка) была сделана с неполного минуса с помощью сервиса подавления голоса (оригинальный полный минус найти мне пока не удалось) (голоса после обработки почти не слышно).

Здорово! Какой прогой делал? Если не секрет.

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Какой прогой делал? Если не секрет.

Делал, если можно сказать, с помощью онлайн сервиса популярного ресурса (xminus.me и подобн.), специализирующегося по минусовкам, но там лимит (вроде, до 18 минут в сутки), если без премиум подписки. Соотв. пункт "Убрать голос из песни" можно найти в меню сайта (предварительно нужно выполнить "вход" со своим аккаунтом). Что касается онлайн сервиса по удалению голоса, то на сайте сказано (если можно, цитата): "Сервис поможет качественно убрать вокал из песни при помощи искусственной нейронной сети. Это может быть полезно, если минусовка новой песни пока отсутствует, а спеть хочется прямо сейчас."

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Делал, если можно сказать, с помощью онлайн сервиса популярного ресурса (xminus.me и подобн.)

Благодарю! Знаю о таком, но не пользовался.

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Зареница - ЛАДА-БОГОРОДИЦА

Слова: Сергей Гнездилов
Музыка: Ⲍⲁⲣеницⲁ

ЛАДА

Под звездой Твоей будет вечный ЛАД.
Все пути к Тебе ЛАДные сходятся
Тех, кто ищет любви непритворной кЛАД.
Славься, ЛАда моя - Богородица!

К чистым водам Твоим протяну я ЛАДонь,
Чтобы ЛАДить недуг, неурядицы.
кЛАДезь мудрости и судьбы огонь -
Всё молитвой Твоею уЛАДится.

Для плывущих в ЛАДье, для стоЯщих у врат
И для странников вечных усЛАДа -
Ты повсюду хранишь свой священный укЛАД.
Славься Матерь богов, славься, ЛАДа!

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Одна из минус версий трека "Евгений Белоусов - Девочка моя синеглазая". Спасибо.

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Цой - Кукушка на древнем русском | кавер Романа Боброва

Полюшко-поле | дуэт Романа Боброва и Юлии Щербаковой

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Инструментальная версия трека "Dire Straits - Money For Nothing" (в начале. неск. сек. джингл MTV, далее сам трек) ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2KnaY1WsT4 ).

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Zakatoon - Месиво на месиве

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77nDHJh1txQ (в начале будет вступление дальше сам трек)

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Scorpions - Send me an angel | кавер на русском Романа Боброва

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Dan Bull - The Arch-Illager

Обложка этого трека у меня на аватарке 

I was born into a cruel and unforgiving
Nasty world that didn't want me
They rejected, disrespected, scorned
And shunned me, cold and hungry
All I wanted was some company to be comfy
But to put it bluntly they were being a bunch
Of considerably rude neighbours, so I gave up
Then I stumbled on a bloody massive cave, look
The doorway yawned awake slowly
I wasn't brave normally
But a strange force was calling me
And so with flaming torch in hand
I made my way forward, though those serrated
Corners on the boulders made it awkward
I gazed on in awe following a short reconnaissance
I saw what lay before me, it was called the orb of dominance
It held sway over my thoughts, I gained confidence
'Til at once the commoners no longer had my tolerance

I'm a small illager, the littlest around
But now I've got a feeling I'm gonna be well-endowed
I'm a small illager, my will it stands proud
Growing 'til I fit the throne so hand me the crown
Now bow down, show me the top of your head
Hey, I said bow down, else I'll be dropping you dead
I'm the arch-illager and I will pillage your village
Until you give in so run, you can't win
If you stand in my path you'll get trampled like grass
I see you haven't any heating, I can provide that
No need to thank me, here's a torch completely free of charge
I'll leave your family tree scorched, slashed with lethal steel shards

Oh, I see you're planning a
Resistance, if you're going to lead the charge
Be advised, objects in your rearview appear large
Your mistake was thinking this a safe space for your opinions
'Til my minions chased you straight away from my dominion
So make haste, spread my covenant all across the kingdom
I'm your new government coming for more than just your income
You can try assembling a rebellion of adventurers
It's never gonna bother me, my friend, so don't pretend it does

