Name: Pa' Que Arda Despacio - Original Mix by Arese
Duration: 4 min 14 s
Description: Exploring a bit of an unexplored world for me, giving credit to my spanish roots, with this beautiful Flamenco! Enjoy!

Fire is what remains when there’s nothing left.
For those who keep going long after they should’ve given up.

Written in silence. Burned into sound.

— Thank you,
                     Arese

—

* Lyrics:

I drove through nights with keys but no car.
A phone full of names that forgot who we are.
They stole what I built and called it fate.
I kept moving anyway— I refused to break.

Letters in red. Floors cold as glass.
Smiles that cut. Hours that never pass.
I slept in my shoes, just in case.
Talked to walls that wore your face.
She said “forever” while packing to go—
I held the line. She let it go.
My body broke. My voice got small.
But I stayed standing. I took it all.

If love was a test, I gave it my skin.
If pain is a prize, I let it win.
You thought I was done.
You thought I was clear.
You looked away—
but I’m still here.

You left with the parts that were easiest to see.
But I kept the engine. I kept being me.
You took the front, the show, the name...
But I’m still the power. I’m still the flame.
You walked away like I’d disappear.
...But I became fire....
...And you’re nowhere near....

I rebuilt from nights no one could hold.
From rust, from rage, from stories untold.
You stole the shine. I kept the soul.
You saw the cracks— I saw the whole.
My mind's a weapon you can't define.
.....While you sleep small..... I redesign.....

You walked with lies. I ran with truth.
I’ve earned my scars. I kept my youth.
You dropped the keys.
You broke the frame.
But I’m still fire—
and you lost the flame.

You left with the parts that were easiest to see.
But I kept the engine. I kept being me.
You took the front, the show, the name...
But I’m still the power. I’m still the flame.
You walked away like I’d disappear.
...But I became fire....
...And you’re nowhere near....

I don’t need revenge.
I already won.
And you’ll see it burn
when the whole world runs.
You’ll watch me rise
while you come undone.
And you’ll cry for the man
you thought you outrun.

Fire - Original Mix

Listen with your scars open. Poetry.
-
We made love in more places than stories allow,
between journeys, empty towns, and hotel room vows.
I mapped every fear you still haven’t named,
you’ll never know you the way that I claimed.
We spoke without words—louder than sound.
We built a whole life without solid ground.
We flew past the limits of what they permit,
two bodies in flames, refusing to quit.
We weren’t just lovers—we fought to stay whole,
and drowned in the places we gave too much soul.
Touching too much...
still left us needing more...

I held you through storms, your face in my hands.
You watched me collapse, still trying to stand.
We loved so hard we turned love into pain.
We lost ourselves with no way back again.
We saw things together no one will believe.
We shared all the beauty, the lies, the disease.
We dreamt like the mad, we prayed like the blind.
We broke what we touched, yet we still tried.
We had the whole sky, and still we would choke,
like drowning on air, like breathing in smoke.
And still, I'd go back to the edge of that night,
where I was your answer, and you were my light.

How cruel that true love still fades into gray,
that the strongest of flames just burns away.
We reached the last step, but the rope wouldn’t hold—
we were inches from gold, but too broken, too cold.
No kiss can fix what surrender denies.
No promise survives when a part of you hides.
But even if we live as strangers or ghosts…
what we burned still lives in us both.

We gave all the madness, the flesh and the trust,
we lived through a time that demanded too much.
We were from different planets, skin, minds, and names—
but still we collided and burned just the same.
And when we are with someone,
we’ll still hear the echo of all that we’ve done.
We weren’t just a phase, we weren’t some cliché—
we were real in a world that throws love away.
No matter who touches your hand from now on,
they’ll never quite reach where I’ve been and gone.
Some parts of the heart don’t open again—
you'll search for me there, and feel the end.

How sad that love isn’t always enough,
you buried yours and called silence "enough"
You ran from yourself, not from my arms—
and called your own terror the shape of my harm.
But even if you erase me with time,
if I’m just a name you drink into wine,
when silence gets loud and you’re lost in the frost…
remember we burned — and we both lost...

You weren’t destroyed by the man that I was,
it was your own demons that rewrote the cause.
I broke in your hands, but I broke out of trust—
you ran from a war you abandoned for dust.
You said I hurt you, but you were the blade.
Calling it courage was your great escape.
But loving another begins with yourself—
blaming the mirror won't make it reflect.

