Hive Music Festival - Semana #7 (1ra ronda) - CARAMBA - (Otílio Galindez COVER) Por @oswaldotorres
Hello my dear people of Hive Music Festival, I hope you have a great Friday, I must say that mine started a little bit with the left foot because my cart broke down again so well, there is music to relax and let us get carried away by the positive vibe of the melody and the songs. On this occasion I am going to interpret a song as beautiful as it is sad, it is a melancholic song by a Venezuelan popular composer named Otilio Galindez, a composer whose lyrics have the particularity of having an enormous poetic beauty and with a focus on the details and the apparently trivial things in life. Songs like "Pueblos Tristes", "Duerme Mi tripón" and "Caramba" have permeated the popular repertoire of Venezuelan music as a sample of poetry and music at its highest level of expression. Today I am pleased to interpret for this Hive Music Festival in its week 7 (Round 1) the song: CARAMBA by the great composer Otilio Galindez, dedicated to his memory.
I want to send a big shout out to.@edwardstobia ,
@ilazramusic ,
@ylich ,
@eugelys ,
@theycallmedan , the
@aliento community and all those who make this event possible and who in one way or another have given me their support, either with suggestions, positive comments and the encouragement of feeling that art is valued not only in economic terms, You have no idea how I feel when I receive such genuine comments about the covers that I publish here, of course not only to participate is the richness of this event, but to enjoy so many talented colleagues that one is astonished, thank you for allowing me to be part of this community. A big hug and thanks to all
Caramba, mi amor, caramba,
lo bello que hubiera sido
si tanto como te quise
así me hubieras querido.
Caramba, mi amor, caramba,
pasar este invierno triste
mirando caer la lluvia
que tantas cosas me dice.
Caramba, mi amor, caramba.
Caramba, mi amor, caramba,
las cosas que nos perdimos,
los chismes que solo escucho
entre las piedras del río.
Caramba, mi amor, caramba,
el viento con las espigas,
aroma de caña fresca
y amargos de mandarina.
Oh, my love, oh, my love, oh, my,
how beautiful it would have been
if as much as I loved you
as much as you loved me.
Oh, my love, oh, my love, oh, my love, oh, my love, oh, my love, oh, my love,
to spend this sad winter
watching the rain fall
that tells me so many things.
Caramba, my love, Caramba
Oh, my love,
the things we missed,
the gossip I only hear
between the stones of the river.
Oh, my love,
the wind with the ears of corn,
aroma of fresh cane
and tangerine bitters.
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Original content for the Hive blockchain. Text translated at www.deepl.com, song lyrics extracted from www.cancioneros.com , covers and original banners with backgrounds extracted from www.pixabay.com.
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