cielo celestial🌺 (cesar capitolio freestyle)

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

una historia de una relación en la que ha crecido el sentimiento y comienzan a sufrir la lejanía.

ME ESTAS DOLIENDO.mp3

TE AMO by HMWME

Releasing October 03 on all platforms.

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TE AMO

siempre hablamos de mi música y te hablo por aquí otra vez

Regala a tu esposa un sentimiento que no olvide, pero mas que eso, sostenlo. aprende a hacerle sentir que es única y que es afortunada de tener un hombre como tu en su vida.

MI ESPOSA

enamora a un artista, y vivirás, para siempre, en su arte

continente

reconocer un error y saber pedir perdón cuando te equivocas, puede ser la diferencia entre una familia unida o una ruta. 

no destruyas tu familia por no tener el valor de reconocer un error! el futuro de tus hijos es muy diferente si viven una separación. 

HE SIDO UN TONTO.wav

rihanna- te amo (piano)

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RAPAZIADAAAA ESTA LIBERADA A FAMOSA FURALOO BLANKSTEP 133 BPM TIKTOK OFFICIALE 2023

Essa faixa mergulha nas profundezas da dor emocional, onde o amor foi negado e o ódio virou brincadeira. Com versos intensos e refrões que ecoam como cicatrizes, “Te Odeio” fala sobre a confusão dos sentimentos e o peso de se ouvir o que nunca se quis.  “Te Odeio” é mais que uma música, é um grito contido, um desabafo de quem foi ferido por palavras que deveriam nunca ter sido ditas.

Te odeio

te amo

This song evoke a romantic athmosphere for your party.

Addy Deejay - Te amo (reworked)

YUKON x TE AMO

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Life hits us all. The marital crisis of my second relationship meant that for a while there was no shoulder, no ear, no friendship, no family I could lean on to vent my pain.. 

So at least to vent everything that was going through my mind at that time, I started writing poems about everything I felt, everything I discovered, everything I learned, every reference 
More than 200 poems written in less than half a year gave me the idea of turning them into songs and this has been the result.

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

Escritor de poesias, autor de romance e compositor. Com o som, dei voz à minha escrita, transformei poesias em canções e sentimentos em melodia.

Poet, romance author, and songwriter. Through sound, I gave voice to my writing, turning poetry into songs and feelings into melody.

Addy Deejay is a creator of atmosphere—an artist for whom music is more than rhythm; it’s a language that speaks straight to the heart. With roots in DJ work going back to the age of 16, in 1996, he has spent decades shaping his sound and refining the way he connects with people through music.

Inspired by organic vibrations and the depth of sounds that tell stories, he explores the spaces between organic house, deep house, tech, techno, and afro house, crafting sets and productions that breathe emotion, energy, and authenticity.

Each track is designed as a journey—from warm, melodic subtleties to powerful pulses that pull you out of the ordinary. Addy Deejay always seeks the balance between technique and feeling, between minimalism and intensity, giving the music room to do what it does best: slip into your soul and stay there.

If you’re looking for a sound that moves your body while soothing your mind, you’re in the right place.

HMWME ("hum with me"), a talented and upcoming house and techno artist from Stockholm, Sweden. Known for his infectious beats and electrifying performances, HMWME is quickly making waves in the electronic music scene.

HMWME creates a unique fusion of house and techno, taking listeners on a sonic journey that transcends boundaries and defies expectations. 

HMWME's passion for music started at an early age. Influenced by the city's rich musical heritage and the diverse sounds he encountered in local clubs and underground parties, he began experimenting with DJing and producing his own tracks. 

As HMWME's popularity continues to grow, he has become a sought-after performer. His dynamic sets are a testament to his ability to read the crowd and create an unforgettable atmosphere, igniting dancefloors and leaving a lasting impression on every audience.

With a bright future ahead, HMWME is set to become a driving force in the global electronic music scene. Stay tuned for his latest releases, upcoming tour dates, and exciting updates on his artistic endeavors.

deep grooves with emotion..

(pronounced "hum with me")

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