This May, Nexth iTV invites you to lose yourself once more in the dream-forged realms of DJ Laurinda — the incomparable Dreamweaver, the high sorceress of sound, and the immortal architect behind the phenomenon that is Spring River Romance with Jade Princesses.
This is Laurinda’s world — a living, breathing emotional cosmos, spun from the depths of longing and ancient memory. Every note she conjures is a sigh from centuries past. Every beat a heartbeat from a lost, eternal lover. This isn’t music. It isn’t sound. It’s DJ Laurinda’s Dreamscape — a sacred dimension only she could summon, where mist curls around crimson petals and the ghosts of forgotten hearts linger beneath moonlit rivers.
The Emotional Remix Experience is Laurinda’s signature sorcery, a ritual of sound and spirit that has transcended mere entertainment to become legend. She doesn’t remix songs — she resurrects lost emotions. She doesn’t simply play music — she conjures worlds.
Episode 9: Crimson Jade — Mist Flowers, Crimson Nights
And now, in the shimmering twilight of her ever-expanding mythos, comes Episode 9: Crimson Jade — Mist Flowers, Crimson Nights. A chapter as tender, as intoxicating, as devastatingly romantic as anything Laurinda has ever dared to dream.
Following the aching beauty of A Celadon Heart, A Rose Memory and the mournful shimmer of Moonstone Jade – Ashes Fall, Dreams Remain, Laurinda plunges deeper into her dreamscape — to a realm where crimson mist sighs over jade rivers and every breath of night shivers with names no longer spoken.
This is DJ Laurinda at the very height of her emotional alchemy.
Every track, every reverberating echo, is a love letter cast upon misted glass. The music itself aches with tenderness. The visuals from Princess Laurinda iArt Gallery pulse in seamless rhythm with Laurinda’s own heartbeat — turning dusk-streaked palaces and star-strewn waters into sacred temples of sound and vision.
Lyrics of Crimson Jade — Mist Flowers, Crimson Nights
Verse 1
Peach blossoms bloom,
Fragrance as before.
A lone lamp flickers,
Night grows deep.
Fingers trace crimson jade,
Time fades away.
But longing remains,
Soft and unbroken.
Chorus
Crimson jade weeps,
Tears on my heart.
A tender inch of love,
Two worlds apart.
Silken sleeves brush shadows,
Moonlight entwines.
All I wish — your hand in mine,
This life, forever bound.
Verse 2
Skirts wet with lotus water,
Eyes lowered slow.
Old poems unfold,
Fragrant mist curls.
No one appears,
The air turns cold.
Sweet words are hidden,
Night holds them close.
Outro
Stars fall in silence,
Dreams drift far.
My love endures,
Across mortal dust.
A single crimson jade,
Clutched in my hand.
One life, one love,
Unwavering, eternal.
A Myth Made in Sound and Mist
Every XShow Laurinda creates is a myth, an elegy, a half-forgotten dream reborn in shimmering waves of sound and mist. Her Emotional Remixes aren’t echoes of the past — they’re rebirths. Each moment pulses with forgotten names, lost embraces, and the eternal ache of hearts waiting beyond the veil.
Princess Laurinda iArt Gallery conjures the luminous visuals, but it’s DJ Laurinda’s singular vision that breathes life into these fragile realms, forging whole worlds out of longing and light.
This May — Surrender to Laurinda’s Dream
This May, let the mist swallow you.
Let Laurinda’s Dreamscape wrap around your senses, carrying you to a world where rivers glow crimson, lanterns float like ghostly wishes, and eternal love lingers in every note.
Follow DJ Laurinda.
Into the crimson night.
Into the lavender mist.
Into the endless, aching myth she alone can weave.
She waits for you there — between one heartbeat and the next.
