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Pot's World of Rock, Metal, Alternative Part II

Feat. Jesús Lainez

Awesome Instrumental Love Songs

Sumptuous Songs

CLOUDS OF NOSTALGIA UNLOADED IN THIS GARAGE

Barn Finds - vol.1

ROCK

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Stream: https://song.link/njWhnmtB3ktff

This song is about dreaming, wishing and believing the wish will come true.

About the cover art I made for this song:

This cover art is full of symbols. The girl is running on the road, indicating the lyrics “another fantasy made me believe I’m on the road.” This whole picture portrays a fantasy. I always had a love for surrealistic art and I like to express this in the art I make myself. The girl is “wishing on a star, like it’s 11:11”, means the background with stars. The girl has just passed an obstacle, in this case the big wave on the foreground, “the greatest complications I am facing I can handle.” She is running towards a boat with wings. This shows that she is ready to sail the waves and find her journey that was destined for her. She wants to spread her wings and see what life has waiting for her.

Lyrics

I just can’t believe this is the way I’m gonna go
Another fantasy made me believe I’m on the road
The greatest complications I am facing I can handle
The way that I imagine is the way it’s gonna happen

Can’t you see I’m wide awake?
Can’t you see I’m wide awake?
But I am still dreaming
But I am still dreaming

I just can’t believe this is the way I’m gonna go
Another fantasy made me believe I’m on the road
Manifesting dreams is gonna feel like my aesthetic
I am wishing on a star like it’s 11:11

(I’m dreaming about) I’m wishing on a star like
(I’m dreaming about) I’m wishing on a star like
11:11
11:11
11:11
11:11

11:11

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

Para escuchar la versión cantada por Jesús Lainez   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/nostalgia-feat-jesus-lainez

Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/nostalgia-version-original-ver-texto

NOSTALGIA

La lluvia cae sobre mí débilmente
y mi inquieto cuerpo la acoge con placer;
un viento frío acaricia mi frente
y el cielo, poco a poco, empieza a oscurecer.

El mar, a pesar de tiempo, está en calma
y sus olas, lentamente, vienen y van;
todo parece tranquilo menos mi alma
donde reina una oscura intranquilidad.

Los recuerdos cabalgan por mi mente
y al cerrar los ojos veo un rostro angelical;
entonces todo mi cuerpo se estremece
y, uno a uno, empiezan a desfilar.

Nostalgia, añoranza,
en mi pecho tenéis nido
y me hacéis sentir un frío
que paraliza mi sangre;
nostalgia, añoranza,
de mi pueblo y sus gentes
porque siempre están presentes
como estoy yo en sus paisajes.

Pero dentro de poco
correré por sus campos
y caerán de mis ojos
lágrimas que he guardado
durante ¡tanto tiempo!
para poder llorarlas,
a la par con el viento,
en sedientas moradas.

Despierto y veo que la noche ha venido,
que las sombras ciernen su manto sobre mí;
un velo deja aislada en el vacío
a mi mente que, confusa, no puede resurgir.

NOSTALGIA

The rain falls on me weakly
and my restless body welcomes her with pleasure;
a cold wind caresses my forehead
and the sky, little by little, begins to darken.

The sea, despite the weather, is calm
and its waves slowly come and go;
everything seems calm except my soul
where a dark unease reigns.

Memories ride through my mind
and when I close my eyes I see an angelic face;
then my whole body shudders
and, one by one, they begin to parade.

Nostalgia, longing,
you have a nest in my chest
and you make me feel cold
that paralyzes my blood;
nostalgia, longing,
of my town and its people
because they are always present
as I am in their landscapes.

But soon
I will run through their fields
and they will fall from my eyes
tears that I have saved
for so long!
to be able to mourn them,
on par with the wind,
in thirsty abodes.

I wake up and I see that the night has come,
that the shadows hang their cloak over me;
a veil leaves isolated in the void
to my mind that, confused, cannot resurface.

Nostalgia (ver texto)

Para ver el video  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn32c7rboU4

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/nostalgia-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/nostalgia-version-original-ver-texto

NOSTALGIA

La lluvia cae sobre mí débilmente
y mi inquieto cuerpo la acoge con placer.
Un viento frío acaricia mi frente
y el cielo, poco a poco, empieza a oscurecer.

El mar, a pesar de tiempo, está en  calma
y sus olas, lentamente, vienen y van.
Todo parece tranquilo menos mi alma
donde reina una oscura intranquilidad.

Los recuerdos cabalgan por mi mente
y al cerrar los ojos veo un rostro angelical.
Entonces todo mi cuerpo se estremece
y, uno a uno, empiezan a desfilar.

Nostalgia, añoranza,
en mi pecho tenéis nido
y me hacéis sentir un frío
que paraliza mi sangre.
Nostalgia, añoranza, 
de mi pueblo y sus gentes
porque siempre están presentes
como estoy yo en sus paisajes.

Pero dentro de poco
correré por sus campos
y caerán de mis ojos
lágrimas que he guardado
durante ¡tanto tiempo!
para poder llorarlas,
a la par con el viento,
en sedientas moradas.

