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Esta música faz parte do meu repertório disponível em http://amor.bigbig.com. 
Espero que gostem.

Letra:
[Omnia, lumen, spiralis..]
A breath becomes a dawn unseen,
The soul remembers what has been.

In the silence, truth unfolds,
Ancient rivers turn to gold,
Breath of ages, light concealed,
In the humble heart revealed.

Shine within, not above,
Wisdom speaks in quiet love,
Every dawn, a sacred flame,
We are one, and all the same.

(Gloria, lumen, anima mea)
In the circle, all returns,
Ash to fire, soul that burns.


Echoed voices, dream and dust,
Guide the mind to gentle trust,
What is small is what is pure,
Through surrender, we endure.

Humble is a bliss unknown,
Peace is found when self is gone,
Every breath, the universe,
Every tear, the sacred verse.

(Omnia, lumen, spiralis...)
Round and round, the soul takes flight,
In stillness, we find light.

(Spiralis... lumen... gloria...)
The sound returns to where it starts,
A gentle flame inside all hearts.
(Omnia... omnia...)
Circle of light... awaken again.

Circle of Light ✨ - Music

Esta música faz parte do meu repertório disponível em http://amor.bigbig.com. 

Espero que gostem. Sinceramente, quando me senti para compor a letra "Echoes Within", eu só queria, sei lá, sintonizar, como se a música já estivesse a trautear algures e eu tivesse de me inclinar e ouvi-la. Essa coisa nem começou com a letra. Começou com um pressentimento, como palavras? Ui, apareceu bem depois da meia-noite, como um sopro fantasma. Toda a música vive naquele estranho meio-termo: estar sozinho(a), não exatamente quem era, não exatamente quem vais ser. Cada verso parece estar pendurado por um fio, mal se aguenta, quase a fundir-se no baixo. Não há grande drama, nenhum momento de "vamos desabafar". Apenas uma espécie de aceno gentil à ideia de que, honestamente, as nossas sombras provavelmente nos apanham mais do que a nós próprios.

Com a música, eu estava à procura dessa coisa onde ela respira, percebes? Viva, mas de alguma forma flutuando. Aquela sepultura baque? É o bater do coração, a única coisa que o mantém firme. Tudo o resto gira como velhas memórias das quais não se consegue livrar completamente. E o refrão, "Echoes inside, call me home", simplesmente caiu como a coisa que me agarrava. Não se trata de uma casa imaginária com uma vedação branca. É muito mais interno. É sobre aquela fração de segundo em que finalmente deixa de se esquivar ao seu próprio reflexo.

Letra:
I walk alone through silver light
A breath between the day and night
The earth still hums beneath my skin
A thousand echoes rise within

Echoes within, calling me home
Through every silence I have known
Lost in the dark, I start again
Echoes within, my only friend

Through fading stars I start to see
The shadow shapes that follow me
I breathe, I fall, I feel, I stay
The night reveals another way

Echoes within, calling me home
Through every silence I have known
Lost in the dark, I start again
Echoes within, my only friend

“In every loss, a seed remains
Through every wound, the truth sustains
The breath returns, the circle spins
The end is where it all begins”

Echoes within, calling me home
Through every silence I have known
Lost in the dark, I start again
Echoes within, I breathe again

Echoes of the Self ✨ - Music

This song is part of my repertoire available at amor.bigbig.com.
video here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LGK8-eiz-mg

“I Am the Sea” is a song that breathes, like a poem in motion. Each verse flows like a wave, blending fragility and strength. The chorus sounds like a mantra, an invitation to surrender and self-discovery: “Flow through me, I am whole.” With its deep bass and ethereal vocals, the music turns the sea into a living consciousness, a metaphor for the self that dissolves and is reborn in the same instant. It’s not a song about the ocean, but rather a journey inward.

I am the sea, transparent and wide
A pulse that moves with the turning tide
Not just a wave, but something more
A feeling that drifts from shore to shore

I am the wind that fills the sail
A ghost that breathes through calm and gale
Each tide reveals what lies in me
The rhythm of my destiny

Flow through me, I am whole
Every current knows my soul
In the deep where dreams are free
I am the sea, I am the sea

The sirens sing beneath my skin
Their songs of loss, of where I’ve been
A seahorse drifts, a bubble trapped
Through centuries the past collapsed

“In the calm, I rise in flame
In the storm, I bear no name
Through every wound, through every cry
I learn to drown, I learn to fly”

Flow through me, I am whole
Every current knows my soul
In the deep where dreams are free
I am the sea, I am the sea

The moon pulls softly, I remain
The tide retreats, yet I sustain
Through calm and storm, through all that’s been
I breathe, I fade, I rise again


"I Am the Sea" ✨ - Music

This song is part of my repertoire available at http://amor.bigbig.com

The lyrics describe a poetic and spiritual journey marked by memories, loss, and rebirth. "Whispers of the Tide" is a lyrical reflection on memory, love, loss, and transcendence, where nature serves as a mirror of the soul and of the eternal cycle of life.

The sea and the wind represent the cycle of existence — forgetting, remembering, and returning. The song speaks of how love and emotion endure even when everything seems to fade away.

Whispers of the Tide  ✨ - Music

This song is part of my repertoire available at amor.bigbig.com

I wrote this lyrics as a kind of journey through the cosmos and us, about what we are, where we came from and where we are going. It speaks of creation, matter and soul, of this eternal cycle of being born, shining and disappearing, but also of love and connection with the whole. I wrote it like a poem, in an incredible sunset on the banks of the Tagus, with friends nearby. Then I adapted between languages and made the best adaptation in order to immortalize that moment, right vibe.


Celestial Pulse ✨

I'm on the juice squeezing it - http://amor.bigbig.com

"My" repertoire of songs was created with my poems and the use of AI. No commercial intent, just an experiment in delicious uncertainty.

Celestial Pulse ✨

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