Booming Bass

Just a little Sign

You Think You Know Me

Your Eyes Are Saying It All

Man sollte seinen Traum wahr werden lassen, weil er Motivation, Lebensfreude und Selbstverwirklichung schenkt. Träume geben uns Ziele, helfen, Herausforderungen zu meistern, und ermöglichen es, das eigene Potenzial auszuschöpfen. Wer an seinen Träumen arbeitet, lebt bewusster und erfüllt sich persönliche Wünsche, anstatt sie nur zu verschieben.

Demingo - D A N C E

Dive into a chaotic and aggressive remix with this Who Dat Boy dubstep remix. Filled with brutal riddim basslines, dirty palettes, all infused with the iconic og sounds and relentless headbanging and brostep.

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Who Dat Glitch (Hardcore Brostep)

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

Foi como reviver aquelas experiências mágicas, que permanecem em nossas vidas e não apenas na memória, mas também no cotidiano, como um sentimento profundo, persistente. Na linha de demarcação entre o sonho e a realidade, lembram-me as memórias de uma juventude feliz, risos sob a luz branda da lua, as noites estreladas e a afeições unidas pela saudade. O tempo pode separar, mas o espírito continua formando, envolvido pela lembrança e pela promessa de um amor sem fim. Mesmo à distância, o passado renasce no presente, e o coração fecha os olhos para reviver a beleza daquele momento único.

Letra:
The edge of illusion,
Where silence feels alive,
I reach for the horizon,
And learn again to rise.
 
Chasing dreams in moonlight,
We danced on college lawns,
Laughter spilled like magic,
In the glow of early dawn.
 
At the edge of illusion,
I’m lost in your embrace,
Hold me close, don’t let go,
Let’s forget this endless race.
 
With every heartbeat, I find,
The sweet taste of our youth,
Living in this moment,
We’ll chase down the truth.
 
Remember that summer,
The night we drove too far?
On the hood of your old car,
We counted every star.
 
Whispers in the twilight,
Sharing secrets, bold and bright,
Every kiss, a promise,
In the cool of the night.
 
At the edge of illusion,
I’m lost in your embrace,
Hold me close, don’t let go,
Let’s forget this endless race.
 
With every heartbeat, I find,
The sweet taste of our youth,
Living in this moment,
We’ll chase down the truth.
 
Now we’re miles apart,
Time has a way to bend,
But in dreams, you’re still with me,
My lover and my friend.
 
So I walk through the echoes,
Of moments we have shared,
In every smile, a memory,
In every breath, you’re there.
 
The edge of illusion,
The past and present blend,
Forever in this heartbeat,
Our story will not end.
 
We’ll rise beyond the shadows,
With fire in our eyes,
At the edge of illusion,
Our love will never die.

The Edge of Illusion ✨

Jennifer Valentine-Miller Show November Fest Mix

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

Esta é uma reprise de uma jornada interior poética e espiritual, onde a alma é observada através das “mil janelas”, metáfora para as múltiplas percepções do eu. Cada verso representa um reflexo, um fragmento de consciência em diálogo com o infinito. Entre introspeção e transcendência: o “eu” que escreve é também o “eu” que se lê, dissolvendo a fronteira entre criador e criação. Uma fusão entre matéria e espírito, luz e sombra, corpo e pensamento.

Letra:
From a thousand windows wide,
Through corners where my shadows hide,
I write the words the stars confide,
No fear, no mask, no voice denied.

Ink of silence, thought in flame,
Unwritten dreams that have no name.
Each phrase a pulse, each breath a sign,
A thread of truth, a soul’s design.

My ego bends, a fragile sphere,
My soul reflects what’s hidden here.
Convex mirror, infinite seam,
Half of logic, half of dream.

Sometimes broken, sometimes whole,
Fragments drifting through the soul.
The wind rewrites what time forgets,
A map of thoughts the night begets.

Lost between my paper skies,
Hiding in the ink that never dries.
No pale disguise, no fleeting phase,
I walk within the word’s own maze.

The ritual of passage calls,
Through ancient tongues and sacred halls.
A shadow breathes, a light ascends,
Where every thought begins and ends.

Through windows wide, the world dissolves,
The riddle turns, the soul evolves.
The gaze I know, the flame I feel,
The strength of truth the words reveal.

I write what spirit dares to speak,
With trembling hand and vision meek.
Each line a bridge through endless skies,
Each verse a star that never dies.

My ego bends, the lines collide,
My soul a curve the stars can’t hide.
Through chaos born of ink and flame,
The cosmos whispers back my name.

From a thousand windows still I see,
The soul reflected back at me.
In light and dark, in word and tone,
Infinity writes — through me alone.

Echoes through a thousand windows ✨

Power Moves - KODB Greatest Hits

Slagg Stragg (feat. Killa Quise)

Definition Of Love (feat. Lor Scoota)

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.

Echoes through a thousand windows ✨

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