We grew up together, too fast, side by side.
We fought battles no child should have to survive.
We built who we are with each other’s pain,
you wrote on my soul, and I carved in your name.
We loved in a way no one understands,
more than our bodies, more than our plans.
But now I walk roads you won’t make me leave,
not even you—my biggest defeat.
I hope when regret finally whispers your name,
you don’t break beneath it, you rise from the flame.
And if you do, and you ever return…
I’ve left you a light, where the hallway still turns.

I was chaos, despair, and ruin at best,
but I gave you my all, not what’s left.
I failed in a thousand, unbearable ways—
but I never once left you unloved in those days.
No one will love me the way that you did,
no one will reach where your shadow still lives.
But I’ve chosen my path, and I won’t turn back—
not for the you who still hides in attack.

What we burned
still sleeps in my chest.
It never got loud—
it just never could rest.
And if one day
you come back from your war…
I’ve left you a room
where your name’s on the door.
No one will hold me the way that you did.
No one will reach where your fire still lives.
And even if life puts us oceans apart…
you still own the corner
that shelters my heart.

Her - Original Mix

Listen with your scars open. For u, J.

We made love in more places than stories allow,
between journeys, empty towns, and hotel room vows.
I mapped every fear you still haven’t named,
you’ll never know you the way that I claimed.
We spoke without words—louder than sound.
We built a whole life without solid ground.
We flew past the limits of what they permit,
two bodies in flames, refusing to quit.
We weren’t just lovers—we fought to stay whole,
and drowned in the places we gave too much soul.
Touching too much...
still left us needing more...

I held you through storms, your face in my hands.
You watched me collapse, still trying to stand.
We loved so hard we turned love into pain.
We lost ourselves with no way back again.
We saw things together no one will believe.
We shared all the beauty, the lies, the disease.
We dreamt like the mad, we prayed like the blind.
We broke what we touched, yet we still tried.
We had the whole sky, and still we would choke,
like drowning on air, like breathing in smoke.
And still, I'd go back to the edge of that night,
where I was your answer, and you were my light.

How cruel that true love still fades into gray,
that the strongest of flames just burns away.
We reached the last step, but the rope wouldn’t hold—
we were inches from gold, but too broken, too cold.
No kiss can fix what surrender denies.
No promise survives when a part of you hides.
But even if we live as strangers or ghosts…
what we burned still lives in us both.

We gave all the madness, the flesh and the trust,
we lived through a time that demanded too much.
We were from different planets, skin, minds, and names—
but still we collided and burned just the same.
And when we are with someone,
we’ll still hear the echo of all that we’ve done.
We weren’t just a phase, we weren’t some cliché—
we were real in a world that throws love away.
No matter who touches your hand from now on,
they’ll never quite reach where I’ve been and gone.
Some parts of the heart don’t open again—
you'll search for me there, and feel the end.

How sad that love isn’t always enough,
you buried yours and called silence "enough"
You ran from yourself, not from my arms—
and called your own terror the shape of my harm.
But even if you erase me with time,
if I’m just a name you drink into wine,
when silence gets loud and you’re lost in the frost…
remember we burned — and we both lost...

You weren’t destroyed by the man that I was,
it was your own demons that rewrote the cause.
I broke in your hands, but I broke out of trust—
you ran from a war you abandoned for dust.
You said I hurt you, but you were the blade.
Calling it courage was your great escape.
But loving another begins with yourself—
blaming the mirror won't make it reflect.

We grew up together, too fast, side by side.
We fought battles no child should have to survive.
We built who we are with each other’s pain,
you wrote on my soul, and I carved in your name.
We loved in a way no one understands,
more than our bodies, more than our plans.
But now I walk roads you won’t make me leave,
not even you—my biggest defeat.
I hope when regret finally whispers your name,
you don’t break beneath it, you rise from the flame.
And if you do, and you ever return…
I’ve left you a light, where the hallway still turns.

I was chaos, despair, and ruin at best,
but I gave you my all, not what’s left.
I failed in a thousand, unbearable ways—
but I never once left you unloved in those days.
No one will love me the way that you did,
no one will reach where your shadow still lives.
But I’ve chosen my path, and I won’t turn back—
not for the you who still hides in attack.

What we burned
still sleeps in my chest.
It never got loud—
it just never could rest.
And if one day
you come back from your war…
I’ve left you a room
where your name’s on the door.
No one will hold me the way that you did.
No one will reach where your fire still lives.
And even if life puts us oceans apart…
you still own the corner
that shelters my heart.

