My Friday set from Tallinn Zouk Sensation - it was a mixed room, so the set takes you on a journey through different vibes and genres.

Way of Water | Mixed Energy Set | Friday Party Tallinn Zouk Sensation 2025

Festa Dj Zé do Lago 2025

Set Temático LPZ Training Anos 60,70,80.

Set League of Shadows #134

Beco do Zouk - BSB - Lambada e Zouk

set tocado no zoukjampa 2025 • domingo, passeio no barco.

ZoukJampa | barco • PB • Novembro '25 • DJ Olharys ✨

BAILE DE ABERTURA - ZOUK BEACH 2025 - DJ ZEDOLAKE - SET QUASE PERFEITO

Na noite de sábado do Zouk’n Beach 2025 – Baile Tropical, eu coloquei meu coração em um set criado como um verdadeiro poema de amor ao Zouk Brasileiro. Cada estilo, cada ritmo, cada batida foi entrelaçada...desde a nostalgia do Zouk Tradicional até a intimidade do Eletrônico, a profundidade das influências de RnB e o swing inconfundível que faz do Zouk BR algo tão nosso.

Esse set não foi apenas uma seleção de músicas.
Foi uma história.
Uma maré quente se erguendo ao seu redor, convidando você a se entregar, a sentir, a se conectar.

Escolhi cada faixa com um único propósito:
fazer seu corpo se mover com carinho, sua alma se abrir com amor e sua dança fluir com a ternura que só o Zouk Br é capaz de despertar.

Sob as luzes tropicais, com a brisa do mar de Balneário Camboriú tocando sua pele e a pista brilhando de energia, eu queria que você se perdesse...não apenas na música, mas nas emoções que ela traz à vida.
Este set foi feito para você viver o Zouk Br da forma como ele merece ser vivido:
com paixão, presença e o coração transbordando.

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On Saturday night at Zouk’n Beach 2025 – Tropical Ball, I poured my heart into a set created as a true love poem to Brazilian Zouk. Every style, every rhythm, every beat was woven together...from the nostalgia of Traditional Zouk to the intimacy of Electronic Zouk, the depth of RnB influences, and the unmistakable swing that makes Zouk BR something so uniquely ours.

This set was not just a selection of songs.
It was a story.
A warm tide rising around you, inviting you to surrender, to feel, to connect.

I chose each track with one purpose:
to make your body move with tenderness, your soul open with love, and your dance flow with the kind of softness only Zouk Br can awaken.

Under the tropical lights, with the sea breeze of Balneário Camboriú touching your skin and the dance floor glowing with energy, I wanted you to lose yourself...not only in the music, but in the emotions it brings to life.
This set was made for you to experience Zouk Br the way it was meant to be lived:
with passion, presence, and a heart overflowing.

Zouk'n Beach 25 - Festa Tropical

Your hands trace lower than my breath can hold,
Cherry heat rising as your fingers unfold.
You slide in slow, like you’re testing the groove,
Every inch you claim tells my body to move.

Your mouth hits places only midnight knows,
Soft red pressure where your tongue goes.
I arch for you, and you press deeper in—
Leaving cherry stains where your lips begin.

Your touch draws heat down my spine,
Slow, intentional, crossing every line.
I feel your breath hit the place I crave—
A cherry pulse riding every wave.

Cherry red imprint
right where you pressed your name.
You leave your mark
every time you play that game.
Cherry red imprint,
deep where the heat runs tight—
Baby, your hands write stories
on my body every night.

You slide your fingers under my thigh,
Cherry-sweet tension making me sigh.
Your grip gets firm when you pull me near,
Your voice dropping low right into my ear.

You kiss the spots that make my breath break,
Cherry-wet sounds only we can make.
You drag your mouth down slow and steady—
And baby, I swear, I’m already ready.

Your hands tell truths your lips won’t say,
Reading my body in your own dark way.
The deeper you go, the faster I shake—
This cherry high is yours to take.

Cherry red imprint
right where you pressed your name.
You leave your mark
every time you play that game.
Cherry red imprint,
deep where the heat runs tight—
Baby, your hands write stories
on my body every night.

Pull me open with your cherry-warm grip,
Trace down slow till my hips start to dip.
Your tongue leaves heat in a crimson line,
Mark me once more—make the whole thing mine.

Soft moans spill where your pressure lands,
Red shine coating both our hands.
I lose myself when you take your time—
Every imprint says you’re mine.

Cherry red imprint
everywhere your fingers lay.
Cherry heat rising
as you take me your way.
Cherry red imprint,
baby, go slow then bite—
Leave your mark on my body
in the middle of the night.
Cherry red imprint…
only you can write me right.

Cherry Red Imprint

Late light hitting your jawline clean,
Cherry-red glare where your lips have been.
You lean in close with that slow-burn pull,
Heat in your breath turning subtle to full.

Every move you make is a quiet command,
Tracing my waist with your unhurried hands.
I feel the rush start low, then climb—
You taste like midnight pressed in rhyme.

Your touch writes stories down my spine,
A cherry stain in every line.
I feel the spark before you speak—
Your mouth is fire, your voice is sleek.

Red on your tongue,
I see the color rising slow.
You take one breath
and every part of me knows.
Red on your tongue,
you never touch me the same—
You pull me under
just by saying my name.

You drag your teeth where my pulse ignites,
Cherry warmth blooming under dim streetlights.
I hold your gaze and the world tilts down,
Your hands map heat like they own this town.

Soft tension climbs in a hush of air,
Your tongue finds truth I never meant to share.
The taste of me lingers when you pull back—
A deep red trail along your track.

Your grip, your breath, the way you sway—
You paint me open in every way.
A cherry echo on your lips,
A slow confession in your fingertips.

Red on your tongue,
yeah, I see the hunger there.
One slow touch
and I’m lost in the way you stare.
Red on your tongue,
baby, look what you’ve begun—
You take my breath
and swallow it whole as one.

Pull me closer, let the heat unwind,
Cherry pulse beating into yours and mine.
Your mouth writes promises across my skin,
Every syllable pulls me deeper in.
Red flicker glowing in the dark—
You leave your claim like a burning mark.

Red on your tongue,
dripping slow in the fading light.
You taste my name
like it’s setting the night alight.
Red on your tongue,
you don’t have to say a word—
The way you breathe me in
is the sweetest thing I’ve heard.
Red on your tongue…
and I’m already undone.

Red On Your Tongue

GOOD FANNY DANCE

Brazilian Zouk & Lambada DJ

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Way of Water | Mixed Energy Set | Friday Party Tallinn Zouk Sensation 2025

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