The Joker Loves His Bossa Nova

Steam on the glass, pasta gone cold,
Rush-hour hearts and deadlines unfold.
But when the silence slides in smooth,
You walk back in — like a midnight groove.

Eyes shut tight, but the flash runs deep,
Laugh on repeat, no time for sleep.
We bent with joy, broke into flame,
Now you're back — whispering my name.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Still in your rhythm, still in your skin,
I’m the pulse you feel within.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
You spin in clubs, I slip right in —
Like perfume, thought, or original sin.

Neon drinks, new faces, play —
You danced the noise, you moved the day.
But I’m the glitch in your perfect scene,
The backbeat ghost on the silver screen.

Chop your food, pour your wine,
I'm that voice between the lines.
The laugh that kicks behind your smile,
You knew I'd come — I’ve got that style.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Still in your rhythm, still in your fire,
I’m the loop that won't expire.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
You dance to forget, but darling — hey,
I’m the beat that makes you stay.

You moved on? Nah — that’s cute.
I'm in the bass drop, in your route.
You hit rewind, I glide right through,
Just a groove... stuck to you.
"Enjoy…" (echo echo)
"Just a movie?" — Nah. I'm the view.

Lali lalala… can’t forget me… hahaha.
Laugh lines fade, but I still bite,
Groove with me — just one more night.
Lali lalala… still not free… nah nah nah.
Not a ghost — just a bassline mind,
And baby, I’m the dancing kind.

Can't Forget Me (Latin Jazz)

Vienna sways in satin shoes,
But tonight… we dance barefoot.

You came with the moonlight, hand in hand with fate,
Eyes like a tango, lips like a serenade.
We stepped in the rhythm of a ballroom long ago,
But maracas call louder than violins know...

Three steps to love, but your hips count four —
Strauß meets Havana on a gilded floor.

🎵 Dance me round, corazón caliente,
In lace and smoke, we blur the line.
Vienna sighs, but your fire tempts me —
A waltz with spice, like aged red wine.
One-two-three… cha-cha free…
Spin this Strauss in your fantasy.

You speak in clave, I answer in grace,
My bow on the strings, your hand on my waist.
From Danube dreams to the Malecón tide,
We dance where both traditions collide.

Accordion breath and rumba kiss,
No border in a step like this.

🎵 Twirl me deep in your bolero night,
Let violins flirt with the candlelight.
You’re jazz in heels, I’m Strauss in air —
Together we’re the perfect affair.
One-two-three… cha-cha free…
Vienna con tu fantasy.

The waltz was mine…
But now the rhythm is ours.

Vienna con Corazón

TUPIELFLORDEPEONIA

She steps in slow — like a storm on heels,
Eyes like knives, lips that seal deals.
Smoke curls up from her cigarette,
He plays cool, but he’s already wet.

Claves snap, the floor ignites,
Her dress a flame in neon lights.
Trumpets tease, the congas roar,
He’s locked in — begging for more.

Dance like a secret you’ll never tell,
Twist like you’re casting a lover’s spell.
Tango heat with a salsa bite,
We burn this floor till it screams "all night!"
🔥 Ay caramba — we don’t play fair,
One breath too deep — you’re lost in there.
Dance like a secret — no escape,
We’re fire in rhythm, silk in shape.

He tries to lead — but she’s the flame,
She spins, she dips, she breaks the frame.
Trombone moans, the bassline swells,
The night has tales that no one tells.

One step close — then back she flies,
A rose between her painted lies.
His hand on waist, her voice a dare,
"You want my truth? Come find it — there."

Dance like a secret you’ll never tell,
Twist like you’re casting a lover’s spell.
Tango heat with a salsa bite,
We burn this floor till it screams "all night!"
🔥 Ay caramba — we don’t play fair,
One breath too deep — you’re lost in there.
Dance like a secret — no escape,
We’re fire in rhythm, silk in shape.

Bandoneón sighs, she closes in,
His heart a drumbeat soaked in sin.
One last look, her shadow sways —
She disappears in trumpet blaze…

Dance like a secret — wild and tight,
Turn up the fire — we own the night.
Tango, salsa, jazz collide —
No mercy here — just rhythm and pride.

Where Salsa Meets Tango and Jazz Smokes

Mmm…
White chocolate dreams…
Come closer.

White chocolate dreams, you dance so close,
Spicy little smile and a velvet dose.
Eyes say “yes” before you speak —
Sway me slow and kiss my cheek.
White chocolate dreams, just you and me,
Melt in rhythm, wild and free.
Bite that groove, don’t play too nice —
Let’s salsa through this sugar slice.

