Enrique playing guitar
CHILEAN SINGER-SONGWRITER · NOW IN BALI

Songs for
connection.

Music, stories and places from the road.

Songs & lyrics ↓Where I'm playing ↓
ENRIQUE LARRONDO

I sing to create a space where we can meet.

Songs shaped by travel, nature, intimate gatherings and the simple act of singing together.

Enrique singing
MUSIC

The songs

The Fire Waits · My Own Feminine · Oda a la Luna

Original songs move alongside mantra, Latin American roots and communal singing.

LYRICS

Three songs.

The Fire Waits

Two mountains, one breath apart.
Lyrics

She asks him questions He gets answers wrong His eyes have been Where hands haven't gone

Mornings on doorstep flowers incense rice she lights it for the mountain sweeps and goes inside

They walk down the cliff to keep it simple slow the sun goes behind her hands don't know where to go

Agung and Batur facing long across the land he's the man, she's the woman and they've never held hands

There's fire under the mountain there's fire under her skin (×2)

oooh o hooo oooo ho there's fireeeee (×2)

Now she goes quiet the light shines up her throat the light finds her lips eyes go somewhere dark

He smells the wood burning he smells her desire the heat comes between them and she loves that fire

CHORUS

Blue couch, geckos sing fire cracks like a heart her knee almost his two mountains, one breath apart

They hold the gaze long they both know what they want no one moves and nobody says it out loud

So he makes another tea

CHORUSSPOKEN

Mornings on doorstep flowers incense rice almost midnight, she goes to bed

he washes both the cups Maybe another day

My Own Feminine

Where the ocean meets the earth.
Lyrics

She brings my whole body, breath and soul Temple to enter, soft and slow, her seasons to come

My lover's presence with no goal, skin asking to unfold Sweet devotion I remain rooted, love without a claim

Oh my own feminine, I attune to your truth

Where the ocean meets the earth (×4)

The sound of my beat, close to her skin Body moves like a prayer, I burn with desire

I enter soft, I enter slow, finally Holding my own hand, my own hand

Ah my own feminine

Where the ocean meets the earth (×4)

Oda a la Luna

A song for the moon, for remembering, and for returning.
Lyrics

Once you came down for a shepherd Who slept where the mountains meets sea Tonight, if you come down from heaven Come quietly looking for me

Do not wake the dogs on your way Don't be troubled by bells in town Just come to the place of my dreaming And lay your silver body down

Under your light I remember

Chandrama Mama Luna Ima Levana Mãe Lua

I have been sleeping through the winters With salt on my lips and my hands Waiting for the one who remembers The name I had before I was a man

Once you came down for a shepherd And kept him forever in dreams Tonight, if you come down from heaven Come softly and do it to me

Under your light I remember

Chandrama Mama Luna Ima Levana Mãe Lua

ON THE ROAD · NOW IN BALI

Sharing music
in Bali.

I'm sharing music here in Bali at the moment, around Uluwatu and Ubud, until November. For where I'm playing this week, follow @enriquelarrondo.music.

Bali, Indonesia Now
Aug — Nov 2026
Ubud · Uluwatu

Switzerland
2026
Interlaken · Zürich · Graubünden

Costa Rica
Home
Garza · Nosara

Singing circle
STORIES FROM THE ROAD

Music happens
between people.

Singing through a window in Filisur

A song through the window

Filisur, Graubünden · Winter 2026

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I came to spend the winter in the Swiss Alps looking for new inspiration — to write new songs, share what I had learned, and learn from this land.

One afternoon, while taking photographs in a park in Filisur, this lady appeared at her window and said hello. We could hardly communicate — her Swiss German and my broken German didn't take us very far — so I thought: maybe we can sing.

I shared a few German songs about Pachamama and the strength of the heart.

For twenty precious minutes, we shared smiles, music and breath. Around us stood old apple trees, the mountains, and the quietness of the Alps.

Sometimes a song is enough to meet.

Rehearsing a singing circle in Zürich

Gathering to sing

Zürich · Spring 2026

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We gathered to rehearse for a singing circle in Zürich. We met twice, but this particular afternoon stayed with me.

We explored Spanish songs and a few mantras, getting to know one another beyond the music — so that when it was time to improvise, we could listen, trust, and feel each other in the circle.

We played, talked, walked, and spent the afternoon together in the Zürich spring.

The rehearsal became part of the music itself.

Enrique Larrondo
ABOUT

Enrique Larrondo

Enrique is a Chilean singer-songwriter whose music moves between songwriting, mantra, Latin American roots and communal singing.

His songs have grown through travel and are often shared outside conventional stages—in homes, retreats, streets, beaches and gatherings.