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BALA PERDIDA OUT THIS FRIDAY ☆
+ Music Video this Sunday/ Este domingo..

ya casi salimos ٭

Súper felizzzzzzzz de anunciar que va a salir nueva música mía el 13 de marzo. <333
Y ahora mismo puedes hacer pre-save de “Bala Perdida” - link en mi bioooooo.

Ahora mismo estoy escuchando música de todo el mundo: Japanese jazz y Brazilian funky, Salsitaaaa… no sé, creo que estoy explorando nuevos mundos.

A ver qué pasa.
Fotos byyyyy my mejor amiga @bysonguelerdogan

Súper felizzzzzzzz de anunciar que va a salir nueva música mía el 13 de marzo. <333
Y ahora mismo puedes hacer pre-save de “Bala Perdida” - link en mi bioooooo.

Ahora mismo estoy escuchando música de todo el mundo: Japanese jazz y Brazilian funky, Salsitaaaa… no sé, creo que estoy explorando nuevos mundos.

A ver qué pasa.
Fotos byyyyy my mejor amiga @bysonguelerdogan

Do you know that feeling when you meet someone for the first time and it just clicks .....like you instantly connect fr.
That’s exactly how it was with the guys @_ryo.oyr_ <3
Every time we were in the studio, it was something really special. I just knew right away that this was where I belonged.
I’m so excited for the release with you all.

Si estás tú, next Friday.
#newmusicfriday #newmusic

Una bala perdidaaaaaa.

Gracias por todo el <3 y el apoyo. It means a lot to mi.
Muy pronto saldrá nueva música.

Prepárense.

En una vida sin musica no se quien sería…
Tendría que aprender a oír de otra manera,
a escribir distinto, a mirar el mundo con otros ojos <33

En una vida sin musica no se quien sería…
Tendría que aprender a oír de otra manera,
a escribir distinto, a mirar el mundo con otros ojos <33

En una vida sin musica no se quien sería…
Tendría que aprender a oír de otra manera,
a escribir distinto, a mirar el mundo con otros ojos <33

En una vida sin musica no se quien sería…
Tendría que aprender a oír de otra manera,
a escribir distinto, a mirar el mundo con otros ojos <33

Bala perdida <<33
Gracias por todo el apoyo, por escuchar y cantar.
El video completo está en mi bio.
loooos kieroooo Feliz lunes. ciao

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Volví a escribir.

Últimamente están pasando demasiadas cosas en el mundo… demasiado caos, demasiada mierdaaaa.

Y por eso hoy quería compartir algo bonito.
Algo real.

Un poema sobre el amor.

Translated in English <3:

Love is not just a feeling.
Maybe that’s why we can’t find the words for it.
And when we finally do, they are usually just three.

Trying to explain what love is would never end.
And even though we know that everything eventually ends,
we still walk that road again and again
until we arrive.
And I hope you arrive.

Love is a moment when the world becomes quieter,
like that Apple noise-canceling function.
Everything that isn’t you fades away.

It’s like being under water,
when we dive and try to scream,
then come back up to the surface and ask:
did you hear me?

It’s a tunnel vision that only knows one person.
Like a fisheye camera on a road trip.
And at some point you finally see the sign
with the name of your destination.

Love is like a shot
that hits you deep in the chest
and then spreads glitter through your whole system,
all the way to your eyes
that start to shine.
Always.

It tastes like the food from home,
when your mom spent hours cooking
and you weren’t allowed to ask what it was.
She would never tell you.

Until she shouted from the kitchen:
“A comer.”

Love is lying awake at night,
dreaming with your eyes open
and imagining what it would be like
to be together again.

It’s electricity under the skin.
You get scared,
because you have never felt something like that before.

And then you laugh.

Love is being together
and still standing within yourself.
Feeling someone else
and feeling yourself too.

