Cold in the Glow   L.Rivera  [TonyMakerX]

"Over the Old Bridge" is an emotional acoustic folk instrumental with cinematic undertones and a deeply introspective atmosphere. From the very first notes, the melody walks us gently across a symbolic old bridge—one made of memories, whispers, and moments suspended in time.

The guitar takes center stage, weaving delicate phrases that evoke nostalgia, while soft ambient textures hold the space with quiet strength. It’s a piece that speaks without words, ideal for moments of reflection, heartfelt storytelling, or simply watching the world slow down.

Inspired by a sense of longing and warmth, this composition brings to mind golden afternoons, unsent letters, and promises carried by the wind.

Perfect for film scores, emotional documentaries, or personal stories, this song resonates with anyone seeking to connect through memory, sincerity, and the quiet beauty of the real.

Over the Old Bridge L.Rivera

이 노래는 첫 만남의 설렘부터 시간이 지나도 변하지 않는 사랑의 진심을 담고 있습니다.
‘그 순간부터’는 사랑을 통해 더 강해지고, 오랜 시간 함께 하고 싶은 마음을 노래한 감성적인 발라드입니다.
매일 함께하는 기쁨, 때로는 떨어져 있을 때의 그리움까지 —
누구나 한 번쯤 느꼈을 사랑의 감정을 담백하게 표현한 곡입니다.

💬 추천: 진심 어린 고백, 사랑을 다시 떠올리고 싶은 순간에 들으면 좋습니다.


죽을 때까지 너야 [ [ TonyMakerX]

“SON DOS” est une chanson qui souffre en silence. Elle capture ce moment discret où quelqu’un s’en va — sans cris, sans drame, juste en tournant le dos. C’est le poids des adieux non dits, l’écho d’un amour laissé derrière. Les paroles sont brutes et intimes, comme une blessure qui ne s’est jamais refermée, tandis que la mélodie coule doucement avec une voix hantée qui apaise autant qu’elle fait mal. Parfaite pour ceux qui ont ressenti le froid d’un départ sans véritable fin.

SON DOS L.RIvera [TonyMakerX]

From the first crack in the clock to the final echo of silence, this song tells the story of a haunting absence that refuses to fade. With vivid, emotionally charged imagery, it dives deep into the aftermath of loss—the endless waiting, the weight of memory, and the quiet transformation of pain into power. It’s a raw blend of vulnerability and strength, where time leaves scars and every day without that person feels like a battle against being forgotten. “Feels like time forgot who we are” isn’t just a lyric—it’s a quiet scream from the space love once filled.

That Pretty Woman L.Rivera

Coco Falls L.Rivera

"‘La Zorra’ es una narración musical oscura y teatral, donde la voz profunda y misteriosa de L.Rivera te arrastra a un cuento moderno de deseo, peligro y obsesión. Con una base que mezcla ritmos electrónicos lentos, guitarras etéreas y atmósferas cinematográficas, es un tema que se mueve entre la fábula y el thriller sonoro. Ideal para los que aman lo raro, lo simbólico y lo visceral."

La Zorra L.RIvera

“Greatest Joy” is a powerful and groovy funk-soul anthem about breaking limits, proving doubters wrong, and owning your path with style. With sharp male vocals, tight brass hits, deep bass lines, and a rhythmic, infectious groove, the track radiates confidence and determination.

From childhood rebellion to adult resilience, it tells the story of someone who’s never accepted “no” as an answer — blending the swagger of James Brown, the slickness of Bruno Mars, and the soul of Anderson .Paak. The lyrics hit hard, the rhythm moves your body, and the message sticks in your head:

"The greatest joy in life… is doing what they say you never will."

Perfect for moments of motivation, sports, empowerment campaigns, or anyone ready to fight for their dreams.

Greatest Joy L.Rivera [TonyMakerX]

 Under the Same Roof is a powerful ballad that celebrates love as a daily miracle. With intense piano, soaring harmonies, and a voice burning with emotion, it tells the story of two souls finally sharing a roof, peace, and desire. A song to feel, to scream… and to enjoy.

Under the Same Roof L.Rivera

Gentlemen’s Deal is a playful yet cinematic 80s-inspired synth-pop track that tells the quirky story of a clever mouse and a lazy cat who might just be... partners in crime.
With shimmering synths, retro drum machines, and a catchy, tongue-in-cheek chorus, the song paints a vivid scene of mischief, friendship, and an unspoken truce in the heart of the kitchen.

