"This poor little Christmas single will never find an album to get in..." Here's our Christmas story, a little sad one, but its happy end depends on you, guys! ... Oh, this poor little Christmas single Will never find an album to get in Will never be where he belongs Never get hugged by other songs And share with them his jingle bells, ding-ding Oh, this poor little Christmas single Will not be numbered two or five or so The only track, the lonely one And there's no one singing around About snow or good old Ho Ho Ho But still he will play Just to make sure you're having a great Holiday And still he will spin To deliver those goosebumps under your skin Despite... being left... Out... in the cold... He'll keep giving his warmness to you And to all Oh, this poor little Christmas single Gives friendly smiles and waves to many LP's and EP's But there's no need in him, they say Like he's a broken candy cane Which has no chance to decorate those lovely Christmas trees But still he will play Just to make sure you're having a great Holiday And still he will spin To deliver those goosebumps under your skin Despite... being left... Out... in the cold... He'll keep giving his warmness to you And to all Oh, this poor little Christmas single Will wait for Santa's sleigh comes here and then he will depart He'll never find a home to stay But you should know he'll be OK For as long as he has a place in your heart He'll never find a home to stay But you should know he'll be OK For as long as he has a place in your heart He'll never find a home to stay But you should know he'll be OK For as long as he has a place in your heart In your heartmore

Here's our new song, recently released. We have stepped in Rock territory this time, with both feet. In the end... love will win, love will rule and will live... Am I Naive? ... I'm preparing my weapons carefully Don't worry, they'll be anything but deadly Oh dear, my weapons don't hurt and don't kill They intend to bring love! And they will! I'm ready for a fight, I'm so damn ignited! My sheet of paper and my quill are so damn united With my synth, my drums and my guitar! Well, here's my arsenal I use so far And I'm praying to the Lord, with kind of hope For only these types of weapons to be used across the globe Am I Naive Thinking someday humans could see the greater goals to achieve? Am I Naive Hoping someday instead of taking they could learn how to give? Please tell me why They always look for their glory but find somebody who must die? Will they ever try Building a future full of laughter and not of cry? Welcome to my HQ, also known as my den Here's a map of your heart and here is my plan On all of these fronts I'll be steadily pushing I'll break into this part, and this one, it's crucial I will try all the moves from being cool to being tender Until all of your heart is finally surrender Gonna keep my attempts with each new release It's the only way I'm gonna conquer you with And I'm praying to the Lord, with kind of hope For only these types of conquests to be made across the globe Am I Naive Thinking someday humans could see the greater goals to achieve? Am I Naive Hoping someday instead of taking they could learn how to give? Please tell me why They always look for their glory but find somebody who must die? Will they ever try Building a future full of laughter and not of cry? Against all the wrath in their fist I will resist! Against all brute power and might I will write! Against their intension to darken our day I will play! Against the destruction they bring I will sing! Yes, I'm silent no longer Their bullets are solid, but love is stronger And here is my belief In the end Love will win! Love will rule and will live! Am I Naive? Am I Naive? Am I Naive?more

Here's my first work as a lyricist. Along with my friend and musician Marcello Vieira, we've made this song. Hope you'd like it. We'll be glad if you watch the lyric video to this song on YouTube. Also, feel free to join my Instagram. ... It's three thirty a.m. in my den Morpheus, sorry, I'll come a bit later Those bastards are laughing at me again And winking: "Hey, pal, we could be so much greater!" I cross them out, I bring some of them back Looking for something that sounds like a melody But in this game we play they often counter attack Scoring their points against my feeling of sanity They can appear in her room in the night They can reflect in her eyes shining bright They can get close to her heart and access it They can appear in her room in the night They can reflect in her eyes shining bright Slowly and tenderly they can caress it They can be everywhere I cannot be My lyrics are surely My lyrics are surely happier than me I'm a lonely mad man in my den Morpheus, sorry, won't come until morning The war was declared between me and them When they mocked me: "Dude! Love to see your mind burning!" Here's my revenge, I won't let all of them be I'll make them running in terror by pressing delete And replace them with help of my ally, Eau de vie There is no way my love song remains incomplete They can appear in her room in the night They can reflect in her eyes shining bright They can get close to her heart and access it They can appear in her room in the night They can reflect in her eyes shining bright Slowly and tenderly they can caress it They can be everywhere I cannot be My lyrics are surely My lyrics are surely happier than me And so they flew The birds The words The symbols of me feeling blue And they would face A grace First place In hearts of all the human race Or they would fall and see Their dark Their requiem shark In depths of a forgotten sea No matter how it's gonna be Now they're happy and free Flying to their only One and only Addressee My lyrics are surely happier than memore