Moved by an intense feeling that flows through melodies and lyrics, I unleash my creativity and enjoy the pleasant experience of writing and singing songs.
About me
Singing has always been my abiding passion and a deeply rewarding way of making music. However, I first delved into songwriting over a decade ago after an event that marked a milestone in my life. This experience led me to explore the connection between music and creativity, using lyrics as a meaningful tool. Paired with a friendly melody, they flow together to convey emotions and move listeners, touching the hearts of people anywhere."
Witness or protagonist—the ideas flow, the music comes—and I delight in the process of writing songs and the expectation of an unpredictable result.
My Music
Discover each one of my songs
By entering Behind The Song, you will be able to listen to my music and connect with the lyrics
This is forever, we’ll make things better, we’ll be together and now we can’t
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Album Anywhere at Anytime
1. Enough 2. Hard To Say It 3. A Free Romantic Soul 4. My Love 5. Here We Are 6. Long Time Ago
Album Everywhere at Anytime - Alternative pop
Lyrics, melody & vocals by Lily Fabiola
Guitar and arrangement by Vali Cáceres - Edition Gonzalo Landazuri
My love, cause with you I can feel deep love
In my soul, my skin, in all
It’s so easy to get the inspiration, feel the pleasure
I can feel your skin so warm
Every time you heart is feeling mine
HEART BEATING TO MUSIC
A Summer Evening and A Precious Gift.
It is summer evening, the heat has been oppressive, and the sultry weather shows its compassion bringing a slight wind that freshes-up my face and gives me comfort. Ah, the breeze is sighing—the gentle breeze.
Standing looking at the horizon, I appreciate the stunning landscape and the golden colors that are shinning impressively. I cannot help being a dreamer, and longing for a trust only children have, I close my eyes to wish upon the sun for my dream to come true.
Cool summer evenings
that captivate walkers and enchant dreamers,
I embrace your arrival with much pleasure.
A feeling of peacefulness overcomes me—it is time to go back home.
Walking down the streets, lost in my thoughts, wandering between my past and future, I discern a sound that takes my attention and brings me to the present. It takes me a few seconds to understand that those are the notes of a popular song, performed loud and quite in tune.
Captivated by that sound, I turned to find out who is the owner of that powerful voice, and I get to descry at the end of a street a humbly dressed child selling treats in a straw storage basket. I draw near the spot. I am impressed by the natural ease with which this gifted child sings. I gaze at the scene while enjoying her singing. Some people smile at her, then follow their ways, others get close to purchase a few treats—no poses, no scripts, she just sells her stuff as she sings freely.
The night is coming, the lamppost has turned on, the streets are clearing—I’ll hit the road. Moving with short and slow paces, I walk trying to extend a bit more this singular moment and see her from other side of the corner. I see her discreetly from the other side of the corner. There are no people around now, nobody to please with a song, and while covering her basket preparing to go, she continues singing. Not all the stuff has been sold, not all the notes are perfect in tune, and there is no sign of worries or sadness on her face. She walks singing loudly, and soon leaves the place.
Finally at home, laying in my bed, I remember the scene with much gratitude since even though this girl lives a complex reality, beyond compassion her situation inspires me, I feel grateful for seeing happiness in the eyes of a child, singing freely. She is a gift.
It’s time to go, she lets us know,
she wants to live her live
She sets out on a long journey
Nobody knows if she’ll come back