Blending the ironic storytelling of a children’s tale with the polished sounds of artists like Tears for Fears, Pet Shop Boys, or M83, this track is both nostalgic and unexpected.
Its infectious hook —
🎹 “Ooh-ooh, it’s a gentlemen’s deal…” —
will stick with you long after the beat fades.

Perfect for lovers of retro vibes, witty lyrics, and synth-driven melodies with a twist.

Gentlemen’s Deal L.Rivera

“Eternal Summer” is a hauntingly intimate ballad inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18. Featuring a soft, whispery female vocal over minimal piano and atmospheric synth layers, the track blends alternative pop and cinematic ambient styles. The mood is nostalgic and poetic, evoking timeless love and fragile beauty. With its slow tempo and emotional depth, the song feels like a whispered poem under fading sunlight. Perfect for reflective moments or emotional storytelling.

Eternal Summer WS

"Vueltas" es una canción introspectiva y melancólica que mezcla trap lento con elementos acústicos y ambientales. La letra, cargada de metáforas y simbolismo, reflexiona sobre el camino de la vida, las contradicciones del alma y las caídas que enseñan. 

Vueltas L.Rivera

Una historia intensa de fiesta, desamor y deseo, contada con ritmo y descaro.
Borrachitos de Amor” mezcla el reguetón cañero con melodías urbanas y un flow muy callejero. 
El beat atrapa desde el primer golpe y la letra habla directo al corazón... y al trago.

🔥 Si alguna vez amaste borracho… esta es tu canción.

Borrachitos de amor L.Rivera

En 2025, un artista cuenta la historia real de un amor que llegó por sorpresa pero lo cambió todo. El tema narra desde el primer encuentro hasta los años compartidos, con una profunda conexión emocional. Es una carta sincera a esa persona especial que, sin saberlo, le dio sentido a su vida.
El tema combina un beat suave de trap moderno con piano sentimental y guitarra acústica, evocando nostalgia, dulzura y pasión. Perfecto para los que buscan letras que hablen de amor verdadero, sin artificios. Ideal para una tarde lluviosa, para recordar, o simplemente para sentir.

El Día Que Te Vi - F.Rodriguez

"Twisted Day" is a retro-futuristic synth pop anthem born from frustration, chaos, and quiet resilience.

When everything goes wrong — the wall peels, the screw won’t fit, time turns against you — this track captures that slow-burning spiral… and the spark that refuses to die.
Blending dreamy arpeggios, atmospheric pads, and a haunting yet empowering vocal line, Twisted Day walks the edge between defeat and rebirth.


Twisteday

Through The Glass    L.Rivera

"You Forgot to See" es una canción íntima y desgarradora que retrata la desconexión emocional de nuestra era digital. A través de versos poéticos y un estribillo poderoso, la letra nos habla de lo que se pierde cuando dejamos de mirar a los ojos, de sentir el momento, de vivir con presencia.

Con una producción minimalista que comienza con guitarra y voz, y va creciendo hacia una explosión emocional con coros y texturas envolventes, esta pieza mezcla folk moderno, pop nostálgico y una fuerte carga crítica y humana.

Es un grito silencioso a todos los que alguna vez amamos y perdimos entre pantallas.
Una invitación a volver a mirarnos… de verdad.

You Forgot to See L.Rivera

⏳ Reloj de Arena no es solo una canción, es un desahogo emocional.
Hecha para quienes cargan con el peso del tiempo, el estrés, las prisas…

Verso a verso, te acompaña a soltar, a calmar, a reconectar contigo.
Y en el último minuto... es tu momento de liberación total.
Canta, grita, rompe el nudo en la garganta.

🎤 No importa si suena bien. Lo importante es que sueltes lo que llevas dentro.

Dale al play, cierra los ojos… y déjate atravesar por la arena.

Reloj de Arena

Quiero escribir, y qué, 
de ti y de mí 
Un poema sin cuello ni solapas 
Y describir, por qué
Cientos de ojos, que miran,
a través de rendijas sin luz, 
escupen balas 
Y los perros que ladran, en azul,
como niños debajo de una mesa 
Ven a los muertos, carentes de ataúd,
Llenos de vida sin boca y sin orejas 

Quiero escribir, y qué, de ti de mí 
Bocanadas de sol,
en la esquina donde orina la luna 
Y un borracho la ve,
a través de un cristal 
de piedra y nubes,
con esa claridad,
que da la oscuridad de la ceguera, de un horizonte curvo y vertical 
Por encima del aire 
Por debajo del mar 

Quiero escribir, y qué, de ti y de mí 
De nosotros, de nada 
De ese vacío de volar del revés 
De caminar con alas 
De atravesar, sin puerta, una pared 
De arañar las palabras 
De romper una nube con los pies 
De arrancarle las puntas 
a una estrella apagada 
De navegar con cien velas,de cera, 
en la nao del océano, 
de cada madrugada. 

