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Medusa

Te fui a ver y ya no estás
Al fin ahora si me empataste
Aunque creo que te fuiste ya sin avisar
Solo espero estés muy bien
Allá

No era como antes
Así no es como debe ser
Volvamos a vernos
Vamos a repetirnos

Vamos a encontrarnos 
Donde vimos ese árbol
Nos quisimos mucho tiempo
No pudimos mantenerlos 
Fuimos tontos
Fuimos ciegos

Te fui a ver y ya no estás
Al fin ahora si me empataste
Aunque creo que te fuiste ya sin avisar
Solo espero estés muy bien
Allá

Repetirnos

La rica

The drive doesn’t end when the picture is taken. It keeps going.

This album lives in the moments after memory settles. Late-night highways, empty gas stations, radios left on for comfort, and the slow realization that not every journey needs a destination. These songs aren’t about heartbreak at its loudest. They’re about what comes after, when the noise fades and motion becomes its own kind of healing.

Built around warm analog textures, steady rhythms, long instrumental passages, and restrained vocals, this record is meant to be played start to finish. It’s music for driving without urgency, thinking without spiraling, and letting the road carry the weight for a while.

If you connected with Polaroids of a Moving Car, this is the world it leaves behind.

Put it on. Keep driving.

— AZSolo

Windows Down, No Destination

Expression transcends words. Light bends into meaning, emotion into form. This track captures the moment when understanding no longer needs translation—when presence itself becomes language.

Medusa

(No Huyas)

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