As ever,  your music is beautifully and elegantly and soothingly harmonic. 😇 A pleasure to listen to.

Interesting musical proposal! And a lovely voice there!

I'm Living In The Holy Spirit

You typed - three dots - then silence fell
A flicker of thought, then the digital spell
Just broke
No war, no closure, no smoke
Not a fight, not a funeral, just... blank
You left my name like coins in a riverbank
Unspent
Unread
Unsaid

I built a castle in our thread
Wrote sonnets in the ellipses
While you vanished
like you owed the wind a debt

I shook hands with fate in a glass tower
"You're exactly what we need"
They said with teeth-white power
“Next week"
"Soon"
"Circle back"
I wore ambition like a suit
But it unraveled down the track

Boardroom lights dimmed without goodbye
An inbox full of maybes
A future left on "Standby"

Tell me
Did you mean it when you asked for my dream
Or was I just auditioning for someone else's screen?

I was born with stars behind my eyes
But now they flicker
Refuse to rise
I spoke in plans
Wrote time in chalk
But rain came faster than I could talk

The mirror ghosts me most of all
Each year a friend who doesn't call

Did you hear me, Life?
I knocked
I burned
I bled

But you blinked right through me
And left me unread

A ghost's not dead
Just forgotten
A song half-hummed
A voice gone rotten
No screams, no graves, no final word
Just silence
Beautifully...
Absurd

Ghosted

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/yogur-de-fresa-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/yogur-de-fresa-ver-texto

YOGUR DE FRESA

Esta es esa niña bien
que por descender de familia
se cree dama distinguida
de la cabeza hasta los pies.

Como no es su fuerte estudiar
se acomoda en una revista
donde hará las entrevistas
a los famosos de verdad.

Tampoco le va madrugar,
por lo que resulta gracioso
contemplar su rostro a las ocho
haciendo la entrada triunfal.

Cuando llame el apetito
se comerá las galletas
y el ritual yogur de fresa
que componen su almuercito
y contará que el domingo 
se fue a una sala de fiestas
donde conoció a un atleta
a un cadete o a un médico.

Esta es esa niña bien
que aunque su mamá lo intentara
no pudo nunca ser nombrada
como la chica más fetén.

Fracasó la idea de hacer
de una infeliz una gran dama
haciendo que se codeara
con el retoño de un burgués.

Lo mismo ocurrió en la elección
de la reina en fiestas de barrio
soñó que vivía en palacio
y luego ¡ni aun dama de honor!

Ha de estar de manifiesto
que  esta ocasión los culpables
fueron los imponderables
que trajeron desarreglos
consecuencia de los nervios
y estar tan insoportable
para que se la mandasen
a tomar el viento fresco.

Esta es esa niña bien
que aunque se las dé de moderna
sus modos denotan la escuela
que la condujo a ser quién es.

Dice ser mujer liberal
sin ningún tabú ni prejuicio
y que al tener un sueldo fijo
pronto se independizará.

Y luego poderse marchar
por ahí buscando aventuras
sin pensar que esa “película”
es para mayores de edad.

Oye bien lo que te digo
niña tonta y consentida:
no te creas que la vida 
aceptará los caprichos
que hasta hoy has tenido
siempre a punto en tu alcancía
pues te sentirás perdida
en el más amargo olvido.
	
STRAWBERRY YOGURT

This is that well-to-do girl
who, because she comes from a family,
thinks she's a distinguished lady
from head to toe.

Since studying isn't her strong suit,
she settles down at a magazine
where she'll interview
real celebrities.

She's not an early riser either,
so it's funny
to see her face at eight
making her grand entrance.

When hunger strikes,
she'll eat the cookies
and the ritual strawberry yogurt
that make up her lunch
and tell everyone that on Sunday
she went to a nightclub
where she met an athlete,
a cadet, or a doctor.

This is that well-to-do girl
who, even if her mother tried,
could never be named
the hottest girl.

The idea of turning
an unhappy woman into a great lady
by having her rub shoulders
with the offspring of a bourgeoisie failed.

The same thing happened during the queen's election at a neighborhood festival.

She dreamed she lived in the palace,
and then she wasn't even a lady-in-waiting!

It must be clear that this time the culprits were unforeseen events that brought disorder,
a consequence of nerves,
and being so unbearable that they sent her
out into the cold.

This is that good girl,
who, although she acts modern,
her manners reflect the schooling
that led her to be who she is.

She says she's a liberal woman,
without any taboos or prejudices,
and that, with a steady salary,
she'll soon become independent.