Despierto y veo que la noche ha venido,
que las sombras ciernen su manto sobre mí.
Un velo deja aislada en el vacío
a mi mente que, confusa, no puede resurgir.

NOSTALGIA

The rain falls on me weakly
and my restless body welcomes it with pleasure.
A cold wind caresses my forehead
and the sky, little by little, begins to darken.

The sea, despite the weather, is calm
and its waves slowly come and go.
Everything seems calm except my soul
where a dark unrest reigns.

Memories ride through my mind
and when I close my eyes I see an angelic face.
Then my whole body shakes
and, one by one, they begin to parade.

Nostalgia, longing,
in my chest you have a nest
and you make me feel cold
that paralyzes my blood.
Nostalgia, longing,
of my town and its people
because they are always present
as I am in their landscapes.

But soon
I will run through their fields
and they will fall from my eyes
tears that I have saved
for so long!
to be able to cry for them,
along with the wind,
in thirsty dwellings.

I wake up and see that the night has come,
that the shadows hang their mantle over me.
A veil leaves isolated in the void
to my mind that, confused, cannot resurface.

Nostalgia (Feat. Jesús Lainez)

Lyrics.
My supply.
Don't you wanna come and play with me,
even though I'm twisted at the seams
Don't you have that feeling  that I just Don't belong
Seven ways to heaven goes so wrong.
Just like a bug you've captured me
and Now I live in eternal infirmary
I see my nurses get so high
on my prescribed supply
My supply
I have this feeling that I just cant get away
I'm busy pissing on this wall
Just like a bug you've captured me
and Now I live in eternal infirmary
I see my nurses get so high on my prescribed supply
My supply
And when you finally let me out of my cage
and let me feel the sunshine upon my face
then I feel the pressure of your embrace
and I wonder if everything will be ok
My supply
Just like a bug you've captured me
and Now you just wont let me leave
I see my nurses get so high on my prescribed supply
My supply

My Supply

A song I recorded back in late 2018/early 2019. Deleted for whatever reason. The section of intense vocals toward the end of this song I've used in another song called "Losing It" which I may re-record in the future. So be on the lookout for that familiar ending. Enjoy.

On the Raid

an inside cat

90's inspired hard rock written, produced and recorded in Metro Detroit.

Lyrics:
Can't find the aptitude and leave it all behind. But then again behind is where I thrive.
Pushing back on what we know. Let's pack it up, it's time to go.

And cloistered hope has gone away. Your storied past just fails to blow my mind.
Bruise your soul one last time. I'm giving up and that's just fine.
I'm going on a ride.

Compensation grifts, like stealing from yourself. Never mind it's always someone else.
Don't rely on what you see. Just grab your things, its time to leave.

And cloistered hope has gone away. Your storied past just fails to blow my mind.
Bruise you soul one last time. I'm giving up and that's just fine, I'm going on that ride today!

And we're rolling. Got me rolling. Now we're rolling in despair.

And cloistered hope has gone away. Your storied past just fails to blow my mind.
Broken soul has come to play. I'm giving up and that's Ok, I'm going on that ride today!

That Ride (remix)

In a sentimental mood.
Thanks to @Rosindust who, with her talent and versatility, always interprets each of my pieces in such a brilliant way. A source of inspiration and an incentive to my creativity.

Here the other collaborations with Tatiana: soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Nostalgia

Nostalgia - with Rosin dust

Music: Jan Schonander & Belial Pelegrim  https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

MAGRITTE ORANGE CLOUD

Plus ça change
(The more it changes)
Plus ça reste le même 
(The more it stays the same)

Magritte Orange Cloud

This is quite raw, but an honest one. Recorded in one take, decicated to you dear SC listeners. I feel lucky to receive such attention and feedbacks here. Soundcloud community keeps me going and inspires me. 
Production might not be perfect, sorry about that, but this guitar track was composed and played with the heart to thank you humbly.

Garage smile

To "wake up in" a state that inherently lacks awareness (dreamless sleep) implies simultaneously being conscious (waking) and unconscious (dreamless sleep). This is a contradiction in literal terms, as one cannot logically be both aware (waking) and unaware (in dreamless sleep) at the same time.


Do you dream of waking up
While you’re drowning in the flood?
The walls of jericho
A world that’s good enough?
Do you dream of waking up?
Corruption eats the young
The rose of jericho
Words crumbling to dust…….
Do you dream of waking up?
In the time of paradox??
Are they lost?
Do they know, do they know??
Do you dream of waking up?

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2. The Walls of Jericho: Barriers to Progress

The Walls of Jericho, steeped in biblical symbolism, represent both systemic and self-imposed barriers that obstruct progress. These walls evoke the oppressive forces of war, political divides, and environmental degradation that persist despite our technological and cultural advancements.
In juxtaposition with "a world that’s good enough," they highlight the tension between complacency and striving for a better world. The walls symbolise the structures—economic, political, or ideological—that perpetuate inequality, exploitation, and inertia in the face of existential threats like climate collapse and global conflict.

