If Coronation was the Lady coming down to crown the girl, and Enchanted was the woman crossing the room to gather her, then Solta is what comes after she’s safe: the morning the work is finally put down. 🤍
This song came from a session about the habit of staying busy, because stillness never felt safe. A child who grows up like that never learns to rest, only to earn. Solta is the day I finally hand back to her: no list, no task, nothing to deserve. Just someone asking what she wants to do, and not even needing an answer.
The list is done Nothing left over The day is empty And the door flung open So now, little girl? What do you want to do? The day has no master The day is yours You can paint, you can sing You can just look Make that little dish You used to love So now, little girl? What do you want to do? The day has no master The day is yours It's not a prize, not a trade You don't have to earn it It's just because it feels good It's just for you to be So now, little girl? You don't have to answer We'll stay right here Just for the pleasure of being
Solta
Acabou a lista Não sobrou nada O dia tá vazio E a porta escancarada E agora, menina? O que cê quer fazer? Hoje não tem dono O dia é pra você Pode pintar, pode cantar Pode só olhar Fazer a comidinha Que cê gostava E agora, menina? O que cê quer fazer? Hoje não tem dono O dia é pra você Não é prêmio, não é troca Não precisa merecer É só porque dá gosto É só pra você ser E agora, menina? Não precisa responder A gente fica aqui Só pelo prazer de ser
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