You Are My Lady

If feelings could be translated into text without grammar and logic, the result would be something like this track. Everything here is honest, unfiltered: ‘I love you,’ ‘I need you,’ ‘you are mine,’ ‘you are everything.’ There are many words, even more repetitions, but that's the beauty of it - like a lover who can't stop and whispers for the seventh time that being with her is the meaning, the air, and the reason to get up in the morning.

This confession has no clear structure, but it has the rhythm of the heart. Sometimes in English, sometimes in Spanish, sometimes just as ‘wo oh’ - but it's still clear. This is not philosophy, but a state of being: eye to eye, palm to palm, and music that doesn't ask, but simply affirms: you are my joy, my ‘everything’ and a little bit more.