3. The Rose of Jericho: Hope Amidst Adversity

The Rose of Jericho, a symbol of resilience and renewal, offers a fragile counterpoint to the oppressive walls. In a world grappling with ecological devastation, this imagery evokes the earth’s capacity for regeneration, even as human actions push its limits. Yet, "words crumbling to dust" warns of the fragility of hope when it remains unspoken or unacted upon.
The rose also speaks to the persistence of human connection and empathy, even in a time of widespread isolation. As loneliness and alienation grow in the modern world, the rose’s survival becomes a metaphor for the enduring strength of community and compassion, even when buried beneath layers of despair.


The Paradox of Waking Up (in a dreamless sleep).

One of Bruce’s best songs be so much enjoyed covering it From his Born To Run album .￼￼

THUNDER ROAD Bruce Springsteen cover

Versión instrumental de un tema que estamos preparando sobre las personas que se encierran en casa con su ordenador y se olvidan de lo hermosa que es la vida. El texto, y quien la cantará, es de Jesús Lainez Betoré  y la foto de Jesús Garcés Campos     

Trampa de algodón 

Otra vez abajo la persiana
y muy cerrada esa puerta
crees tener todo en tu mano
con una  pantalla y un teclado
que con cadenas te ataron a la mesa

Y mientras un YouTuber habla
pasan cienmil días vacíos
que tristes también quisieron ser vividos
pero que nunca quedaron con amigos
para respirar la luz y ver el aire

Escapa de esa trampa de algodón
la soledad no es buena apuesta
una vida especial te espera allá afuera,
que impaciente bella quedó deseando que la llames

Descubre todo un mundo de emoción, 
sendas de amor, amistad o guerras
Te hagan respirar sabor color calor con fuerza
Olas, brisas, azúcar, sedas, pimientas y tormentas

Esto no es lo que tú querías 
lo que habias imaginado
lo que ahora echando estas de menos
de poco en poco fue enterrado
vivencias con el encanto del contacto
   
Y si tu vida iba quedando
triste, amarga y vacía,
vida que está esperando cada día
a que tires la puerta, tomes su mano
y en la cara dibujes la sonrisa

Escapa de esa trampa de algodón
la soledad no es buena apuesta
una vida especial te espera allá afuera,
que impaciente bella quedó deseando que la llames

Descubre todo un mundo de emoción, 
sendas de amor, amistad o guerras
Te hagan respirar sabor color calor con fuerza
Olas, brisas, azúcar, sedas, pimientas y tormentas

Vida que está esperando cada día
a que tires la puerta, tomes su mano
y en la cara dibujes la sonrisa

Trampa De Algodón (versión instrumental)

Black

Chorus
Pull the trigger— on these rhymes
Focus target, bottom line
 Each word impact, like doing time
Ricochet of each other, by my design 
As I unload , as I unload (X4)

Verse 1
Still ——the shimmer of light, coming through the curtains 
the day is not done, outcome’s uncertain 
drop the weight of my shoulder, unload the burden
Exponent the sum of one, connection open
Gonna chill and have some fun, I’m talking floating

Verse 2
I feel up to the level, drop a verse
Bass, mids, and treble, why rehearse 
Bars tight got several, raise a toast 
Going straight through, like a prison ghost
—Some wine,— host with the most
Words bounce off each other, like pinball dope
bounce off each other, like pinball dope
Push ahead, step back, full contact
Calm add reverb
Calm nerves, add reverb
All flavor, got every code
Love of labor, as I unload

Chorus
Pull the trigger on these rhymes
Focus target, bottom line
Each word impact, like doing time
Ricochet of each other, by my design
As I unload , as I unload

As I Unload

Para escuchar la versión de Jesús Lainez  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/luchador-feat-jesus-lainez

LUCHADOR

Se acerca la pausa luchador
Algo va frenando ese reloj
Tus huesos protestan luchador
Y todavía les queda lo peor

Farolas grises luchador
te dejan en la habitación
Cierras tus ojos luchador
tras un mal día otro peor

Recuerda el fuego luchador
que entregaste en la competición
Tu espalda contra el hormigón
Ha dado un claro perdedor

Estribillo

Y el sueño que regresa de nuevo a tu cama
perdió su color y el gris ahora cubre tu cara
Y el fuego que te hizo mover las montañas
ya te abandonó y enfermo no sale de casa

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Se acerca la pausa luchador
algo va frenando ese reloj
Sigues luchando luchador
Para dar a los tuyos lo mejor

Dura lucha luchador
y no se vió en televisión
Pide campana luchador
que todavía queda lo peor

Cierras tus ojos luchador
el fuego ya te abandonó
Tu espalda contra el hormigón
ha dado un claro perdedor

Estribillo

FIGHTER

The break is coming, fighter
Something is slowing down that clock
Your bones are protesting, fighter
And the worst is yet to come

Gray streetlights, fighter
leave you in the room
You close your eyes, fighter
After a bad day, another worse one

Remember the fire, fighter
That you gave in the competition
Your back against the concrete
It has given a clear loser

Chorus

And the dream that returns to your bed again
Lost its color and the gray now covers your face
And the fire that made you move the mountains
Has already left you and, sick, it doesn't leave the house

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The break is coming, fighter
Something is slowing down that clock
You keep fighting, fighter
To give your people the best

Hard fight, fighter
And it wasn't seen on television
Call for the bell, fighter
The worst is yet to come

You close your eyes, fighter
The fire has already left you
Your back against the concrete
It has given a clear loser

Chorus

Luchador (versión instrumental)

Barn Finds - Robert Grigg / Combstead

Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/os-invito-a-pensar-version-original-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión preparada para cantar https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/os-invito-a-pensar-ver-texto

OS INVITO A PENSAR

Soy un hombre de los muchos
que se quejan de su suerte;
de esa “dama” y sus caprichos
que rara vez viene a verme.

