Rain pouring slamming on the window,
Morning cold air replaces any last heat of my bed
The mirror is witnessing the nightmares from my head
Cold coffee guarded by
Eyes veiled the last nights awake.
Memories do not give up hunting the heart
Facing a sunrise fighting with the night.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Feet are heavier ar 7 am
Body weights more than a mountain of rocks.
Ears crowded by the news.
Empty bags,
Old clothes and untied shoes,
Waiting to be forgotten in the trunk.
Empty bench and closed books,
full of untold tales from the rocky chair.
Wander the long empty halls,
Scrambling through silent rooms,
With walls whispering the trapped words
To the ears of a lonely ghost,
Revealed by the screaming which open the locked doors.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Breath deeply to keep catching the last sweet essence.
Be silent to hear the laugh which try to fade.
Keep still to hold on the curious eyes.
I let my sorrow to cry into this blue rain.
Cosy nights on the sofa
Long talks shared with our favourite music and wine
Mornings welcome tender games under the messy sheets
Smelling the fresh coffee and chilling in your arms
Breakfast of pancakes smashed cause of the laugh
as your fingers are playing on my back
Message with the fun gif to make you smile when I know
The work is hard and you need something to relax
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
My hands always wait for you to hold
When words cannot tell what is in your mind
Walks to release the tension and find the way back home as one
While seeing your demons and being not scared
But giving them silent space for you to deal with them
Learning how to cook Tai and spicy food
Because I know it is the best memory of your youth
Not hiding my fears to you
Because you love me imperfect, defected
You embrace my darkness and do not eclipse the shine of my deeds
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
Your eyes are the mirror for my blameless past
My lips seal the beat of your restless heart
Your body is my canvas where I draw the starred sky
My body is the field where you come back to the ground
Our fire is gentle and careful to do not turn to ashes our desire
We renew in every sunrise our always together promise
Your breathe slows down when you embrace me at dusk
My soul finds calm when I rely next to you at dawn
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
I melted my soul in the heat of your desert,
I buried passion beneath the wasteland you dug for me.
Words I never could say turned to dust in the air,
While my heart burst with blame inside my chest.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
My kisses dried sucked by your thirsty eyes,
My hands scratched along your rocky soul,
My feet stumbled down the highway of your touch.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
Even the devil would show more mercy,
Even his torture would be less cruel.
Your fire destroyed everything,
Leaving my skin full of dirt and stone
wide open to the sun.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
I craved air in the cave where you left me.
Swallowed by the darkness,
I lost my way home.
Its depth consumed the last shining star,
Drowning me in eternal night.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
Rain pouring slamming on the window,
Morning cold air replaces any last heat of my bed
The mirror is witnessing the nightmares from my head
Cold coffee guarded by
Eyes veiled the last nights awake.
Memories do not give up hunting the heart
Facing a sunrise fighting with the night.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Feet are heavier ar 7 am
Body weights more than a mountain of rocks.
Ears crowded by the news.
Empty bags,
Old clothes and untied shoes,
Waiting to be forgotten in the trunk.
Empty bench and closed books,
full of untold tales from the rocky chair.
Wander the long empty halls,
Scrambling through silent rooms,
With walls whispering the trapped words
To the ears of a lonely ghost,
Revealed by the screaming which open the locked doors.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Breath deeply to keep catching the last sweet essence.
Be silent to hear the laugh which try to fade.
Keep still to hold on the curious eyes.
I let my sorrow to cry into this blue rain.
Cosy nights on the sofa
Long talks shared with our favourite music and wine
Mornings welcome tender games under the messy sheets
Smelling the fresh coffee and chilling in your arms
Breakfast of pancakes smashed cause of the laugh
as your fingers are playing on my back
Message with the fun gif to make you smile when I know
The work is hard and you need something to relax
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
My hands always wait for you to hold
When words cannot tell what is in your mind
Walks to release the tension and find the way back home as one
While seeing your demons and being not scared
But giving them silent space for you to deal with them
Learning how to cook Tai and spicy food
Because I know it is the best memory of your youth
Not hiding my fears to you
Because you love me imperfect, defected
You embrace my darkness and do not eclipse the shine of my deeds
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
Your eyes are the mirror for my blameless past
My lips seal the beat of your restless heart
Your body is my canvas where I draw the starred sky
My body is the field where you come back to the ground
Our fire is gentle and careful to do not turn to ashes our desire
We renew in every sunrise our always together promise
Your breathe slows down when you embrace me at dusk
My soul finds calm when I rely next to you at dawn
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
I melted my soul in the heat of your desert,
I buried passion beneath the wasteland you dug for me.
