My acoustic album is available on all digital platforms.
The thoughts tonight won't let me sleep. If only I could turn off. There are so many impossible things yet to come. I want more time to be able to restart, and at the same time I want to speed up time.
It's the plans, the promises, anguishes, decisions, it's the stories and delirium, reveries, confusions, it's the dreams, the projects, the secrets and afflictions, infinite abysms filled with contradictions.
I never wanted to be the same, but I didn't ask to be this different. I never wanted to be the same. Life deserves to think, to know and feel and live. I don't want to be without recognizing.
Bravo com o mundo
Não, nem tente.
Eu não vou te tratar corretamente.
Eu estou tão, tão chateado,
sem motivo algum.
E o que eu disse não tinha ligação com a realidade.
Você não deveria ficar perto de mim.
Eu estou bravo com o mundo e eu não vou ser legal só pra fingir que está tudo bem.
Eu estou bravo com o mundo e eu não vou ser gentil só por que você acha que é o certo.
Eu vou ser tão amargo quanto eu puder ser. Não liga pra mim.
Só deixe-me estar.
Só deixe-me ser.
Go back to the same place
I don't know if I change my bed for a bigger one. It seems the extra space will scream your absence without letting me forget you. I don't know if I look for you to tell you I'm lonely. It seems a while ago it would make sense. But now I don't know if you and I are sharing the same illusion that the world can spin and spin and spin and go back to the same place.
I don't know anymore if it helps to stay a few more days. It seems the solution won't arrive in the spring time. Now It's not enough what I know, that you and I are sharing the same illusion that the world can spin and spin and spin and go back to the same place.
No, no, don't come and tell me that it's always like that. That everything has a beginning, a middle, but few things last till the end. No, no, don't come an insinuate after all this time that it's a lie what I know, that you and I are sharing the same illusion that the world can spin and spin and spin and go back.
How could I have made you suffer. How could I have said so much without thinking of the pain I have caused. I don't even know where to begin. This hate that took control of me, made me another person, one that I don't want to be for you. I don't even know where to begin to apologize, after making you hate me. After so much upside down stuff, I don't forget everything you have already done for me.
How do I get to forget these shouts that still echoes, of the truths you have told me. I don't even know where to begin to apologize, after making you hate me. After so much upside down stuff, I don't forget everything you have already done for me. How do I make you listen to me, if I don't know how to reach you. You gave up and I came back to remind you this is not over.
I can't stop remembering the details I memorized of your traces. From how much I stared at you, in an instant I lost myself in your arms. No point in controlling, no. And this agony remains in my chest, so eager to hear you closer, to have you forever. I can't even disguise, your lips fit perfectly in my kisses. And I know you can see the secrets I've kept in my eyes. No point in controlling. I try to find refuge in the silence and your verses come again to remind me. And this agony remains in my chest, so eager to hear you closer, to have you forever. And this abstinence returns, of your scent wrapped in you quiet kisses, your intense stares. And these words I still don't understand how could they be for me.
I know there's no point in controlling. I try to find refuge in the silence and your verses come again to remind me.
Boy, explain me the world. Tell me of things of life, of everything, teach me to see. Boy, tell me of the future. Help me understand this obscure world, make me believe. I don't know where you came from. Suddenly I wanted by my side forever. Something pulled you closer to me. I don't know what happened. Suddenly the fear was absent. I just wanted to allow myself to feel.
And now, boy, what do I do without you? And now, boy, I undo myself without understanding. I don't feel your kisses anymore, not the way I can remember, of our beginning, when everything was new and I was still someone you wanted to fight for. So let me look at you to understand what you can't explain me. Let me talk. That's the only way for this anguish to end.
Boy, look me in the eyes. Tell me of things, leave me aimlessly, this will already pass. Boy, take me in your arms, tell me love doesn't predicts it's steps. But let me try.
Come closer now, I won't let you go. Hold me tight, kiss my mouth, let the future decide. This is our story, no one will hear it. With a lot of luck one day will be another, you won't have to leave.
Stop thinking so much about life. Stop to look at what we have. Now there's no other way out. It won't be the same with anyone else.