Sin embargo, veo otras gentes
sin ninguna preocupación;
eso al menos me parece,
aunque, tal vez, sea una visión.

Pero hoy estando pensando
he visto al fin la realidad
y sin querer me he convencido
de que no me puedo quejar.

Hoy, amigos, os invito a pensar
y conmigo quiero que analicéis
si, a veces, no es injusto ese pesar
producido por la inconformidad.

Si la envidia os arrastra al rencor
yo os ruego que a vuestro lado miréis
para que os percatéis del error
pues tu hermano se encuentra aún peor.

Estribillo

Decidme si no es la verdad
que nos quejamos de vicio:
estemos en cualquier sitio
siempre pedimos ¡más y más!

Decidme si no es la verdad
que al ver sufrir al prójimo
sentimos que el egoísmo 
tergiversa la realidad

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No os pido que aprendáis la lección
que en sí encierra ese tópico refrán
que habla de tontos y de consolación
pues comprendo que no es la solución.


Sólo quiero que escuchéis mi canción:
con su texto y total sinceridad
estudiéis vuestra postura y situación
y entonces ¡sacad la conclusión! 

Estribillo

I INVITE YOU TO THINK

I am one of the many men
who complain about their fate;
about that “lady” and her whims
who rarely comes to see me.

However, I see other people
without any concern;
at least that is what it seems to me,
although, perhaps, it is a vision.

But today, thinking
I have finally seen the reality
and without wanting to, I have convinced myself
that I cannot complain.

Today, friends, I invite you to think
and with me I want you to analyze
if, at times, this sorrow
produced by discontent is not unfair.

If envy drags you to resentment
I beg you to look at your side
so that you realize the error
because your brother is even worse off.

Chorus

Tell me if it is not the truth
that we complain out of vice:
wherever we are
we always ask for more and more!

Tell me if it isn't true
that when we see others suffer
we feel that selfishness
distorts reality

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I'm not asking you to learn the lesson
that is contained in that cliché saying
that speaks of fools and consolation
because I understand that it is not the solution.

I just want you to listen to my song:
with its lyrics and total sincerity
study your position and situation
and then draw the conclusion!

Chorus

OS INVITO A PENSAR

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/riete
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/riete-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/riete-version-original-ver-texto

RÍETE

Te crees situada en el cenit de tu vida
y estás sin darte cuenta que el suelo es de papel
que de un momento a otro te puedes ver vendida
por el sutil pavimento que hay bajo tus pies.

El orgullo no te cabe dentro de tu cuerpo 
al ver que enamoras a los hombres por doquier
y te ríes sin piedad de todo aquel ingenuo
que aspira a tu amor sin ser ni siquiera marqués.

Estribillo

¡Ríete, ríete, ríete!
ahora que está tu suerte
mirando con buena cara
pues quién sabe si mañana
puede ensañarse contigo
y alterar tu fiel destino.

¡Ríete, ríete, ríete!
se nota que te diviertes
tu rostro es como una fiesta
que, aunque crees que es eterna, 
llega el momento en que acaba
y después sólo hay resaca.

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Te crees rodeada de gente que te admira
y no es más que el producto de tu imaginación
en tu pedantería te sientes Afrodita
sobre un sillón que has tallado en pompa y presunción.

Tu ceguera no te deja ver la luz del día
y estás en un mundo de ilusiones irreal
del que puedes despertar con solo una caricia
que te enseñe a conjugar el real verbo amar.

Estribillo

LAUGH

You think you're at the zenith of your life
and you don't realize that the ground is made of paper
that at any moment you could find yourself sold
by the thin pavement beneath your feet.

Your pride overwhelms you
when you see that you charm men everywhere
and you laugh mercilessly at every naive person
who aspires to your love without even being a marquis.

Chorus

Laugh, laugh, laugh!
now that your luck is
looking bright
because who knows if tomorrow
it might turn on you
and alter your faithful destiny.

Laugh, laugh, laugh!
it's obvious you're having fun
your face is like a party
that, although you think it lasts forever,
the moment comes when it ends
and afterward there's only a hangover.

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You think you're surrounded by people who admire you,
but it's nothing more than a figment of your imagination.
In your pedantry, you feel like Aphrodite
on an armchair you've carved with pomp and presumption.

Your blindness prevents you from seeing the light of day,
and you're in an unreal world of illusions
from which you can awaken with just a caress
that teaches you how to conjugate the real verb "to love."

Chorus

RÍETE

Para escuchar la versión cantada por Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira
Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-ac

Y ME PARECE MENTIRA

Te veo y no lo puedo creer:

detengo mis ojos en tu cara

intentando encontrar la mirada

que ayer tanto me hizo padecer

y descubro al instante el presente

que penetra con fuerza en mi mente

destrozando tu imagen de ayer.