I'm the arch-illager, now come on down
Down into my dungeon, have a look around
I'm the arch-illager living in a cave
And having a party while keeping villagers enslaved
Now come on down, down, come on quicker
Chop chop, come on down, down some hard liquor
I am the arch-illager, handle my business
Now everybody give a big hand to our visitors

Look at you and your gang, you couldn't be more villainous
Forcing my hand, you're gonna be all prisoners
No forgiveness, I'm sending in my skeletons
In regiments defending us against your weapons with a vengeance
Repelling your torches, enemy forces
Making me nauseous, better be cautious
Or you'll be left on the edge of a
Tall cliff, awkward, better restore quick
Then come down into the dungeon where the smell is rather pungent
Can't tell if it's your bunions or you've been cutting some onions

I'm the arch-illager, thank you for coming down
Now make yourself comfortable, have a look around
I'm the arch-illager, catching you unaware
If you come in unprepared here's someone you haven't met
So glad you came down, down, summoned to my lair
There now, what's the matter chuck? You look a little scared
I'm the arch-illager and I warned ya
That if you didn't give up then I'd have to confiscate your head

Yeah I'm not to be messed with mate
I may be small, but I'm kind of a big deal
So my suggestion, should you wish to heed it
And I strongly advise that you do
Is to bugger off

[MCW]

Разноплановая онлайн музыка из разных источников.

Лисицын - Армагеддон

Николай Тюханов - Пил мужик недолго

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Dan Bull - The Ballad of Bob The Snow Golem

In the middle of the village was a household
A little different to the others, they weren't as cold
So let's go down below
To meet the only townsfolk made out of snow
He was a clown, you know, loved pranking, bro
Suddenly pouncing, making people round say, "Oh!"
His name was Bob and his daily job
Was guarding the town nightly at eight o'clock
But Bob got so bored
That he'd lob snowballs at the locals
And although all snow that was thrown here was frozen
Nobody really thought it was so cool
Wasn't the most socially appropriate
Mode of approaching the folk who would go to the law court
To report that he broke rules
Had a vote and of course they'd enforce he be stonewalled
He was caged and afraid, he would wave and say, "Hey"
To the kids, parents shaking their heads
And they would make them look away
Just as if he didn't exist
And so Bob made the decision to begin making amends
Said, "Sorry, mama, never meant to hit you
Never meant to make you cry
So could I be freed now?"
I promise that I will throw no snow
I'll go home, keep it on the low low, so
This town isn't a no go zone no more
Just a cup of cocoa and a ho ho ho
No po po, yo, just a nice time, ah
Though uh-oh, yo, it's the night time
Ah, and once the sunset's done, the undead come so be afraid
They're such a hungry bunch, they want to munch and eat your brains
Nowhere to run and hide, no they'll just come inside
Wherever you put your bum, they're going to come and find you
But Bob noticed the bloody loud commotion
Would have dove in but wasn't allowed, the townsfolk
Just forbode him, it was foreboding to know
That he couldn't go, no chucking snow, so he felt frozen
The zombies closed in, it was as though
They were hunting for something, enclosures were opened
Pumpkins were jumped, there was no clear motive
But phobia punching a pumpkin is odious
Bob took umbrage at his bros being broken
And broke those oaths that he won't throw snow
He was ready to bury any undead in the area
With a bo, bo, bo, bo, bo
Go home, zombies, ain't it obvious, we don't want them
We got 'em good, got 'em gone, and with no problem
So the folk bestowed honors and wrote heroic songs
In honor of Bob the snow golem
And although they were so fond of him, doted on him
They couldn't condone lobbing snow with no punishment
He was thrown back inside, like Bo Burnham
Was trapped in an iron and stone column, no comment
How could you live knowing you've done it? Have you no honor?
Got me stuck here till the midsummer? That's some folk horror
Folks want to go on about having free will
Till you put 'em in a crowd more than three then they're evil
That's when Bob said, "Well, then I'll be damned
If I let the crowd mentality get me down, I'm planning to throw down
You turned me barbaric like a snowcone Conan
Now feel the wrath of the snowman
Brap, brap, brap, run home and close the doors
I'm chucking frozen balls at you with no remorse
You could have brokered peace but now you've chosen war
I'll suffer no defeat till every person falls
So every player be warned, this is the perfect storm
And till the weather's turning warm
I'll lob those snowballs at the locals till there are no more

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Цой - Группа крови на древнем языке | кавер Романа Боброва