Pétur Söebech Quinn
Pétur Söebech Quinn·500 episodes
Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers). He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...
Episodes
Everywhere, where the light comes in — Through the cracks, through the skin. Through the sorrow, through the sin, Everywhere, where the light comes in. Everywhere, where the light comes in — Through the loss, through the din. Through the broken violin, Everywhere, where the light comes in.
It’s a fairytale in life, Not a kingdom far away. It’s the laughter in the kitchen, It’s the words we used to say. And the magic isn’t distant — It’s the love that shaped my days. It’s a fairytale in life, Written in your quiet ways.
We were so close, like breath and flame, Every heartbeat knew your name. We were so close, through joy and pain, And I would live it all again. Though the years may drift apart, You’re still the rhythm of my heart. We were so close… And we still are.
Daydreams, shining through the blue, Little worlds that feel so true. Daydreams, softly calling me, To the place I long to be. Every heart needs something bright, A spark of love, a touch of light. Daydreams, they set me free— They’re all I need to see.
By the sea, where the heart can rest, Where the waves keep time in a soft caress. By the sea, where the world feels new, Where the light comes dancing back to you. Every dream feels close to me When I’m standing by the sea.
Let hope be your road — When the darkness hides the sky, Let love be your compass And faith your lullaby. Let hope be your road — Through the tears and through the pain, For every step you’re taking Will lead you home again.
The right road lies hidden — Beneath the veil of night, It shines in quiet places Where love becomes the light. The right road lies hidden — But I can feel its way, Through every doubt and shadow It leads me home someday.
It’s alright now — The storm has passed away, The light is breaking gently At the edge of yesterday. It’s alright now — I’m standing in the sun, The battle’s finally over, And the healing has begun.
Time just slips away — Like silver through our hands, It dances in the twilight And hides in shifting sands. Time just slips away — But love will always stay, A song that keeps on playing When time just slips away.
Everybody knows something — A light behind their eyes, A story still unfolding Beneath the changing skies. Everybody knows something — A truth they hold within, A quiet revelation Where all our songs begin.
The Pulse Begins A monolith pulse, Steady as stone, Rising from the floor Into the bones. A monolith pulse, Cold and alive, Teaching me the rhythm Of how to survive.
Black Circuit Black Circuit, No beginning, no end. Every pulse returns, Every signal bends. I am the current, I am the sound. Black Circuit, Where I am found.
CHORUS — Particle Dream We are motion, we are light, Fragments drifting through the night. Bound by rhythm, born from sound, In the field where truth is found. No beginning, no extreme, Only the endless particle dream.
Lost in the Field I’m lost in the field, Where the frequencies collide. Caught in the motion, Nowhere to hide. The rhythm pulls me forward, The darkness pulls me near. I’m lost in the field, But the sound is clear.
We’re in magnetized motion, Locked in a pull we can’t outrun. Turning like planets in slow collision, Drawn to the center where the currents run. No resistance, no escape, Just the rhythm of attraction’s weight. In magnetized motion, We move because we must.
So keep on dreaming softly now, Let the night show you how Every hope you ever carried Still belongs to you somehow. Keep on dreaming softly now, Let the stars make their vow— That the light you thought had faded Will return to you, and bow.
Drifting… like a leaf upon the stream, Drifting… through the corners of a dream. Every moment slips away, Every heartbeat learns to sway. Drifting… where the quiet feelings go, Drifting… through the undertow. And I don’t fight the winds that blow— I’m drifting… drifting… drifting slow.
Time comes and goes, everybody knows, It’s the river that carries our joys and our woes. It’s the song that keeps playing long after we fade, The echo of choices we silently made. Time comes and goes, like a friend on the breeze, Leaving whispers of moments that fall to their knees. And still we go on, through the highs and the lows
Bye bye May, you beautiful dream, You carried my heart like a quiet stream. You painted the hours in gold and blue, And every dawn felt born anew. Bye bye May, I’ll remember you, In every warm and tender hue. Though you must go, I softly say— Goodbye, my May… goodbye, my May.
Late night signals… calling through the static of my mind. Late night signals… every little echo feels like you and I. Late night signals… I hear you in the rhythm of the night. Late night signals… I’m still answering even when I say I’m fine.
Butterfly circuit, carry me through, Lift me in colors of violet and blue. Butterfly circuit, drifting so light, Turning the silence to soft glowing night.
Static machine ritual, Pull me through the noise. Break me into particles, Rebuild me with your voice. Static machine ritual, Let the engines rise — I’m falling into metal dreams Behind electric eyes.
Static drifts around it like a storm of silver rain, falling through the network like a ghost that carries pain. But still the bloom keeps rising, glowing pale against the night, a fragile, burning algorithm searching blindly for the light.
Circuit circle, turning slow, Where the hidden pulses flow. Round and round the dream unfolds, In the current that it holds. Circuit circle, shining bright, Spinning through the endless night. I hear the future in the line, Calling me in time.