Quiero escribir, y qué, de ti y de mí 
De una duda basada en la certeza 
De una mentira repleta de verdades 
De una verdad mentirosa y ajada 
De unos zapatos puestos en la cabeza 
De una camisa, arrancada con piel,
tendida en una cuerda 
dee secar la colada 
De un corazón sin venas que lo rieguen 
De una sangre marrón 
De un alma decorada,
con las conchas que mueren en la arena,
de un río de agua salada 

Quiero escribir, y qué, de ti y de mí 
De la gente 
De un gato callejero 
De una plaza sin bancos ni farolas 
Del inmenso agujero 
de la capa de ozono 
De ese Dios de papel,
colgado entre la fe 
y la teoría del mono. 
De ese cura que cura la locura 
De ese poeta que nunca vió las flores 
De ese pintor, que pintaba el amor,
sin pincel ni colores 
De ese escultor, 
que se esculpió así mismo,
mientras caía toda su inspiración 
al fondo de un abismo. 

Quiero escribir, y qué, 
de ti y de mí 
De nosotros, 
De nada 
Envolviéndolo todo en un papel, 
con tinta de mi hiel,
y vísceras atadas,
a un sentimiento tan bello y cruel, 
Como es el de saber 
Que nunca supe nada 

Quiero escribir, y qué,
Y otra vez que 
Y después, una rosa 
Y después, tú

SIN PIES NI CABEZA L.Rivera

🎤 I Want to Write, So What  EV L.Rivera

Let no one kill the child
I carry deep in my chest,
the one who laughs for no reason
and dreams without looking ahead.

Let them not dim his gaze,
nor steal away his mirrors,
where he still sees mighty castles
and ships built out of wishes.

Don’t silence his laughter,
don’t cover up his sky,
don’t sell him hollow truths
dressed in the price of goodbyes.

Let no one kill the child
I carry deep in my chest.

Let no one tell him “grow up,”
as if that were some great quest,
nor drag him through the alleys
of a world grey and story-less.

Let him wander barefoot
through the puddles of memory,
with a stick as his brave sword
and a flower as his secret.

Let no one kill the child—
though at times he may be still,
he saves me from the sadness,
and defends me from the chill.

Let no one kill the child
I carry deep in my chest.

Let No One Kill the Child L.Rivera

Prescripted.  L.Rivera


Graph paper ride — streets on my shoes
No map, no rules, nothing to lose
From dirt to the sky, I’m making my way
Turn night into fire, dark into day

Riding on lines of a graph paper sheet
Asphalt burns under my feet
Lost in a shape with no sides to see
Cheap dreams sold in the market for free
Like a dog barking up the wrong lane
Skin wears thin under all this pain
I wanna live, I’d kill to prove it
Face my ghosts and straight run through it

My train flies high, no hands, no guide
Rails break cold, the ice won’t hide
Spit on the faith of the blind devout
Heaven’s here but they look out
Down to the core of the earth I’ll go
Rip off the demon’s horns I know
Like a saint with a wicked tone
Write my truth in blood, full grown

Graph paper ride — streets on my shoes
No map, no rules, nothing to lose
From dirt to the sky, I’m making my way
Turn night into fire, dark into day

Dance with the chairs and the broken hearts
Trade despair in the market of parts
Shout “let the weak fall if they must”
Guard my thieves, the ones I trust
Bite into life, take heavy chunks
Drink the water that fills my lungs
Like the sanest of the insane game
Make Christmas out of every flame

Climb to the bottom of the black well hole
Fall to the sky and steal pure gold
Love the cell where the green light dwells
Erase my tracks, no one can tell
Grip my broom made of ink so tight
Like a witch I’ll slip through the night
The good in the worst is a twisted plan
Tomorrow still chases where today began

Graph paper ride — streets on my shoes
No map, no rules, nothing to lose
From dirt to the sky, I’m making my way
Turn night into fire, dark into day

streets on my shoes⁷ L.RIV

Gordo el Pavo

123.1s Recording

sin pies ni cabeza L.Rivera TonyMakerx.mp3

Cats are hiding deep within the shade;
full-moon wolf, the night has woken,
rugs are flying through the sky’s parade,
and witches stir their brooms, unspoken.

