Raw Nerve Presence

{soundscape of empty room with subtle chair shift and finger tap on

table} {raw unfiltered presence}

Four hundred thirty-one, the artifice is gone,

Solo estoy yo,

in the light of the dawn.

Plus de décor, juste ma vérité nue,

Sono qui, semplicemente, senza esser perduta.

Hic sum.

I am the presence,

the sovereign in the skin,

Dueña de mi estado,

let the life begin.

Je suis la souveraine

dans le silence du jour,

La realtà che respira,

senza alcun detour. Praesentia

absoluta.

{raw sovereign declaration}

No cap, it’s grounded,

the production is stripped,

Mi voz es mi ley,

never been equipped.

C’est pas du brain rot,

c’est ma propre nature,

I’m 4K human,

sovereign and pure.

Ipsum esse.

It ate, the theater—no crumbs of the play,

Soy quien define, in my own way.

Je suis la souveraine

de mon simple souffle,

And that’s the real vibe,

the sovereign to be.

I am the presence,

the sovereign in the skin,

Dueña de mi estado,

let the life begin.

Je suis la souveraine dans le silence du jour,

La realtà che respira,

senza alcun detour.

Praesentia

absoluta.

100% Tiguidou.

Simplemente soy.

Je suis simplement.

Presentia.

Tiguidou.

{gradual fade to room

silence}