Te observo y no consigo entender:

creía reciente aquel verano

salpicado de amores tempranos

teniendo la luna como juez

y la llama de mis ilusiones

que forjó mis primeras canciones

en los más profundo de mi ser.


Comparo, y me parece mentira, 

la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

todavía conservo el perfume

de aquellas mañanas de estío

y el sabor amargo del desprecio

socavando el alma de un crío.


Recuerdo y soy tu esclavo otra vez:

navego en los mares de tus ojos

inundando la noche de gozo

sembrando esperanza por mi piel

pero arribo a tu puerto y zozobro

y mi gozo se torna en sollozos 

al oír que no hay nada que hacer.


Comparo, y me parece mentira,
 
la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

¿quién no guarda la risa o el llanto

de aquel primer beso de ensueño?

risa para el que apuró buen vino

llanto el que brindó con veneno.

AND IT SEEMS LIKE A LIE

I see you and I can't believe it:

I fix my eyes on your face

trying to find the gaze

that made me suffer so much yesterday

and I instantly discover the present

which penetrates my mind with force

shattering your image of yesterday.

I watch you and I can't understand:

I thought that summer was recent

spattered with early loves

having the moon as my judge

and the flame of my dreams

that forged my first songs

in the depths of my being.

I compare, and it seems like a lie,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

I still retain the scent

of those summer mornings

and the bitter taste of contempt

undermining the soul of a child.

I remember and I am your slave again:

I sail the seas of your eyes

flooding the night with joy

sowing hope through my skin

but I arrive at your port and capsize

and my joy turns to sobs

when I hear there's nothing to be done.

I compare, and it seems untrue,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

Who doesn't remember the laughter or the tears

of that first dreamy kiss?

Laughter for the one who drank good wine

Crying for the one who toasted with poison.

Y me parece mentira

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mama
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mama-version-original-ver-texto


MAMÁ

En un viejo pueblo vi la luz
en un largo día de calor
¡oh! cuánto sufriste tú
pero lo aguantaste con amor.

Fui creciendo y soy mayor
pero no puedo olvidar
de mi niñez el calor
de mi querida mamá.

Estribillo

Mamá, mamá, ya no soy un niño
mamá, mamá, pero mi cariño
sigue siendo el mismo ¡oh! mamá.
Mamá, mamá, cuando yo estoy lejos
mamá, mamá, me miro al espejo
y te veo en mis ojos ¡oh! mamá.

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Tú le diste vida a mi ser
me educaste siempre con bondad
tú me has hecho hombre de bien
dime ¿qué más me puedes ya dar?

Por eso te canto hoy
esta sencilla canción
te canto tal como soy
con todo mi corazón.

Estribillo

MOM

In an old town, I saw the light
on a long, hot day
Oh! How much you suffered
but you endured it with love.

I grew up and I'm older
but I can't forget
from my childhood the warmth
of my dear mom.

Chorus

Mom, mom, I'm no longer a child
Mom, mom, but my love
remains the same
Oh! Mom.
Mom, mom, when I'm far away
Mom, mom, I look in the mirror
and I see you in my eyes
Oh! Mom.

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You gave life to my being
You always raised me with kindness
You have made me a good man
Tell me, what more can you give me?

That's why I sing you today
this simple song
I sing you just as I am
with all my heart.

Chorus

MAMÁ

This original Elven song tells the story of Ithiliël, a maiden who yearns for her beloved Eliriël. She prays to the Star-Queen, Elbereth, and the Sacred Light, seeking guidance and reunion with her love.

As she follows the light of a star, Ithiliël is led to a secret haven where she is reunited with Eliriël, and they share a tender moment, meeting for the first time in pure innocence. The song culminates with the lovers embracing, and Eliriël whispering Ithiliël's name in a heartfelt moment.

Through this original song, we aimed to explore themes of love, longing, hope, and the power of divine guidance. 

Instruments and Vocals Recorded by Joran Elane at "Loriann's Lounge" Studios (Bavaria /Germany)
Musical Mixing by Joran Elane
Additional Instruments and Musical Production by Eliseo Mauas Pinto at "Two Oaks" Studios (Buenos Aires / Argentina) January 2025
Design by Glenvore-art
© ℗ 2025 Glenvore Music"


Joran Elane's links:
linktr.ee/joran_elane

Mauas Pinto’s links:
bit.ly/m/branawen

Celtic Starlight (Instrumental)

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Para escuchar la versión de Stewart MacLean  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodoras-song-feat-stewart-maclean
Para escuchar la versión en español  con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora-dorita-feat-mv
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora
Para escuchar la versión a capela con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora-dorita-ac
Para escuchar la versión a capela con Martin T.  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/heliodora-ac-mt

HELIODORA – New Version

Verse 1
She wakes with the sun, forgets where it shone
Her hands still remember the life she’s known
Like river stones, shaped by the stream
She built her days from a distant dream

Verse 2
A fire inside, no shelter, no guide
She held her ground, with no one beside
No luck to lean on, just quiet grace
She held her home in a fierce embrace