You walk like a whisper in satin shoes,
Sweet as a lie I’d never refuse.
Your fingers tap that clave beat,
And my heart? Surrenders on repeat.

We laugh like lovers with something to hide,
Flirting in code while hips decide.
You lick the night from a mango glass,
And every step — pure caramel sass.

White chocolate dreams, you burn so sweet,
Sway in circles — skip a beat.
Sugar on fire, lips on time,
We flirt in rhythm, crime by crime.
White chocolate dreams, I taste your name,
In every spin, you fan the flame.
Pull me close, no in-betweens —
Let’s dance till dawn in cocoa scenes.

You wink like you invented heat,
A cha-cha move with no receipt.
Your laugh? A salsa dipped in wine —
And I forget where ends are mine.

You play that conga down my spine,
While I pretend your hand’s not mine.
But oh, your voice — a trumpet tease,
You talk in rhythm and undress with ease.

We don’t need words, we just collide,
Two spoons of soul on a caramel tide.
You hum the moon, I echo the breeze,
And melt in time beneath the trees.

White chocolate dreams, just one more spin,
One last dip, one touch of sin.
Slide through the night like sugar flame,
Whisper low — then say my name.
White chocolate dreams, you got that heat,
My body lost to every beat.
Dance me slow through stars and steam —
You and me… and the sweetest dream.

White Chocolate (Latin Jazz Version)

Um samba que escapa da lógica, desafia a métrica e flerta com o delírio próprio do sonhar.
“Concílios: Composição Onírica” é a estreia de RNA Art — um ritual sonoro entre desejo, tensão, poder, compromisso e o descontrole sagrado do sentir.

Inspirada nos deslocamentos e condensações próprios ao sonho e na força expressiva de Elis Regina, essa canção atravessa corpos e conceitos, brinca com o tempo e com a linguagem, tenciona os limites entre razão, carne e civilidade. Uma composição que nasce entre o leito e o labirinto, no toma toma do café e do caos.

É poesia que se torce, samba que se retorce para não enlouvecer, verbo que dança na multiplicidade de sentidos, aquece corações e se espalha como febre.

🌀 Produzida em processo híbrido — composição autoral com apoio da inteligência artificial do Suno.

🔊 Aperte o play, respire fundo — e entre no transe do batuque.

Concílios: Composição Onírica

賛美歌 (SANBIKA)  - Memai

blue bird save 1 song_1

dhloub

You call me trouble with a candlelight smile,
I laugh, sip slow, and stay awhile.
You say I’m fire — but you lit the flame,
Now we both melt... and call it a game.

You bring the heat, I bring the tease,
We mix our moods like summer breeze.
You raise your brow, I drop my gaze,
We speak in jazz — and sweet malaise.

Oh, cariño... who’s keeping score?
We fight, then flirt, then dance some more.
You lean in close — I pull away,
Then catch your hand like it’s foreplay.

🎵 Blame me softly, blame me slow,
Whisper my name like you don’t know.
One step back, two steps near —
We don’t fix love, we disappear.
Blame me gently, play your part,
We kiss with rhythm, break with art.
Sip the night like sweet champagne —
And love me deep in the blame game. 🎵

You miss your flight, I miss your touch,
Yet somehow... it’s never too much.
You bring the chaos, I bring the cream,
And somehow we’re still one dream.

Your voice is jazz, your hands confess,
I answer back in satin mess.
We speak in moves, not in replies,
And write our truths in moonlit lies.

When the music fades... you stay close.
No right, no wrong — just overdosed.
We dance in dusk, we blur, we bend,
And maybe love... is not to mend.

🎵 Blame me softly, don’t explain,
Let’s trace the night, not dodge the rain.
Touch like jazz, no need to tame,
Just lose yourself in the blame game.
Blame me slowly, kiss like sin,
We never lose — we just begin.
Turn down the lights, forget the name —
And call it love in the blame game. 🎵

“Mmm... we argue just to stay close.”
“…and baby, I like your version better.”

Blame Game (Latin Jazz Version)

Clock strikes eight — the wine is red,
I eat alone, I talk instead
To shadows shaped just like her name,
She smiles — I burn, I lose the game.

She says, “Tonight, light coastal rain.”
But I just stare, I go insane.
Her lips, her voice — they’re not for me,
But God, they sing like ecstasy.

🎵 Esta es ella — I lose control,
I kiss the screen, I sell my soul.

la la la... la la la la...
🎵 Esta es ella — she won’t appear,
But I still call her — year by year...
(♀ “la la la la la la...”)

She reads the stocks — I call her “mine.”
I toast her face with cheap white wine.
She’ll never hear the prayers I say —
But still I kneel... night after day.