Her - Acoustic Remix

Epic Alternative Mix of an already epic song. Some tweaks in the lyrics and some damn epic melodies. To all of you who lost everything and are fighting to come back. You're not alone!
- Love, Arese.

*Lyrics:

I slept in my shoes, just in case.
Talked to walls that wore your face.
Kept the room warm when you disappeared,
held the roof up through my own fear.
They took what I drove like they earned my fight,
left me in silence, and called it right.
She said “forever” while packing to go—
I held the line, she let it go.
My body broke, my voice got small,
but I stayed standing. I took it all.

If love was a test, I gave it my skin.
If pain is a prize, I let it win.
You thought I was done.
You thought I was clear.
You looked away—
but I’m still here.

You left with the parts that were easiest to see.
But I kept the engine. I kept being me.
You took the front, the show, the name...
But I’m still the power. I’m still the flame.
You walked away like I’d disappear.
But I became fire.
And you’re nowhere near.

I rebuilt from nights no one could hold.
From rust, from rage, from stories untold.
You stole the skin, I kept the soul.
You saw the cracks— I saw the whole.
My mind’s a weapon you won’t define.
While you sleep small, I redesign.

You walked with lies. I ran with truth.
I’ve earned my scars. I kept my youth.
You left the keys.
You dropped the name.
But I’m still fire—
and I don’t need lame.

You left with the parts that were easiest to see.
But I kept the engine. I kept being me.
You took the front, the show, the name...
But I’m still the power. I’m still the flame.
You walked away like I’d disappear.
But I became fire.
And you’re nowhere near.

I don’t need revenge.
I already won.
And you’ll see it burn
when the whole world runs.
You’ll watch me rise
while you come undone.
And you’ll cry for the man
you thought you outrun.

Fire - Alternative Mix

Celebrating our adventures, brother... And preparing for the ones to come!
- Arese.

*Lyrics:

We didn’t chase the dream...
We drove it.

Let's go brother, this is eternal!

No maps, no plans, just wheels to steer,
two reckless hearts with nothing to fear.

We crossed lands the world forgot,
with joints half-lit and time we bought.
From Andorra nights to Málaga heat,
crepes in Banús, barefoot in the street.
Baqueira runs and Cádiz sand,
that lobster paella, cooked by hand.
No guide, no plan, it all felt ours—
bro, those days… were truly ours.

They dream asleep.
We dreamt in drive.
While they watched life…
we kept it live.

Two beasts, no map,
the world, and that’s that.
Gasoline hearts, minds untamed,
we lived the dreams they never named.

Fast love, louder sky,
we burned through every “why.”
They sleep, but we knew:
we woke the view.

Woke the view...
Together... me and you.

Andorra highs, Zahara breeze,
Oporto nights, Picos freeze.
Tarifa, high as the moon,
sharing paella, laughing too soon.

From Bilbao haze to Soria pines,
Alicante streets, speeding signs.
We smoked, we flew, we broke the scheme—
we weren’t just boys… we were the dream.

Valencia waves, where it all began,
our first road trip, that set the plan.
That Ibiza night, the switch was clear,
then we bonded deep, year after year.

Burdeos dunes, COVID, the ride,
Audi’s roar with you by my side.
Murcia’s heat, Cantabrian rain,
we left our mark, again and again.

The world won’t get it.
They never could.
But we’ve seen things...
they never would.

Two beasts, no leash,
freedom that tasted so sweet.
Gasoline hearts, minds untamed,
we lived the dreams they never named.

They bought silence.
We bought light.
And I’d do it all again...
tonight.

We’ve already lived a thousand lives.
We’ve already kissed the sky.
We don’t need more proof...
but we’ll give it 'til we die.

Quadrifoglio flame, AMG roar,
brothers in legend, ready for more.
No fake, no script, we lived our way,
the world is ours, we’ll light the way.

From Vielha nights to Monte Carlo lights,
two wolves in suits, hearts that ignite.
We'll raise a glass, dream came true—
and we’ll say…
“We fucking made it, and this one’s for you.”

Mónaco dawn, the dream in sight,
we paid in miles, we earned this night.
Each road we took engraved our name.
Through every storm, we broke together—
Brother, we ride, forever! ....

We did what they only imagine.
And we’ll do it again.

One day we’ll be old, with families grown,
cars in the yard and a place of our own.
We’ll sit back and smile, the past so loud,
we’ll see ourselves, and we’ll be proud.

Our bond won’t fade, it'll only get better,
Not now, not then, not ever: NEVER!
Through all the years, we’ll stand together.
.......eternal brothers...... forever!