And then she can go off
looking for adventures,
without thinking that this "movie"
is for adults.

Listen carefully to what I'm telling you,
foolish and spoiled girl:
don't think that life
will accept the whims
that until now you've always had
ready in your piggy bank,
because you'll feel lost
in the most bitter oblivion.

Yogur de fresa (Feat. Hugo Iglesias Olmos)

התבואי אהבה

 This track is part of the "In Pilsen" recorder during pandemic.  

November Motif

Guitars, Bass And Keys By Robert Grigg.
Drums By Yamaha Keyboard.
https://youtu.be/YSVuA7X4n0k?si=rMhc8MzPxUzu7QN4

The Ghost Walk

"The fool is the jester, daring to challenge what other people wouldn’t. The fool is the blazer of new trails, happily taking the less beaten path because he does not know better. The fool is the one who does things because he thinks it is worth doing, not for coin or status." 
These thoughts inspired this tune. 

Jester's Path

Mastered by A7 Recording Studio

This songs describes where I'm at these days.

Lyrics:
You think I’ve reached the day, when things have stopped goin’ my way,
It’s scary to consider,  my feet turnin’ into clay,
But there’s that breeze, the greens of the trees,
The beauty makes my head pop so I’ll  keep
Livin’ each day, prayin’ to stay,
Keepin’ that body together.
                                           
I heard the doctor say, 
To stop skippin’ over the ocean,
You know I’ll surely pay,
For acting on every notion,
But look at the sky, the sun flyin’ by,
It’s calling me on and on so I’ll keep
Livin’ each day, praying to stay,
Keepin’ that soul together.

That pile of pills seems to grow bigger every day,
If something gets me they’ll be evidence exhibit “A”,
So head for the hills, forget about wills,
Soak up all the nature and calm and just keep
Livin’ each day, praying to stay,
Keepin’ it all together.

Keepin’ it all, keepin’ it all together.
Keepin’ it all, keepin’ it all together.
          
Yeah, I heard the doctor say, 
I should stop skippin’ over the ocean,
And I’ll surely pay,
For acting on every notion,
But look at the sky, the sun flyin’ by,
It’s calling me on and on so I’ll keep
Livin’ each day, praying to stay,
Keepin’ it all together.

Keepin’ it all, keepin’ it all together.
Keepin’ it all, keepin’ it all together.

Keepin' it All Together

🌿 This is my prayer in a song.
My personally Favorite 😍 

“Whisper of Grace” is a deeply personal Worship Ballad – just my Voice, Piano  and Organ.
I’ve always sung about Love and Dreams…
But this time, I sing to the One who stayed when no one else did.

🕊️ May this Song be your Moment of Peace, your Whisper in the Silence,
your reminder that Grace never leaves you.

— KITKA

🎙️ Vocals, Lyrics & Production by KITKA
📍 Written between Germany & Thailand
💿 All Rights reserved (c) 2025

❤️ Thank you for listening.
Leave a 🕊️ in the comments if this touched your soul.

Whisper of Grace (432 hz)

I’ve never been one that worried too much ‘bout the future.
What’s gonna happen, is happening, not much to say.
I know you might disagree. I know you care more than me.
I know you think I don’t care at all, maybe I should

Maybe it’s you - you think way too much ‘bout the future.
You truly think that you’ve got it all under control.
You find it so hard to trust. Maybe I don’t care enough.
Maybe I’ll make it all work, maybe I won’t

But trust me when I say, “I’m trying.” I’m doing all that I can.
I’m not giving up, with a little luck, we can stick tight to the plan.
But know this before we get started, I know you’re counting on me.
What you get is what you see.

One day we’ll look back at what we keep calling the future.
Looking back makes it much clearer, easier to see.
I know you think I don’t care, you say it’s too much to bear.
Give it another look when it’s history.

But trust me when I say, “I’m trying.” I’m doing all that I can.
I’m not giving up, with a little luck, we can stick tight to the plan.
But know this before we get started, I know you’re counting on me.
What you get is what you see.

Trust

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Sommer in der Stadt

Being musician and artist "since ages", the last two decades and all the developments in digital music broadened my interests and activities in doing music actively and passively. Not being shy of any genre (OK, leave off some Punk and Extreme Metal derivates) I engage in composing, arranging, mixing and collaborating. 

Oh, and I do all my artwork and designs as well. And as you may notice I regard AI as a friendly helper.

Have a few looks & listens into my repertoire and eventually gain some insights. I'm always open for collabs if the the interests match ...

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