Words I never could say turned to dust in the air,
While my heart burst with blame inside my chest.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
My kisses dried sucked by your thirsty eyes,
My hands scratched along your rocky soul,
My feet stumbled down the highway of your touch.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
Even the devil would show more mercy,
Even his torture would be less cruel.
Your fire destroyed everything,
Leaving my skin full of dirt and stone
wide open to the sun.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
I craved air in the cave where you left me.
Swallowed by the darkness,
I lost my way home.
Its depth consumed the last shining star,
Drowning me in eternal night.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
Rain pouring slamming on the window,
Morning cold air replaces any last heat of my bed
The mirror is witnessing the nightmares from my head
Cold coffee guarded by
Eyes veiled the last nights awake.
Memories do not give up hunting the heart
Facing a sunrise fighting with the night.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Feet are heavier ar 7 am
Body weights more than a mountain of rocks.
Ears crowded by the news.
Empty bags,
Old clothes and untied shoes,
Waiting to be forgotten in the trunk.
Empty bench and closed books,
full of untold tales from the rocky chair.
Wander the long empty halls,
Scrambling through silent rooms,
With walls whispering the trapped words
To the ears of a lonely ghost,
Revealed by the screaming which open the locked doors.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Mornings without sunlight
Freeze the first heart beats
The sky start to be taken by the sun
But the darkness does not stop to conquer my soul.
Breath deeply to keep catching the last sweet essence.
Be silent to hear the laugh which try to fade.
Keep still to hold on the curious eyes.
I let my sorrow to cry into this blue rain.
Cosy nights on the sofa
Long talks shared with our favourite music and wine
Mornings welcome tender games under the messy sheets
Smelling the fresh coffee and chilling in your arms
Breakfast of pancakes smashed cause of the laugh
as your fingers are playing on my back
Message with the fun gif to make you smile when I know
The work is hard and you need something to relax
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
My hands always wait for you to hold
When words cannot tell what is in your mind
Walks to release the tension and find the way back home as one
While seeing your demons and being not scared
But giving them silent space for you to deal with them
Learning how to cook Tai and spicy food
Because I know it is the best memory of your youth
Not hiding my fears to you
Because you love me imperfect, defected
You embrace my darkness and do not eclipse the shine of my deeds
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
Your eyes are the mirror for my blameless past
My lips seal the beat of your restless heart
Your body is my canvas where I draw the starred sky
My body is the field where you come back to the ground
Our fire is gentle and careful to do not turn to ashes our desire
We renew in every sunrise our always together promise
Your breathe slows down when you embrace me at dusk
My soul finds calm when I rely next to you at dawn
Our love is a flame
It is not one show of fireworks
But a glare to light the dark
And warm our souls during the winter nights
I melted my soul in the heat of your desert,
I buried passion beneath the wasteland you dug for me.
Words I never could say turned to dust in the air,
While my heart burst with blame inside my chest.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
My kisses dried sucked by your thirsty eyes,
My hands scratched along your rocky soul,
My feet stumbled down the highway of your touch.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
Even the devil would show more mercy,
Even his torture would be less cruel.
Your fire destroyed everything,
Leaving my skin full of dirt and stone
wide open to the sun.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
I craved air in the cave where you left me.
Swallowed by the darkness,
I lost my way home.
Its depth consumed the last shining star,
Drowning me in eternal night.
I burnt down in the hell of you,
The pictures turned to ashes.
I poured myself across the landscape
Of sun and sand you cracked.
I’m yricist writing in English. I write songs about the moments that change us: losing someone, surviving the dark, and waking up to a lighter morning. My lyrics are built on strong images and honest emotion, with choruses made to be sung. I’m open to licensing and collaboration with composers, producers and artists
I have travelled through many countries, and every place has left something in me: the colour of a sky, the sound of a sea, the silence of a field at dawn. Nature has always been my main source of inspiration. Oceans, storms, grasslands, rain and the first light of morning are not just backgrounds in my songs; they are the language I use to speak about what I feel.
I write to catch moments before they disappear. A feeling, an image, a
eath of wind on a journey: I trap them in words and try to give them life on the page, so that someone else can feel them too. For me, a lyric is a small piece of the world, held still long enough to be sung.
My songs follow the paths I’ve walked, inside and out. They move from heart
eak and darkness to healing and peace, and from crowded cities to open landscapes. I write in English, carrying with me the perspective of someone who has lived between places, cultures and languages.
I’m looking for composers, producers and artists who want to turn these images into music, and give the words their voice.
