

{weeping
guitar swells into vast open reverb,
rhythmic breath foley
entering
slowly}
Four hundred seventy-six, the hand opens wide,
Dueña del flujo, with nothing to hide.
Je lâche la prise,
le cœur est léger,
Lascio andare tutto, senza più il peso del dover restare.
Dimissio cordis.
I am the release,
the space in the air,
Dueña del viento, without any care.
Je suis la souveraine qui laisse s'envoler,
Libera dall'ansia, in una nuova libertà.
Libertas absoluta. No cap,
it’s the wisdom, to love is to free,
Reclamando mi paz, the soul finally me.
C’est pas du brain rot,
c’est le grand lâcher-prise,
I’m 4K released, sovereign,
in the breeze.
Pax profunda.
It ate, the attachment—no crumbs of the chain,
Nuestra luz es el sol,
after the rain. Je suis la souveraine qui n'a plus besoin d'un
nom, And that’s the real vibe,
the sovereign freedom.
I am the release,
the space in the air,
Dueña del viento, without any care.
Je suis la souveraine qui laisse s'envoler,
Libera dall'ansia, in una nuova libertà.
Libertas absoluta. 100%
Tiguidou. Liberación.
Libération.
Dimissio.
Tiguidou.