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1. OTSEMEAK feat. Demi García Sabat
OTSEMEAK — meaning "she-wolves" in Basque — is Bea's powerful debut single and the heart of this album. The track captures the essence of the whole project: each song is inspired by a transformative experience Bea lived every Tuesday for several years within a women’s circle. OTSEMEAK conjures a mystical underworld where sisterhood, liberation, and ritual converge. Bea’s voice becomes both melody and rhythm, engaging in a visceral dialogue with the udu and the pandero cuadrado, while the double and electric basses ground the sound in earthy resonance. With hypnotic rhythms and evocative lyrics, OTSEMEAK transports listeners into a sacred space where the feminine howls, gathers, and rises — offering a powerful glimpse into the spirit of the full album.
Otsemeen ulu kate,
lur azpiko erresuman libre.
Elkarren besoetan, epel,
korapilatzen.
Otsemeak babesean,
sua piztuta akelarrean.
Zer ote du ilargiak
asteartetan?
Baubok irri, keinu, plazer askea.
Oizysek dio “aizu, hobe negar egitea”.
Euterpek gordeta ditu hamaika
zulo beltz. Ostarak “goazen berrikastera”.
Hor nengoen, ahots gabe,
barruko Lola zigortzen.
Bidean zen galdu,
jada gailurra jo du.
Otsemeek euren opak,
kanpora ozen kolpatuz hormak.
Hustu ta bete, orain, koban
hamar jainkosa.
2. OIZYS
OIZYS is a moving anthem about resilience and healing. It tells the story of tears searching for light and striving to break free from the webs of lies that, often through social media, try to convince us we must pursue constant happiness. The song shows how we can find strength even through pain and fear.
Reflecting on the truth that it’s okay to feel sadness and grief sometimes, OIZYS reminds us we don’t have to feel guilty for these emotions. They are a natural part of life—essential for learning, growth, and healing. With vivid imagery of wounds drying in the rain, darkness making the sparkle shine brighter, and the sound of a cry becoming the melody of light, OIZYS celebrates overcoming struggles and rising stronger than ever.
Irentsitako malkoek
dantzan diraute argi eske.
Biluzik, leiho itsuetatik irten.
Usteltzen duten ipuinen
gezur-saretik askatzen.
Garaile gara erortzean ere.
Euriak lehortu du zauria.
Ez dira beti eguzki izpiak.
Ilunak egingo du dirdira,
oihuak argiaren melodia.
Laztandu naute beldurrek.
Hasi naiz gero loratzen.
Minari esker gara irabazle.
Euriak lehortu du zauria.
Ez dira beti eguzki izpiak.
Ilunak egingo du dirdira,
oihuak argiaren melodia.
3. LOLA feat. Judit Neddermann
This song speaks universally about forgiving the parts of ourselves we sometimes reject, neglect, or stop loving — parts that remain essential to who we are. It captures the struggle of moving from silence and pain toward acceptance, embracing the knots within us with compassion, and ultimately finding freedom through self-forgiveness.
Perdóname, lo sé, yo a ti te odié.
Fuiste fuego, después hielo,
silencio mudo que encadenó y derritió mi ser.
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Perdóname, contigo supe ver:
no nacemos pa(ra) ser de hierro.
Silencio oscuro que alumbró un nudo,
fui desatándome.
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Yo te quise odiar, no era de verdad.
Lento, muy lento, te aprendí a abrazar.
Aún te quiero odiar, sé que no es verdad.
Lejos, muy lejos, sin mirar atrás, va.
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En la pared, mis miedos en papel,
ira, sueños donde vuelo.
Silencio mudo que despertó,
desenredó mi ser.
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Perdóname, te odié y me equivoqué.
Por ti puedo ser quien quiero.
Hoy canto al nudo, que así lo curo,
voy desatándome.
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Yo te quise odiar, no era de verdad.
Lento, muy lento, te aprendí a abrazar.
Aún te quiero odiar, sé que no es verdad.
Lejos, muy lejos, sin mirar atrás.
Yo te quise odiar, no era de verdad.