Timeless hope, forever shining, Through the dark and through the dawn. Every dream the heart is finding Leads us where we still belong. Lift your eyes and feel it glowing, Like a river made of gold… Timeless hope, forever flowing, Through the young and through the old
Touch the moment, hold it near, Let it shine away the fear. Every dream we’ve ever known, Lives inside this heart alone. Touch the moment, don’t let go, Feel the music soft and low. Love is here, and we are home, Touch the moment — and it glows.
Love is life so strong, my dear, A river running clear and long. It lifts the soul, it calms the fear, It writes the world in golden song. Hold me close and sing with me, Where every heartbeat belongs… Love is life, love is life, Love is life so strong.
Signal offset, pulling me through, Breaking the pattern, bending the blue. Lost in the rhythm of something unknown, Finding the frequency calling me home. Signal offset, drifting in light, Turning the shadows into a flight. I hear the future under my skin, Waiting for me to begin.
Pulse geometry… moving through me, Drawing lines I cannot see. Golden rhythm, soft and true, Shaping me in shades of blue. Pulse geometry… stay beside me, Guide me where the night winds flow. In the silence, in the shadows, I become the pulse below.
Echo bloom… rising through me, Opening where I can’t see. Soft and glowing, warm and true, Blooming in the midnight blue. Echo bloom… stay beside me, Guide me where the dreamlights move. In the silence, in the shadows, I become the echo bloom.
Fractured glow… drifting through me, Lighting places I can’t see. Broken beauty, soft and slow, Hold me in your afterglow. Fractured glow… stay beside me, Guide me where the night winds go. In the silence, in the shadows, I become the fractured glow.
Drift segment… falling through the night, Caught between the shadows and the light. Drift segment… moving like a wave, Carrying the pieces that I save. Oh, drift segment… echo in my chest, Guiding me through signals I confess. Drift segment… glowing in the dark, Leaving trails of silver where I spark.
Feelings… falling like the rain, Touching every part of me again. Feelings… glowing in the dark, Lighting up the corners of my heart. Oh, feelings… rising like the sea, Carrying the quiet truth of me. Feelings… drifting through the years, Turning all my doubts to silver tears.
You are the warmest light I know, A fire in the sky that never lets me go. You lift me up where the bright winds blow, And carry me home, carry me home. You are the warmest light I know, Turning every broken moment into gold. Wherever I wander, wherever I roam, You carry me home, carry me home.
Oh, the magic of love — how it carries us home, How it turns a simple moment to a place we’ve always known. Oh, the magic of love — how it lifts us above, Every shadow, every sorrow, with the magic of love.
I live on, though you don’t talk to me, Like a wave that drifts on an endless sea. I live on, in the quiet and the dawn, In the breath of a world that keeps moving on. I live on… I live on.
Oh, it’s an easy going day, Where every care just fades away. The world is humming in its way, A simple song, a soft bouquet. Oh, let the sunlight gently stay On this easy going day.
Lover lover, take me higher, Spin the world in love’s desire. Every note, every fire, Burns in time with you. Lover lover, don’t let go, Let the music overflow. Every dream we’ve come to know Is shining through.
Inside and out, I’m learning who I am, A thousand worlds unfolding where I stand. Inside and out, the truth begins to rise, In places I have never seen with eyes. Inside and out, the mystery remains, A quiet voice that whispers through my veins.
In the quiet hours between us, I still hear your footsteps fall, echoing through empty rooms that never learned to forget at all. In the quiet hours between us, I trace the outlines of the past — the moments that we meant to keep but somehow never last.
Let it come and let it go, Like the river, like the snow. Like the wind that finds a way To leave and still return someday. Let it come and let it go, Every heartbeat, ebb and flow. I’m learning how to hold the light Without the need to make it stay tonight.
Sweet song of May, Soft as a trumpet’s sigh, Warm as a smile that lingers When the world is passing by. Sweet song of May, Drifting through the day, A little jazz‑kissed whisper In that easy, golden way.
Oh, the future is singing in colors unknown, A river of wonder, a world of our own. Hold on to the moment, let the moment belong, For we are the dreamers of The Future Song. Lift up your voice, let the daylight prolong The promise we carry in The Future Song.
When your heart found mine, The night began to glow. Every shadow faded In the warmth you chose to show. I felt the world grow softer, Like a promise in the line… Everything changed forever When your heart found mine.
Oh Mother, my Mother, Your love was the first song I ever knew. And even though the years keep moving farther, My heart keeps walking home to you. I miss you in the quiet, I miss you when the day is long and blue. Oh Mother, my Mother, Every heartbeat sings of you.
And though the sky is dim and gray, A spark begins to grow; A heartbeat in the quiet day That only I can know.
It would be wiser not to chase this spark But I keep walking toward the danger How can I quiet down my heartbeat When you’re my midnight voltage You run through my veins I only get a fraction of you You’re so warm and still untouchable You are, you are My midnight voltage Midnight voltage
Coffee cup, O coffee cup, you lift my heart again, You whisper through the rising heat that life begins within. Coffee cup, O coffee cup, you know my every start, You warm the world around my hands and soften all my heart.
Love won’t be broken, Not by the night, not by the unspoken. Love won’t be broken, Even when hearts feel tired and frozen. You held my hand when the world felt torn and open — Love won’t be broken.
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