Chorus
Heliodora, your name is a song
Soft but steady, brave and strong
Even as time lets the memories fall
Your spirit stays, and it sings through us all

Verse 3
She lived through her hands, in silence and light
Carried her love through the longest night
The weight of her choices, heavy but true
She gave what she had, she always came through

Bridge 
The past turns to blur, like a watercolor sky
Each line on her face, a soft, shining trace
Heliodora still glows in time’s quiet embrace

Chorus
Heliodora, your name is a song
Soft but steady, brave and strong
Even as time lets the memories fall
Your spirit stays, and it sings through us all

Oh Heliodora


HELIODORA – Nueva Versión

Verso 1
Despierta con el sol, olvida dónde brilló.
Sus manos aún recuerdan la vida que conoció.
Como piedras de río, moldeadas por la corriente.
Construyó sus días desde un sueño lejano.

Verso 2
Un fuego interior, sin refugio, sin guía.
Se mantuvo firme, sin nadie a su lado.
Sin suerte en la que apoyarse, solo gracia serena.
Sujetó su hogar con un abrazo feroz.

Coro:
Heliodora, tu nombre es una canción.
Suave pero firme, valiente y fuerte.
Aunque el tiempo deje caer los recuerdos,
Tu espíritu permanece, y canta a través de todos nosotros.

Verso 3
Vivió a través de sus manos, en silencio y luz.
Llevó su amor a través de la noche más larga.
El peso de sus decisiones, pesado pero verdadero.
Dio lo que tenía, siempre salió adelante.

Puente:
El pasado se vuelve borroso, como un cielo de acuarela.
Cada línea en su rostro, un rastro suave y brillante.
Heliodora aún brilla en la quietud del tiempo. Abrazo

Coro
Heliodora, tu nombre es una canción
Suave pero firme, valiente y fuerte
Aunque el tiempo deje caer los recuerdos
Tu espíritu permanece y canta a través de todos nosotros

Oh, Heliodora

Heliodora (Feat. Martin T.)

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/luchador-version-instrumental

LUCHADOR (Texto de Jesús Lainez Betoré)

Se acerca la pausa luchador
Algo va frenando ese reloj
Tus huesos protestan luchador
Y todavía les queda lo peor

Farolas grises luchador
te dejan en la habitación
Cierras tus ojos luchador
tras un mal día otro peor

Recuerda el fuego luchador
que entregaste en la competición
Tu espalda contra el hormigón
Ha dado un claro perdedor

Estribillo

Y el sueño que regresa de nuevo a tu cama
perdió su color y el gris ahora cubre tu cara
Y el fuego que te hizo mover las montañas
ya te abandonó y enfermo no sale de casa

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Se acerca la pausa luchador
algo va frenando ese reloj
Sigues luchando luchador
Para dar a los tuyos lo mejor

Dura lucha luchador
y no se vió en televisión
Pide campana luchador
que todavía queda lo peor

Cierras tus ojos luchador
el fuego ya te abandonó
Tu espalda contra el hormigón
ha dado un claro perdedor

Estribillo

FIGHTER

The break is approaching, fighter
Something is slowing down that clock
Your bones protest, fighter
And the worst is yet to come

Gray streetlights, fighter
leave you in the room
You close your eyes, fighter
after a bad day, another worse

Remember the fire, fighter
that you gave in the competition
Your back against the concrete
Has given a clear loser

Chorus

And the sleep that returns to your bed
lost its color and gray now covers your face
And the fire that made you move mountains
has already abandoned you and sick, he won't leave the house

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The break is approaching, fighter
something is slowing down that clock
You keep fighting, fighter
To give your people the best

Tough fight, fighter
and it wasn't seen on television
Call for the bell, fighter
the worst is yet to come

You close your eyes, fighter
the fire has already abandoned you
Your back against the concrete
has given a clear loser

Chorus

LUCHADOR (Feat. Jesús Lainez)

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/tu-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión de Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/tucantada
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/tu-version-original-ver-texto

TÚ

Tú, el manantial
donde aplacar
la sed que siento
tú, como un vergel
con leche y miel
en el desierto.

Tú, el huracán
para arrasar
tristes recuerdos
tú, mi talismán
y ángel guardián
cuando me duermo

Tú, un corazón
una canción
que alegra mi alma
tú, eres la paz
y el bienestar
eres la calma

Estribillo

Nadie como tú ha sabido amarme
¿quién mejor que tú ha podido herirme?
tú, espejo mágico donde me observo
tú, diario íntimo donde me sincero.

Nadie como tú ha de conocerme
¿quién mejor que tú ha de delatarme?
tú, estrella errante en la que sueño
tú, almohada blanca donde me despierto.

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Tú, que si te vas
mi cuerpo está
como desnudo
tú, cubres mi piel
hoy como ayer
como un susurro.

Tú, el huracán
para arrasar
tristes recuerdos
tú, mi talismán
y ángel guardián
cuando me duermo

Tú, un corazón
una canción
que alegra mi alma
tú, eres la paz
y el bienestar
eres la calma

Estribillo

YOU

You, the spring
where I can quench
my thirst
you, like an orchard
with milk and honey
in the desert.