Forever - Original Mix

Beautiful experimental mix that turned out amazing. For you my brother, I know you love this one, enjoy it!

*Lyrics:


Forever - Alternative Mix

Exploring a bit of an unexplored world for me, giving credit to my spanish roots, with this beautiful Flamenco! Enjoy!

Pa' Que Arda Despacio - Original Mix

Feliz Cumple Ro! Para ti mi niña! Disfrútala!

Ro - Original Mix

This is another masterpiece, "just in case". My legacy, my life, my desires. Enjoy, and cry if you need to.

If I Die Tomorrow - Hardstyle Remix

If I die tomorrow…
don’t cry, don’t pray, don’t fake a show.
Just play the songs I used to know.
I came to burn, not to belong—
a fleeting spark, a thunder song.
Born with double light inside,
too deep for calm, too wild to hide.
They said it’s rare, they said it’s wrong,
but I just called it being strong.

I saw too much before I grew,
the world was loud, my heart was new.
I learned too young what pain could teach,
how heaven’s high but hard to reach.
I built my walls, then tore them down,
I wore my scars like a lost crown.
A mind that burned, a soul that bled—
I lived with storms inside my head.

Every wound became a sign,
every fall refined my line.
And though I broke a thousand ways,
I still rose brighter from the blaze.

If I die tomorrow, don’t cry for me,
I’ve seen what most will never see.
I’ve loved too hard, I’ve lost control,
but I have lived with all my soul.
If I die tomorrow, remember this line:
I never was perfect—
but damn, I was alive.

Jennifer… I failed your peace,
my fire never found release.
You spoke in calm, I spoke in flame,
we meant no harm but played that game.
You wanted roots, I needed flight,
you held the moon, I chased the light.
Still, through the noise and all the pain,
your voice still hums inside my brain.

To André, my brother through the smoke,
we shared the roads that never spoke.
We dreamed too big, we laughed too loud,
two misfits made the world feel proud.
And if one day I fade from here,
you’ll find my pulse inside your gear.

If I die tomorrow, I’ll die in peace,
my restless heart will find release.
I’ve walked through storms, I’ve touched the flame,
I’ve lost my way but found my name.
If I die tomorrow, let it be said:
I lived a thousand lives
before I’m dead.

My parents tried, they built my frame,
they gave me love without a name.
They couldn’t cure what made me burn,
but taught me strength at every turn.
My sister laughs, she lifts the gray,
a piece of light I lost one day.
And every smile she gives the sky
reminds me how I learned to try.

To the friends I left behind in time,
I write your names inside this rhyme.
Forgive my silence, forgive my run,
I chased the moon, forgot the sun.
But know that even when I roam,
you’re every place I call my home.

I lived through nights that had no stars,
through broken dreams and borrowed cars.
I lost my faith, my ground, my drive,
but every fall kept me alive.
I’ve been too much, I’ve been too loud,
I’ve stood alone and moved the crowd.
A paradox in human form—
half the fire, half the storm.

If heaven asks what I have done,
I’ll say: I fought, I loved, I won.
I broke the rules, I crossed the line,
but I made truth a friend of mine.
And if they ask what I regret,
I’ll whisper names I can’t forget.
Not what I lost, but who I knew—
my greatest hell, my purest view.

If I die tomorrow, don’t hide my name,
just play this loud and feel my flame.
For all I broke, for all I built,
for every spark of love and guilt.
I lived untamed, I lived unplanned,
with trembling heart and open hand.
If I die tomorrow, don’t close the door—
I’ll live through sound forevermore.

Born with double hearts that beat too strong,
half the silence, half the song.
They called it strange, they called it wrong,
but it’s what made me last this long.
I wasn’t made for peace or fame—
I was made to feel the flame.

If I die tomorrow, tell the stars my tale,
of every storm I learned to sail.
Of every tear that turned to grace,
of every ghost I had to face.
I lived with madness, love, and light,
I made my wrongs become my right.
If I die tomorrow, don’t let me fade—
just whisper softly: he was flame.

And if this is the end…
don’t mourn the fire.
Let it burn the dark away.
Let Jennifer heal,
let André smile,
let my parents finally rest awhile.
Tell the world I wasn’t a saint,
but I painted truth in every paint.
Tell them I wasn’t built to stay,
I was made to light the way.

Y si muero mañana,
que nadie me busque en el cielo.
Estoy en la música.... Character limit.

If I Die Tomorrow - Original Mix

"I don’t make music to entertain. I build echoes of what I lived, what I lost, and what I still burn for."
– Arese

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