Portada editada en photoroom usando de fondo una imagen originalFotografía Original tomada con Sony Xperia XzHello friends. I'm pleased to once again be making music content for the Hive blockchain. For those of you who know me a little bit or have seen some of my content, you know that music is what I am really passionate about. I have previously participated in other editions of the Hive Music Festival, but this time I want to share something of more substance. I want to show you my side as a composer. Although I usually do covers when I make music videos for Hive, I am also passionate about writing and making my own songs, in fact it's what I do best, composing and singing my own songs. In musical projects that I have and where I have participated before, I have always had the opportunity to make my own music and lyrics, so I hope that this time you can take a look, or rather eye and ear to my presentation.
"A veces" Una canción surrealista sobre el desamor
"Sometimes" A surreal song about heartbreak
I have a way of making lyrics for my songs, and the truth is that I like to play with words, add nonsense, absurd poetic elements, beautiful and grotesque at times, but following a general idea that in this case is the nostalgia of a lost love.
I want to take this opportunity to offer my greetings and thanks to those who have made this music festival possible in Hive. I also wish the best of success to all the participants and make it clear that the most important thing is to share what we do and the love for music which is what unites us all
A veces pienso que estoy allí
Bebiendo el licor del silencio
A veces siento que no sentí
Cuando se escurrieron los años.
En la muchedumbre me pierdo
Un Rezagado en el cardumen
Los habitantes del pasado
Son buenos conversadores.
Estoy abrevando en la soledad
En el lago del gran suplicio
A veces siento que te perdí
Porque me perdí yo primero
En la muchedumbre me pierdo
Un Rezagado en el cardumen
Los aguaceros del pasado
No escamparon en el recuerdo.
Soy el ladrido en el funeral
De nuestras promesas perdidas.
Las ánimas duermen en el portal
Los pájaros pican mi herida
Cúando hagas tu vida en el porvenir
Recuerda mi risa perdida
Cuando contigo se den un festín
Recuerda mi lengua Florida.
SOMETIMES (LYRICS)
Sometimes I think I'm there
Drinking the liquor of silence
Sometimes I feel that I didn't feel
When the years slipped away.
In the crowd I get lost
A straggler in the shoal
The habitants of the past
Are good conversationalists.
I am watering in solitude
In the lake of the great ordeal
Sometimes I feel I lost you
Because I lost myself first
In the crowd I'm lost
A straggler in the shoal
The downpours of the past
They didn't stop in the memory.
I am the barking at the funeral
Of our lost promises.
The souls sleep in the doorway
The birds peck at my wound
When you make your life in the future
Remember my lost laughter
When you feast with me
Remember my Florida tongue.
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