You, the hurricane
to sweep away
sad memories
you, my talisman
and guardian angel
when I fall asleep

You, a heart
a song
that cheers my soul
you, are peace
and well-being
you are calm

Chorus

No one has known how to love me like you
who better than you could hurt me?

You, magic mirror where I observe myself

You, intimate diary where I open up.

No one can know me like you
who better than you could betray me?

You, wandering star on which I dream

You, white pillow where I wake up.

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You, if you leave,
my body is
as if naked.
You cover my skin
today as yesterday
like a whisper.

You, the hurricane
to sweep away
sad memories.

You, my talisman
and guardian angel
when I fall asleep.

You, a heart
a song
that cheers my soul.

You are peace
and well-being.

You are calm.

Chorus

TÚ (Feat. Luana Ruff)

Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-quiero-verte-ac

NO QUIERO VERTE

Somos como dos pajarillos
viviendo en un plácido nido...
sin apenas conocerse;
somos unos desconocidos
jugando a cambiar de camino…
con el riesgo de perderse.

Y es que somos a la vez
carne y uña, risa y llanto:
dos que no se pueden ver...
¡pero que se quieren tanto!

Estribillo

No quiero verte porque sé que te adoro
no quiero verte porque sé que luego lloro
y no puedo estar sin ti;
te diría que te quiero como un loco...
pero sé que en tu vida yo no soy
ese amor que sabe a poco
y prefiero estar sin ti.

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Somos como dos enemigos
luchando en eterno conflicto…
pero que no han de matarse;
somos todavía dos niños
buscando el juguete perdido…
y es hora de despertarse.

Y es que somos a la vez
mar y arena, nieve y menta:
algo que no puede ser...
¡si primero no se intenta!

Estribillo

I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU

We are like two little birds
living in a placid nest ...
without hardly knowing each other;
we are strangers
playing to change the way ...
at the risk of getting lost.

And it is that we are at the same time
flesh and nail, laughter and crying:
two that cannot be seen ...
But they love each other so much!

Chorus

I don't want to see you because I know that I adore you
I don't want to see you because I know that I cry later
And I can't be without you
I would tell you that I love you like crazy ...
but I know that in your life I am not
that love that knows little
And I'd rather be without you

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We are like two enemies
fighting in eternal conflict ...
but they are not to be killed;
we are still two children
looking for the lost toy ...
And it's time to wake up

And it is that we are at the same time
sea and sand, snow and mint:
something that can't be ...
If you don't try first!

Chorus

No quiero verte (Feat. Martin T.)

Summersong

A song about anxiety and depression that people around you don't notice

I DON'T FEEL RIGHT  (LYRICS BADTRIPP INC, MUSIC BY BADTRIPP INC/SUNO AI)
My mind is reaching out to people that I meet
Sounds disturb the night so tight and so sweet
My heart is searching for someone to know
But when the game is over I have to go

Take away all my pain
make me dry in the rain
Let me try all in vain
drive me holy insane

My thoughts go back to times that I've seen
Images fill me with things I could have been
My soul is running for safety and for cover
And the years go by as I look for a lover

Touch me deep inside
fill my mind so wide
Take me on a ride
I need a place to hide

I am all alone in this empty town
I'm always here, always on my own
Memories from the past flash through my mind
Pictures of you touch my aching heart

Here comes another night
filling me with fright
I don't feel alright
when I turn out the light

I don't feel right

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)

Hallucinophonics - "White Eyes"
From the shadowed corridors of consciousness comes our latest transmission—a haunting exploration of the liminal spaces between life and death, reality and reverie.
"White Eyes" ventures into the darker chambers of the psyche, where ancient mansions hold memories that refuse to fade and spirits walk through candle-lit halls seeking what was lost. This track weaves together vintage Hammond organ, ethereal guitars, and atmospheric soundscapes to create a sonic séance that bridges the earthly and the eternal.
Crafted with analog warmth and cosmic intention, the song builds from whispered beginnings to transcendent climax, embodying our mission to articulate the ineffable through sound.
Experience the extraordinary by closing your eyes and letting the phantom guide you through the hall where time grows pale.
🕯️ Launching September 2025
🌌 Where the cerebral meets the celestial
Produced with vintage instruments and modern vision
Mixed in analog warmth
Mastered for cosmic transmission

White Eyes

This is a preview of a track that was inspired by a conversation I heard between a group discussing 'work' they had  done. I exaggerated it for impact.  Thanks for listening.

TWEAKMENTS

“Left Behind,” a song about relationship insecurity, can be found on our debut album, “Carbonic.”

Left Behind

“Hypnosis” is a song I wrote with Alton Bridge about the way some get caught up in the illusion of beauty and perfection. It’s about how easy it is to be drawn into a world built on appearances, where everything looks good on the outside but feels empty inside. I wanted to capture that moment when you realize the truth and start searching for something deeper. The song moves through that emotional shift from being mesmerized to waking up. At its core, it’s about learning to find happiness within yourself, not in the illusion the world tries to sell you.