But I don't want to be the other. I can't stand that. To imagine you with her is driving me crazy. I don't want to care. The deal was to be free. Maybe I don't know how to play.
I don't want to be the reason for someone losing you. But don't tease me cause I'll forget that and grab you without hiding.
I won't stay here just for you to have who to runaway to. won't stay. You'll have to decide, I won't accept.
sobre O ALBUM
Naquela noite, quando eu não conseguia pegar no sono, algo me veio à cabeça e me manteve ocupada por horas. Eu me levantei e escrevi "tão diferente". Estava ali no meu quarto de madrugada e não queria acordar ninguém então cantarolei baixinho uma melodia e toquei o violão quase sem fazer som. Cada frase dessa música foi uma tentativa de me compreender melhor.
Um outro momento, tentei compreender a dor que possa ter causado por ouvir meu coração e seguir em frente quando o coração do outro ainda estava ali entregue aquela relação. Me coloquei no lugar deles, escrevi "garoto".
Tentei compreender a paixão que chega como se fosse derrubar tudo pela frente e ao mesmo tempo parece um segredo, "meu segredo", muito íntimo e muito delicado pra se espalhar por aí.
Procurei palavras para pedir perdão, por mim, por todos nós que perdemos o foco no amor e partimos pro ódio cego, burro, agressivo. Pra que? "Desculpa"...
Tentei brincar de relacionamento moderno e vi que não tenho talento pra isso em "a outra".
Ri dos momentos que a gente só está de mau humor sem muito motivo em "Mad at the world".
Numa saudade imensa passei outras noites em claro me perguntando se o amor a distância seria possível de fato em "voltar pro mesmo lugar".
Eu e meus grandes amigos e talentosíssimos parceiros musicais Max Fagundes com seu violão, Junior Carelli com o piano, os arranjos e a produção musical e Wagner Barbosa como vocal coach, fizemos tudo isso se tornar algo de que tenho muito orgulho. Um álbum acústico, simples, direto. Um álbum que representa muito de mim e das pessoas que eu convivo, que eu amo, que eu amei, que passaram na minha vida, que ficaram na minha vida. Espero que também ajude outras pessoas a se identificar. Espero que dê voz aos sentimentos e as confusões que outras pessoas possam ter.
Essas músicas já não são mais só minhas. Agora elas são de todos!
Toma, internet. Distribui e multiplica.
Ps: Agradecimento especial aos meus pais e a minha irmã por me apoiarem e me ouvirem tocar essas músicas infinitas vezes com a mesma atenção da primeira vez. Obrigada por acreditarem tanto em mim.
ABOUT THE ALBUM
That night, when I could not sleep, something came to my mind and kept me thinking for hours. I got up and wrote "tao diferente". I was there in that late night in my room and did not want to wake anyone up, so I softly hummed a tune and played the guitar almost without sound. Each phrase of the song was an attempt to understanding myself better.
Another time, I tried to see the pain I may have caused from hearing my heart and moving on when the other's heart was still there given to that relationship. I put myself in their place, I wrote "garoto."
I tried to understand the passion that comes overthrowing everything ahead and at the same time seems like a secret, "meu segredo", too intimate and delicate to spread around.
I searched for words to apologize, for me, for all of us that lose focus on love and set off to blind, stupid, aggressive hate. For what? "Desculpa"...
I tried to play modern relationship and found I have no talent for it in "the other".
Laughed about those times we're just in a bad mood without much reason in "Mad at the world."
Missing someone immensely, I spent many sleepless nights wondering if a long distance relationship would be possible in fact in "voltar pro mesmo lugar."
I and my best friends and extremely talented musical partners Max Fagundes with his guitar, Junior Carelli with the piano, arrangements and musical production and Wagner Barbosa as vocal coach, made all this something that I'm very proud. An acoustic album, simple, direct. An album that is very much about me and the people I know, people I love, people I loved, who are in my life and were in my life. I hope others can relate to it too. I hope it gives voice to feelings and confusions that other people might have.
These songs are no longer just mine. Now they are everybody's!
Here, internet. Distribute and multiply.
PS: Special thanks to my parents and my sister for supporting me and hearing me play these songs endless times with the same attention of the first time. Thank you for believing in me so much.