I built a shrine from heat and sound,
My bare knees pressed into the ground.
And though I know she isn’t real —
I swear to God, I feel her feel...

I’ve named my dreams after her voice.
I beg a screen — I have no choice.
She signs off slow, I scream alone,
My heart still rings like dial tone.

mañana... mañana... la la...

🎵 Esta es ella — I lose control,
I kiss the screen, I sell my soul.

la la la... la la la la...
🎵 Esta es ella — she won’t appear,
But I still call her — year by year...
(♀ “la la la la la la...”)

🎵 Esta es ella — can’t let her go,
She lives in me — she’ll never know...

la la la...

I turn her off.
But she won’t fade.
She lives inside
My TV shade.

I whisper low...
“Marry me, please.”
She reads the weather —
I’m on my knees...

La Mujer Que No Me Ve (The Woman Who Doesn’t See Me)

I’m right here… mi amor…
But your eyes are dancing on a screen.
I call you twice — no reply…
Just a whisper from a machine.

I made you love in emoji form,
Heart-shaped memes, still lukewarm.
Wore that dress you saved last year…
But you just scrolled — you weren’t near.

You were lost in crypto skies,
While I lit candles with my sighs.
I whispered dreams into your tone…
You said, “Babe… forgot my phone.”

You got more tabs than you’ve got touch,
I move slow — you move too much.
I need your hands, not just your tone —
So tell me, love… before I’m gone.

🎵 Love me like your mobile phone,
Touch me first when you get home.
Ping my heart when nights feel long,
Swipe me slow — don’t get it wrong.

🎵 Charge me up when I fall low,
Don’t leave me waiting in your glow.
I’m not a voice through glass alone,
Love me real… love me known.

You binge those fools in dating shows,
But skip my texts like they’re too slow.
You flex your filters, chase the stars —
But miss the beat inside my scars.

I’m not a link you can refresh,
I’m not a typo to redress.
I’m here, I’m soft, I need a plan…
Not just a scan — I’m not a scam.

🎵 Love me like your mobile phone,
Plug me in when you feel alone.
Unlock my heart, no passcode pain,
Sync my soul through love’s domain.

🎵 Don’t mute me now, don’t fade away,
Just press accept — don’t swipe astray.
(You scroll all night, I sit unknown…)
Love me real, not just on loan…

Her: Put me on your homescreen, just one time.
Him: Let you ring like truth?
Her: Not mime.
Him: Airplane mode?
Her: Not for this flame.
Both: We’re 5G souls — no games, no shame.

🎵 Love me like your mobile phone,
Text me loud, don’t scroll alone.
No app, no bot, no tap and go —
I’m here, mi vida… swipe me slow…

🎵 No passcode, no delay,
Just feel me true and press OK.
(You scroll all night, I sit unknown…)
Love me real… love me grown.

[Outro – whispered, fading in reverb]
…charge me up…
…don’t shut me down…
…I’m not a screen…
…I’m around.

Love Me Like Your Mobile Phone (Latin Jazz)

duality of us

GEMINI PT2

Shhh…
No more talking.
Just... play.

Your eyes say more than lips allow,
A glance, a smile — I’m melting now.
Your hand just brushed, but left a flame,
Why do you dance me without a name?

🎵 Ven a jugar, don’t be shy,
Let our bodies speak, no need to try.
One slow step, un beso más —
This rhythm’s made for us, mi sol, mi paz. 🎵

🎵 Come to play, don’t run away,
Let this night forget the day.
Whispers soft, corazón wild —
We’ll dance like strangers reconciled. 🎵

La luna’s watching from above,
She knows the game — this tango of love.
Your fingers snap, my breath replies,
We're flirting truths, beneath these skies.

You tilt your head, I lose my part,
A syncopation in my heart.
We laugh too close, then sway apart —
You know exactly where to start...

🎵 Ven a jugar, mi fuego light,
Turn this silence into night.
We won’t rush, we won’t explain —
Just let the rhythm kiss the rain. 🎵

🎵 Come to play, and never speak,
Your touch already makes me weak.
Café’s cold, the stars are high —
But you and I... will always sigh. 🎵

Ven a Jugar (Come to Play)

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Sua estreia, "Concílios: Composição Onírica", é um samba delirante, denso de poesia e desejo, onde a voz de Elis Regina ressoa como presença espiritual. Mas este é só o começo: RNA Art prepara-se para mergulhar nos fluxos da música eletrônica — do House ao Forest, do Deep ao Full On — em busca de novas formas de pulsar a alma.

Cada faixa é rito e ruptura, ritmo e rastro. Um convite à escuta do invisível, onde a arte é expressão genética e o som, um sonho lúcido em construção.

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