
Game On
{ "title": "Game On", "description": "Create a lo-fi track over 3 minutes with a medium tempo, light bass, and a chill, dynamic theme suitable for gaming. The track should provide a relaxing yet energetic atmosphere to keep the player focused.", "duration": "3:30", "instruments": [ { "type": "piano", "style": "medium tempo, relaxing", "chords": ["Cmaj7", "Em7", "A7", "D7"], "rhythm": "gentle, arpeggios", "sections": ["intro", "part1", "part2", "part3", "bridge", "outro"] }, { "type": "bass", "style": "light, supportive", "effects": ["compression"], "rhythm": "subtle, supportive", "sections": ["part1", "part2", "part3"] } ], "effects": [ { "type": "lo-fi", "elements": ["crackle", "vinyl texture"] }, { "type": "reverb", "amount": "light" }, { "type": "delay", "amount": "light" } ], "optional": [ { "type": "environmental", "sounds": ["computer noises", "mouse clicks", "keyboard typing"] }, { "type": "special", "sounds": ["electronic beeps", "interactive effects"] } ], "sections": [ { "name": "intro", "duration": "30s" }, { "name": "part1", "duration": "1m" }, { "name": "part2", "duration": "1m" }, { "name": "part3", "duration": "1m" }, { "name": "bridge", "duration": "30s" }, { "name": "outro", "duration": "30s" } ], "tempo": 75 }

26 Comments
PatRixx 15w ago
Great, un pur bonheur, just ever a great one, with your permission, dear Suno 's child. Jaime çela!
incagarcilasodelavegallus 6w ago
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te veo herida sin razón,
llorando bosques sin color.
Quemamos selvas por sembrar,
vertemos odio en tu cristal,
el mar susurra sin cesar:
“¿Hasta cuándo va a durar?”
Coro
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pero algo en mí te empieza a dañar.
El humo sube, no puedo negar,
es hora de actuar, es hora de amar.
Estrofa 2
El plástico cubre tu piel,
ya no hay estrellas en el cielo aquel.
Animales que ya no veré,
desaparecen sin por qué.
Pisamos
abbas.khanahmadi.1356 8w ago
سنگ شکاف میکند در هوس لقای تو
جان پر و بال میزند در طرب هوای تو
آتش آب میشود عقل خراب میشود
دشمن خواب میشود دیده من برای تو
جامه صبر میدرد عقل ز خویش میرود
مردم و سنگ میخورد عشق چو اژدهای تو
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دید مرا که بی تواَم گفت مرا که وایِ تو