Four Love Songs, Four Waves of the Same Heart

In March, I am not releasing one song. I am releasing four.

Set You Free, Lift You Up, El Toreador, and Nervous.

They all revolve around the same central theme: love. But each one carries a different vibration. It is the same heart speaking, simply seen through four different lights.

These songs tell the story of a love that was born a long time ago. A love that may not have anywhere to go right now, but is still searching for a place to land. Love is like the ocean. Sometimes the tide is high. Sometimes it is low. Sometimes it is mutual, but the timing is not right. And before waiting for perfect timing, I believe we have to be loyal to what we truly feel.

Set You Free

Set You Free speaks about love in its purest form. When you truly love someone, you never take away their freedom.

The song reflects on a past where things did not unfold the way they should have. But it is not about reliving pain. It is about releasing love from what once hurt it, hoping the future can be lighter. Without forcing. Without holding on too tightly.

Love is like a bird. You cannot put it in a cage. If it wants to land, it will. If not, you have to let the sky remain open.

To me, this song is yellow. It carries the colour of renewal, light, and quiet optimism.

Lift You Up

Lift You Up is about a love that lives inside every cell of the body, flowing through the veins, yet still unspoken.

It holds that recurring inner question. If I open my heart, will there be a place for what I feel? Will you meet me somewhere in that space?

It is not dramatic love. It is contained love. Intense, but measured. It is the kind of feeling that simply wants to know whether it can exist in reality.

I see it in pink and violet. Colours of passion, but softened, suspended.

El Toreador

El Toreador is more theatrical. It began as a poem. I wrote it in Spanish because the image of the torero has always fascinated me.

The torero represents the idealized man, the one who dances, performs, and knows how to hypnotize a crowd. But he is not dancing for love.

The heart becomes the bull. Powerful, fearless, ready to charge straight into what it desires. When love is one-sided, it can feel like a dangerous dance. It can hurt deeply. But the bull does not lose its strength. It remains powerful, dignified, and capable of loving again.

To me, this song is red and black. Passion, mystery, and intensity.

Nervous

Nervous is the most vulnerable of the four. It captures the moment just before love is fully confessed.

It is that soft trembling when you realize you are falling. You imagine what it would feel like to hold someone close. You hope. And at the same time, you feel that gentle fear.

I associate it with aqua. A soft colour, but unstable, like the movement of waves.

Choosing to Release What You Feel

These songs were inspired by someone specific. But more than that, they reflect how I choose to love.

For a long time, I kept my emotions inside. I held onto them because I liked feeling them intensely. I also held them because love can be frightening, especially when it is real. When something is deeply felt, you realize how much power it holds.

But keeping feelings locked inside has never brought anything healthy either. When I put them into the world, at least they are alive. They are honest. They exist.

I do not release my feelings, hoping they will find just any place to land. I release them because they are true. And if one day the timing aligns, if the tide rises at the same moment for both hearts, then that will be beautiful.

And if the timing never aligns in that direction, I trust that I will meet someone whose energy meets mine naturally. Someone with whom love does not feel like waiting for the right season, but like arriving at the same shore at the same time.

Expressing your feelings is not a weakness. It is loyalty to yourself. The rest is alignment.

Why Four Songs at Once

I did not want to release just one song per month. One song alone cannot fully represent me.

I have a lot to say. A lot of love to translate. So I chose to release four at once, because sometimes a heart does not speak in whispers. It speaks in waves. March is the first tide. April will bring more.