Holaaaa amigos, han pasado 3 días desde que salió "Bala Perdida". Gracias a todos los que están compartiendo la canción.
Miren el videoooooo que hemos hecho con @lcprn, @lennysmt , @andri_db y @softicee

prod. by los mejores @_ryo.oyr_

Las fotos las ha hecho mi mejor amiga @proseccosoda Si necesitan fotos artsy, escríbanle, Buennooo, ciaooo.

saludos <<333

Holaaaa amigos, han pasado 3 días desde que salió "Bala Perdida". Gracias a todos los que están compartiendo la canción.
Miren el videoooooo que hemos hecho con @lcprn, @lennysmt , @andri_db y @softicee

prod. by los mejores @_ryo.oyr_

Las fotos las ha hecho mi mejor amiga @proseccosoda Si necesitan fotos artsy, escríbanle, Buennooo, ciaooo.

saludos <<333

Holaaaa amigos, han pasado 3 días desde que salió "Bala Perdida". Gracias a todos los que están compartiendo la canción.
Miren el videoooooo que hemos hecho con @lcprn, @lennysmt , @andri_db y @softicee

prod. by los mejores @_ryo.oyr_

Las fotos las ha hecho mi mejor amiga @proseccosoda Si necesitan fotos artsy, escríbanle, Buennooo, ciaooo.

saludos <<333

Bala Perdida 🐎
Out now

@havemercee

Film and edit @lcprn
Grading @ccrubn
Lighting @andri_db
Styling @softicee

@_ryo.oyr_
@lucaching_
@lennysmt
@lizamazur_mgmt
@symphonicdistro
@bysonguelerdogan
sheep fur coat by@katharinakroha
hair boots by @daddy_on_dutyy
bracelets by @user252805

❤️❤️

Bala Perdida 🐎
Out now

@havemercee

Film and edit @lcprn
Grading @ccrubn
Lighting @andri_db
Styling @softicee

@_ryo.oyr_
@lucaching_
@lennysmt
@lizamazur_mgmt
@symphonicdistro
@bysonguelerdogan
sheep fur coat by@katharinakroha
hair boots by @daddy_on_dutyy
bracelets by @user252805

❤️❤️

Bala Perdida 🐎
Out now

@havemercee

Film and edit @lcprn
Grading @ccrubn
Lighting @andri_db
Styling @softicee

@_ryo.oyr_
@lucaching_
@lennysmt
@lizamazur_mgmt
@symphonicdistro
@bysonguelerdogan
sheep fur coat by@katharinakroha
hair boots by @daddy_on_dutyy
bracelets by @user252805

❤️❤️

Bala Perdida 🐎
Out now

@havemercee

Film and edit @lcprn
Grading @ccrubn
Lighting @andri_db
Styling @softicee

@_ryo.oyr_
@lucaching_
@lennysmt
@lizamazur_mgmt
@symphonicdistro
@bysonguelerdogan
sheep fur coat by@katharinakroha
hair boots by @daddy_on_dutyy
bracelets by @user252805

❤️❤️

Faltan 8 días para “Bala Perdida” y estoy suppper exciteddd de compartirla con ustedes.yayy.
No se imaginan cuántas veces la he escuchado…

Marzo 13 sale mi bebeeeeeeeee.

Faltan 8 días para “Bala Perdida” y estoy suppper exciteddd de compartirla con ustedes.yayy.
No se imaginan cuántas veces la he escuchado…

Marzo 13 sale mi bebeeeeeeeee.

Faltan 8 días para “Bala Perdida” y estoy suppper exciteddd de compartirla con ustedes.yayy.
No se imaginan cuántas veces la he escuchado…

Marzo 13 sale mi bebeeeeeeeee.

FASE 4: No somos invisibles

No somos invisibles.
Somos presencia.
Somos ahora.
Somos aquí.

Faltan 9 días para que salga “Bala Perdida" ★
AHHHHH
La quiero yaaaaa.
No olvides hacer pre save para ser de los primeros en escucharla cuando salga.

I <3 Marzoo ¹³

Con los mejores:
CD con @meli55x
Cam @esistunangenehm
Dancer @malinvschuler
Dancer @joelle.peschl
Dancer @evinaozkul