HYPNOSIS

War Criminal - Single by Turbo-Laser https://music.apple.com/gb/album/war-criminal-single/1848306310

War Criminal

First pass of HYPE, a couple of soundtrack style vibes

HYPE

 Perdona

Cuando soñaba mirando al mar,
en aquella playa desierta,
ausente por completo del lugar,
pues mi mente no estaba despierta,
vi una figura en lontananza
que poco a poco se acercaba
a donde yo me encontraba:
me puse en pie, te reconocí 
y eché a correr hacia ti.

Estribillo

Perdona, lo siento,
Te dije ansioso
Tranquilo, lo entiendo,
Estabas nervioso.
Cuántos poderosos lazos
se rompieron sin razón,
pero al fin hicimos caso
a la voz del corazón.
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Las suaves olas besaban la piel
la arena acariciaba
con un suave masaje nuestros pies
y la brisa nos mimaba la cara
en un paseo maravilloso
donde hablamos ya sin enojo,
sin rastro de malos rollos,
de evitar cualquier sinvivir
que nos haga volver a decir.

Estribillo

Forgive Me

When I dreamed, gazing at the sea,
on that deserted beach,
completely absent from the place,
for my mind was not awake,
I saw a figure in the distance
that slowly approached
where I stood:
I stood up, recognized you
and ran towards you.

Chorus

Forgive me, I'm sorry,
I told you anxiously.
Relax, I understand,
You were nervous.

How many powerful bonds
were broken for no reason,
but in the end we listened
to the voice of our hearts.

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The gentle waves kissed our skin,
the sand caressed
our feet with a soft massage,
and the breeze pampered our faces
on a wonderful walk
where we spoke without anger,
without a trace of bad feelings,
avoiding any unease
that would make us say it again.

Chorus

Perdona

Playthrough Video:
https://youtu.be/q6POBhjBTxw

Composed, performed, arranged, and produced by nNIMAa.

The Frequency

Fall in Love

Fall In Love

This song I wrote about a seductress. A woman who try's to steal your man! Allan Barton is on guitar. Copyright@2017

Summer Blues

Way Down Under

Me llamo Juan Francisco Bueno Olóriz, soy músico, compositor, letrista y toco la guitarra y el piano. Desde niño me ha gustado componer la letra y la música de mis canciones, primero de forma autodidacta y poco a poco de forma profesional, después de mucho esfuerzo y estudio. 

Mi titulación en el Conservatorio Superior de Música de Zaragoza (España) es de profesor superior de Pedagogía Musical. Tengo estudios de armonía, contrapunto, fuga, composición, arreglos musicales y además he sido profesor de Estética, Historia de la Música, de la Cultura y del Arte en los conservatorios de Tudela y Tarazona (España)

Mis canciones las han cantado artistas de la talla de Luana Ruff, Sebastian, Jesús Lainez,  Manuel Palomino, Joelblesseddd,  Paco Cuenca, Mara Oldfield, Dazz Deva, Ana López Lorente o Carmen París y trabajo con grandes profesionales como el pianista José María Berdejo, el saxo Maiker Rivero, el guitarrista Nacho Abril, el chelista Pablo Baleta y el ingeniero de sonido Juan Miguel Sánchez en el estudio de grabación SIN/CON/PASIONES.

También he compuesto música para videos y documentales, fugas, invenciones, imitaciones canónicas, música modal etc. 

2014: semifinalista en el International Songwriting Competition (ISC)
2023: Special Prize en el 2nd ISAC International Popular Music Composition Competition
 2023: Gold Prize en el Franz Schubert International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2023: Second Prize en el Vivaldi International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2023: Absolute First Prize in The Bach International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2024: Third Prize at the Dubai ProMusic Competition en la categoría de Música Clásica Original.

My name is Juan Francisco Bueno Olóriz, I am a musician, composer, lyricist and I play the guitar and piano. Since I was a child I have liked to compose the lyrics and music of my songs, first as a self-taught person and little by little as a professional, after a lot of effort and study.

My degree from the Conservatorio Superior de Música de Zaragoza (Spain) is as a higher professor of Musical Pedagogy. I have studied harmony, counterpoint, fugue, composition, musical arrangements and I have also been a professor of Aesthetics, History of Music, Culture and Art at the conservatories of Tudela and Tarazona (Spain)

My songs have been sung by artists such as Luana Ruff, Sebastian, Jesús Lainez, Manuel Palomino, Joelblesseddd, Paco Cuenca, Mara Oldfield, Dazz Deva, Ana López Lorente or Carmen París and I work with great professionals such as the pianist José María Berdejo, the saxophonist Maiker Rivero, the guitarist Nacho Abril, the cellist Pablo Baleta and the sound engineer Juan Miguel Sánchez in the recording studio SIN/CON/PASIONES.

I have also composed music for videos and documentaries, fugues, inventions, canonical imitations, modal music, etc.

2014: Semi-finalist at the International Songwriting Competition (ISC)
2023: Special Prize at the 2nd ISAC International Popular Music Composition Competition
2023: Gold Prize at the Franz Schubert International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2023: Second Prize at the Vivaldi International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2023: Absolute First Prize in The Bach International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2024: Third Prize at the Dubai ProMusic Competition in the Original Classical Music category.

Trampa De Algodón (versión instrumental)

Juan Fco. Bueno