Hive Open mic week 152-Musica tradicional - 💛💙❤️Venezuela 🇻🇪Cover @yuli07.

Hello my beautiful people, I hope you are very well, everyone is greatly appreciated, your friend @yuli07 greets you again, happy to be with all of you again in this week number #152 with the theme Traditional music

For me, the tradition is to value and preserve the land where we live and I feel proud to be from this wonderful country called Venezuela, I brought a beautiful, very symbolic song here in Venezuela, it is a very beautiful song, I hope you like it, its title is * Venezuela* of this beautiful theme there are many versions here in Venezuela this song is well known and in many other places, I hope you like my interpretation.

This beautiful country called Venezuela has many things that are worthy of admiration: its colors, its people, its landscapes, its warmth. In Venezuela we find human quality, impressive music, warmth, and the ability of its people to enjoy every moment with contagious joy. and falls in love I feel proud to be Venezuelan. Venezuela is a country very blessed by God.

Letter

I carry your light and your aroma on my skin
and the four in the heart
I carry in my blood the foam of the sea
and your horizon in my eyes.

I do not envy the flight or the nest to the turpial
I am like the wind in the harvest
I feel the Caribbean like a woman
I am so I'm going to do.

I am desert, jungle, snow and volcano
and when I walk I leave a trail
of the rumor of the plain in a song
that reveals me

The woman I want has to be
heart, fire and spur
with skin tanned like a flower
from Venezuela.

With your landscape and my dreams I will go
for those worlds of God
and your memories at sunset
They will make my path shorter.

Between your beaches my childhood remained
stretched out to the wind and the sun
and that nostalgia that rises to my voice
accidentally became a song

I want the immensity of the mountains
and from the river the watercolor
and from you the children who will sow
new stars.

And if one day I have to shipwreck
and the typhoon breaks my sails
bury my body near the sea
In Venezuela.

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Letra

Llevo tu luz y tu aroma en mi piel
y el cuatro en el corazón
llevo en mi sangre la espuma del mar
y tu Horizonte en mis ojos.

No envidio el vuelo ni el nido al turpial
soy como el viento en la mies
siento el caribe como a una mujer
soy asi que voy a hacer.

Soy desierto, selva, nieve y volcán
y al andar dejo una estela
del rumor del llano en una canción
que me desvela.

La mujer que quiero tiene que ser
corazón, fuego y espuela
con la piel tostada como una flor
de Venezuela.

Con tu paisaje y mis sueños me iré
por esos mundos de Dios
y tus recuerdos al atardecer
me harán más corto el camino.

Entre tus playas quedó mi niñez
tendida al viento y al sol
y esa nostalgia que sube a mi voz
sin querer se hizo canción

De los montes quiero la inmensidad
y del rio la acuarela
y de ti los hijos que sembrarán
nuevas estrellas.

Y si un dia tengo que naufragar
y el tifón rompe mis velas
enterrad mi cuerpo cerca del mar
en Venezuela.