On this December 13th, the 11th Anniversary of my Mom's passing, I wanted to reflect somewhat on my mother Eva's life's journey, her love and faith and her final passage from death to eternal life in Christ.

On My Mom's Deathday - Part2

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Inspired by Abdel Halim Hafez - قارئة الفنجان (Qariat El Fingan)

Lyrics:

In a dimly lit room, where shadows dance,
I sit before her, seeking a chance
To glimpse the future, hidden from sight,
In coffee grounds, dark as night

She takes my cup, eyes gleaming wise,
Ancient knowledge behind those eyes
Swirling patterns, secrets unfold,
What will these coffee grounds hold?

(Oh, reader of the grounds)
Tell me what you see
(Oh, mystic of the cup)
What's in store for me?
In the dregs of my coffee
Lies a destiny
But is it set in stone
Or can I break free?

She speaks of paths I've left behind,
Of present worries clouding my mind
Future whispers, yet to come,
In these grounds, my life's sum

Her words like ripples in my soul,
Making me question, making me whole
Past and future intertwine,
In this moment, so divine

(Oh, reader of the grounds)
Tell me what you see
(Oh, mystic of the cup)
What's in store for me?
In the dregs of my coffee
Lies a destiny
But is it set in stone
Or can I break free?

She speaks of paths I've left behind,
Of present worries clouding my mind
Future whispers, yet to come,
In these grounds, my life's sum

Her words like ripples in my soul,
Making me question, making me whole
Past and future intertwine,
In this moment, so divine

(Oh, reader of the grounds)
Tell me what you see
(Oh, mystic of the cup)
What's in store for me?
In the dregs of my coffee
Lies a destiny
But is it set in stone
Or can I break free?

In the swirls and shapes, I start to find
Reflections of my heart and mind
But as I listen, I realize
The power of choice never dies

(Oh, reader of the grounds)
You've shown what could be
(Oh, mystic of the cup)
But the path's up to me
In the dregs of my coffee
I've seen possibility
Now I know it's not set in stone
I can shape my destiny

As I leave her room, my future unclear
I carry hope, and healthy fear
For in those grounds, I've come to see
The story of my life is written by me

(Oh, reader of the grounds)
You've shown what could be
(Oh, mystic of the cup)
But the path's up to me
In the dregs of my coffee
I've seen possibility
Now I know it's not set in stone
I can shape my destiny

Coffee Grounds Reader

Lift You Up

Raining

No One Tells You When It Starts is about the kind of change that doesn’t make a sound. A street corner, a faded memory, a version of yourself that never quite arrived — this is a story told in fragments. It’s not about the big moments, but the quiet unraveling of what once felt permanent. Some things slip away without warning. And some words stay stuck inside, long after it’s too late to say them.



No One Tells You When It Starts erzählt von den Veränderungen, die still passieren. Eine Straßenecke, eine Erinnerung, eine Version von dir selbst, die nie ganz geworden ist – dieser Song spricht von Momenten, die niemand bemerkt, und doch alles verändern. Nicht das Große, sondern das leise Verschwinden steht im Mittelpunkt. Manches geht, bevor man es merkt. Und manches bleibt ungesagt, bis es zu spät ist.


No one tells you when it starts

„Ciao Annika“ ist kein Abschied, sondern ein Innehalten.
Ein Song über eine besondere Verbindung, die bleibt – auch wenn das Leben gerade eigene Wege geht. Zwischen Currywurst, Popcorn und Jazz im Waschsalon entsteht eine Liebeserklärung an das Ungewöhnliche, das Verrückte, das Echte. Und vielleicht… ist es noch lange nicht zu Ende.

“Ciao Annika” isn’t a goodbye – it’s a pause.
A song about a bond that still holds, even as life takes its turns. Between currywurst, popcorn, and jazz in the laundromat, it’s a love letter to what’s wild, what’s real, what’s unforgettable. And maybe… this story isn’t over yet.

Ciao Annika

“Ripples and Rust” tells the quiet story of a woman who returns each morning to the same park bench, carrying memories no one sees. Through breadcrumbs and silence, she honors a love that’s faded but never lost—one crust for laughter, one for grief, one for what she can’t quite say. The lyrics trace a life in fragments: a coat from ’73, a tune hummed to ducks, a name carved into time. It’s a song about what remains when everything else has moved on—about quiet rituals, invisible strength, and the soft persistence of love.

A blend of heartland and folk, the music pairs intimate storytelling with a nostalgic, reflective tone.


„Ripples and Rust“ erzählt leise die Geschichte einer Frau, die jeden Morgen dieselbe Parkbank aufsucht – mit Erinnerungen im Gepäck, die niemand sieht. Mit Brotresten und Schweigen hält sie eine Liebe am Leben, die verblasst ist, aber nie ganz verschwunden. Ein Stück für das Lachen, eines für den Streit, eines für das, was sie nie aussprach. Der Song zeichnet ein Leben in Momentaufnahmen: ein Mantel von ’73, eine Melodie für Enten, ein Name, in die Zeit geritzt. Es geht um das, was bleibt, wenn alles andere vergangen ist – um stille Rituale, unsichtbare Stärke und die zähe Kraft der Liebe.

Ein stilvoller Mix aus Heartland und Folk, getragen von erzählerischer Intimität und einem nostalgisch-nachdenklichen Ton.

Ripples and Rust

Hello, I'm Edeltraud Trncik, a songwriter who's been weaving melodies and lyrics for a long time. Music has been my faithful companion throughout this journey, inspiring me to create a diverse collection of songs that reflect my personal experiences and the world around me.

My passion lies in crafting heartfelt ballads. I pour my emotions and stories into each composition, striving to create authentic connections through my music. However, I always make sure to leave room for intuition and personal expression in my songwriting process.

I've been making music as a hobby alongside my husband. This partnership has been a source of joy and creativity, allowing us to grow together both personally and artistically. The synergy we've developed over the years shines through in every song we create.
Until now, I've primarily written songs for my own enjoyment and expression.
My songwriting draws inspiration from my own life experiences and current events that touch me. I believe that music has the power to tell stories, evoke emotions, and create connections. 
Through my songs, I invite listeners to see the world through my eyes - a world filled with melodies that speak to the heart and soul

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