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#omegatribe #carlos toshiki #crystal night #cosmic love #80s

Hey-- I was wondering if you might know anything about this-- I'm absolutely certain this one manipulated vaporwave song is from the 70s-80. If you look up "TRVCXR self-visualization the heart", you can get it. It has the line "baby come back", and we're pretty sure that it says something like "kimi wo ai no mitsuke dasuyo." near the end, but nothing's showing up. Do you happen to know what that song is? Anyway, thank you for sharing your knowledge of the subject! Rock on and have a grand day!

Yes! It just happens to be from what is probably my favorite band ever, 1986オメガトライブ (1986 Omegatribe). The song is Cosmic Love from the album Crystal Night.

Cosmic Love 　1986オメガトライブ

The singer here is Carlos Toshiki, but a previous incarnation of Omegatribe was fronted by Kiyotaka Sugiyama.

I'll try to upload the song itself in a moment.

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#circus #take me away #circus singles #70s

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#akina nakamori #mon amour (glass de hanbun no tasogare)#80s jpop #idol #new akina ~etranger~

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THE EVE OF ST. AGNES：葛生千夏　1986 葛生千夏 -- ST. AGNES' EVE -- Sarusuberi (SAR103) -- 1986 John Keats, "The Eve of St. Agnes" St Agnes' Eve---Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man; Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees, And back returneth, meagre, barefoot, wan, Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees: The sculptur'd dead, on each side, seem to freeze, Emprison'd in black, purgatorial rails: Knights, ladies, praying in dumb orat'ries, He passeth by; and his weak spirit fails To think how they may ache in icy hoods and mails.

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