Lento, muy lento, te aprendí a abrazar.
4. ENODIA
This song is a reflection on personal search, taking a leap into the unknown, and the freedom of taking control of our own lives. The lyrics question what it truly means to move forward and find a path. They also speak about letting go of fear and daring to choose based on desire rather than obligation or fear of what others might say. At the same time, they challenge the idea of “success” and what it really means to “achieve” something. But above all, ENODIA is a tribute to freedom—to “closing your eyes, breathing, and letting yourself be carried, like the waves,” trusting your own journey.
Zer den ona? Zer onena?
Non dago, ba(da), erantzuna?
Zer da etxea? Zer bidea?
Nork dio, esan, zer den lortzea?
Errutik aske.
Ni neu gidaria, nire hegaldian.
Pauso bakoitzaren aztarnaren,
biharko egunsentiaren,
orainaren jabe.
Begiak itxi eta arnas, bare-bare.
Olatuen antzera kulunkatzen, libre.
Beldurpean jo ateak.
Norantz hegan? “Nahi”, ez “behar”.
Espero da noren dogma?
Zuek bota, ez nau joko ta.
Errutik aske.
Amildegi ertzean, salto egitear.
Pauso bakoitzaren aztarnaren,
biharko egunsentiaren,
orainaren jabe.
Begiak itxi eta arnas, bare-bare.
Olatuen antzera kulunkatzen, libre.
Zer den ona? Zer onena?
Non dago, ba(da), erantzuna?
Zer da etxea? Zer bidea?
Non dago, ba(da), erantzuna?
5. EUTERPE feat. Idoia
Through the lyrics of Jon Martin Etxebeste, Bea and her sister Idoia give voice to a little-known reality: the silent struggle of those of us who dedicate our lives to music—or to art in general. Inspired by the Greek muse of music, EUTERPE is not an idealized ode to art, but a reflection on the invisible sacrifices and the ghosts (“mamu” in Basque) that come with this path: precariousness, uncertainty, and the pressure to conform to conventional standards of “success,” all while trying to preserve our creative essence within an often-hostile industry. The song also explores the inner ghosts we sometimes fall prey to: extreme self-demand and comparison—frequently fueled by a culture of perfectionism and intense competitiveness within both music education institutions and the music industry itself, where the mental health of musicians and artists is still too often overlooked.
Ia harrapatu nau gertu
igaro den kortxeak.
Zer galarazi ote dit
nahi dudana lortzeak?
Gordean usteltzen diren
itxaropen haziak.
Ubeldurak ametsetan
ta erritmo hautsiak.
Txalo berrien DoSiak
desio zaharren amu.
Isilune hau garrasi
bilakatuko banu?
Mamu, mamu, kordei haztamu.
Besteen ondamu, mamu, beti utopia amu.
Damu, ta izaratik tiratuko banu?
Agur, mamu.
Sol klabea galdera ikur
bihurtu zait partituran.
Zalantza dut inuzentziz
maitatuko zaitudan.
Mamu, mamu, kordei haztamu.
Besteen ondamu, mamu, beti utopia amu.
Damu, ta izaratik tiratuko banu?
Agur, mamu.
Tentsatutako ahots korda fermu.
Erdi infernu ta erdi zeru.
Mamu, mamu, kordei haztamu.
Ondamu, mamu, beti utopia amu.
Damu, ta izarak mamu…
Tiraka jarraitu banu?
Tira egingo banu?
Erabat desestaliko banu?
Minik hartu gabe jo dezagun.
Ubeldurak ametsetan.
6. OSTARA
OSTARA is inspired by the goddess of spring, renewal, and rebirth. Just like the seasonal cycle Ostara represents—where the earth awakens from the stillness of winter to embrace new life—the song explores the tension between societal expectations and personal truth as a process of awakening and transformation.
The lyrics reflect the cycles of forgetting and remembering, showing how we often lose touch with our authentic selves under the weight of false beliefs and “rules,” only to rediscover and relearn who we truly are and what we really want. This journey echoes Ostara’s symbolism of renewal: shedding old limitations and embracing growth.