Bats and toads are boiling side by side,
with lizard tails inside their potion,
a brew that wakes the dead to ride,
then fades away—through air in motion.

It is that night of “toothache pain,”
when every window gleams with light,
and in the silence, steps remain,
your nervous pacing through the night.

It is that night of sleepless sorrow,
when clocks forget to move their hands,
and spirits seek a soul to borrow,
while tickling softly where one stands.

It is that night when beds grow wide,
and warmth no longer dares to stay,
you lose your compass, drift inside,
the bow and stern both fade away.

That night, so clear beneath the moon,
where spells are real and fears endure,
defenseless as a child in tune,
we face within—our “darker core.”

Alone in the Night

(Dios, también se equivoca)

Rompen el silencio con sus aleteos 
Dentro de tu oído, si dormido estás 
Producen sus patas molesto hormigueo 
Y aunque sea una sola, te hace despertar

Una vez despierto te incordian la vista
Se posan encima y al lado de ti 
Todas en el aire parecen la misma 
Invaden la casa y quince son mil

Moscas en el suelo, moscas en el techo 
Moscas en la mesa y la televisión 
Moscas del revés, moscas del derecho 
Encima de todo, son una invasión

Son los invitados que se apuntan solos 
No desaprovechan ninguna ocasión 
No entienden de puertas ni de protocolos 
Comen a tu lado con indiscreción

Entran en tu vaso y liban tu tarta
Nadan en tu plato bebiendo a la par
A veces se paran a frotar sus patas 
Para acicalarse ante tal manjar

Se burlan alegres y desenfadadas 
Y ante tus narices hechan a volar 
Y por espantarlas, cuantas bofetadas 
Te pegas al día sin una cazar?

Son el más molesto, chinche y persistente
De todos los bichos de la creación
Además de pelmas son muy resistentes 
Pero en este mundo...cuál es su misión ?

Fastidian, fatigan, disgustan y cansan
Estorban, marean...más las hizo Dios
Irritan, agobian, jeringan y hartan 
Que estaría pensando cuando las creo?

Aunque si lo miro desde el otro lado 
A mí me han servido hoy de inspiración 
También le sirvieron a Antonio Machado 
Quizá las creara pa nosotros dos

LAS MOSCAS

[Intro – spoken]
Yeah…
This is for all the misfits,
the ones who never fit in.
(Let’s go…)


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[Verse 1 – 4x4]
Born so tall, saw the pain from above,
Mixed up the night with the daylight I loved.
Lost in my dreams, couldn’t find my own name,
Life in the fast lane, laughing at pain.

Weak like the rest, man, we all got flaws,
Never tied the knot ‘cause I knew the cost.
When I finally did, it was bound to break,
Gave my heart away, put my soul at stake.


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[Chorus – hook 4x4]
I’m a strange guy, yeah, I’m out of line,
Living in the shadow, but my light still shines.
I’m a strange guy, walking my own way,
Try to knock me down, I’ll come back and stay.


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[Verse 2 – 4x4]
Faithful to the bone, but the game was cold,
Life played me out, left my story untold.
Loved every touch, they called me obsessed,
Left my reins in her hands, lost all I possessed.

Soul of a child, trading gold for clay,
Working with a smile, but it’s all a play.
Cheering up the crowd with my own pain chained,
Buy a bunch of gifts just to give ‘em away.


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[Chorus – hook 4x4]
I’m a strange guy, yeah, I’m out of line,
Living in the shadow, but my light still shines.
I’m a strange guy, walking my own way,
Try to knock me down, I’ll come back and stay.


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[Verse 3 – 4x4]
Called me lazy ‘cause I needed my rest,
Only hit my line when they’re in distress.
Act the clown just to break the ice,
Hurt ‘em in a night worse than years of lies.

Build it all up then I kick it down,
Didn’t wanna age, but my words go round.
When I’m hurt the most, I just drink ‘til dawn,
Face like steel, but the fear’s still on.


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[Verse 4 – 4x4]
Helping every soul that I meet on the way,
Selling dreams, giving joy, lifting hearts each day.
Love and war on the same damn ground,
Never back down, always stand my ground.

Took the blows meant for someone else,
Sailed for love, chasing better wealth.
Thought of myself, they called me cruel,
Tired of it all, broke my own damn rules.


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[Chorus – hook final]
I’m a strange guy, yeah, I’m out of line,
Living in the shadow, but my light still shines.
I’m a strange guy, walking my own way,
Try to knock me down, I’ll come back and stay.

TonyMakerX

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