Hear the script somewhere in the breeze.
Disguised ink, sinking in our streams,
makes you believe you gotta bleed to be free.
They forgot our pain is the key to face the beast.
See them fall, let them fall.
Layers drop, make them drop.
Can you hear the pop, can you hear the pop of my soul?
It’s taking off, ready to lose control.
Shall we forget to remember?
How do we learn to forget?
Breaking the rules of the pretender.
How do we learn to relearn?
See them grow, let them grow.
Come and go, rooted but they flow.
Can you hear the pop, can you hear the pop of my soul?
It’s taking off, ready to lose control.
Shall we forget to remember?
How do we learn to forget?
Breaking the rules of the pretender.
How do we learn to relearn?
We are told to skip puddles,
we are tied like laces,
live a life with no troubles,
they’re drawing smiles on our faces.
Shall we forget to remember?
How do we learn to forget?
Breaking the rules of the pretender.
How do we learn to relearn?
7. BAUBO
BAUBO is named after the goddess of female sensuality and sexuality. The song confronts the shame and judgment society imposes on women’s bodies, desires, sensuality, sexuality, and self-expression, revealing how societal “lessons” attempt to silence and control us, turning these aspects into taboos. It challenges the fear and hypocrisy that label freedom and female sexual pleasure as dangerous or rebellious. Ultimately, BAUBO is a bold declaration of self-love and empowerment, celebrating the courage to embrace one’s true self unapologetically and break free from imposed limitations.
“I’m beautiful” their voices whispering,
“I’m beautiful” shamefully,
“I’m beautiful” they say it cautiously,
“I’m beautiful” silence screams.
Sinking, shrinking, that’s their lesson.
Tales and measures, veiled weapons,
in a second shaping fake reality.
Thinking, risking: misdirection.
Burning question:
is it her or is the devil turning her wild and free?
Nipples repelling people,
holy bullets free like eagles.
With those tricky needles
weaving a game for fools where they will win.
Dreamers are sinners,
flesh and pleasure hidden treasures.
Hunting those confronting, daring to spread their wings
Ooh you wanna let them see
you’re not who they thought you’d be.
Ooh you don’t wanna believe,
it ain’t how we’re told it is.
“I’m beautiful” their voices loud and clear,
“I’m beautiful” shamelessly.
8. Yo estaba allí
Five years ago, the lockdown kept me from being where I needed to be most so I could say goodbye. I wrote these lyrics to heal and to remind myself that even if my body couldn’t be there, “I was there” somehow. Writing them helped me start to breathe again and realize that some absences go beyond physical distance and turn into presence. The music, written by Gianluca Corona and Maciek Pysz, found me at just the right moment. They shared the song with me, and it was love at first listen. In its melody and harmony, I found a sense of peace I was struggling to find at the time. They gave me the gift of letting me write lyrics and add my voice to it—something I’ll always be grateful for.
Vi lágrimas teñir de arcoíris
nubes que eran gris.
Yo estaba allí.
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Fui antes de irse a dormir.
Ahí es cuando pude descubrir:
ayer ya no volverá.
Yo cantaré pa(ra) que la pena no duela más.
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Tengo miedo, caigo al suelo,
luego salto y toco el cielo.
Desde aquí ya puedo respirar
y dibujar esos veranos,
cuando bailamos y paseamos de la mano.
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Vi tus ganas de partir
al rincón más alto de San Gris.
Encinas, trigo y paz...
Abrázame bajo esta niebla una vez más.
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Tengo miedo, caigo al suelo,
luego salto y toco el cielo.
Desde aquí ya puedo respirar,
mirar atrás, a esos veranos,
vernos cantando y celebrando de la mano.
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Mil historias pa(ra) reír,
todas ellas yo las llevo aquí.
Aunque ya no volverán,
las guardaré; así la pena no dolerá.
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Pido al tiempo: "Ve más lento".
Saco un grito desde dentro.
Ahora sí, ya empiezo a respirar.
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Respirar…
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