¡Hola Steemians! Feliz día.
sobre estrenar la plataforma de Dlive, me estuve preguntando demasiados días qué podría grabar. Sabía desde un principio que sería algo sobre música, pero ¿un cover? ¿una canción propia? Era algo que fastidió por mi mente durante infinitos días. La plataforma de d-live ya me encantaba y estaba buscando realizar mis primeras transmisiones pero aún no había tenido éxito ni tiempo.Pero en esta ocasión no ocurrió así. Y es que soy muy sensible y sobre-empatizo con los pequeños hechos que ocurren a mi alrededor, desde una cara triste hasta el llanto de un amigo. Y así fue como ocurrió con esta canción.
Letra:
Imposible olvidar
los tiempos de guerra y unidad
tanto creí que había por luchar
y hoy todo luce en tempestad
mis ojos no paran de llorar
quieren gritar, quiero volar
Coro
el crimen de creer
y luego no poder
tendré que devolverme a cantar
ya no siento mis pies
y pienso en el ayer
cuándo volverás para correr?
las calles frías y brillantes
las casas vacías, y las calles frías
el sol se burla de mí
pensé que sería humillante seguir luchando por ti
la gente, me mira tan extraño
y sigo caminando, y sigo olvidando
coro
Cuándo volverás?
cuándo volverás
quiero sentir un nuevo amanecer
Ya no tengo la fe para seguir
Coro final
el crimen de querer
y luego no creer
tendré que devolverme a callar
nunca sentí mis pies
Ya no pienso en el ayer
ya no volverás para correr
Muchas gracias a
Un abrazo, Aida.
Hello, Steemians! Happy day.
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On this occasion something very strange happened to me, and that was that even though I didn't know what was going to be the song yet, I was sure that it would be something original, but there are certain songs I didn't want to show and I wanted to save them for the release of my album, apart from the fact that I have already uploaded a large part of my repertoire to my account... I was sitting alone in the studio making a progression that I liked very much and had many lyrics in mind, but I was obtuse to want to talk about the same thing; I always talk about love, dislike, waiting and hope. Almost all of my topics are for people who have taken a very important part of my life, whether they are friends, couples, or transient whims.
But that was not the case this time. I'm very sensitive and overly empathetic to the little things that happen around me, from a sad face to the crying of a friend. And that's how it happened with this song.
All Venezuelans know what territory we are standing on. We are covered in injustice, sadness and mental exhaustion. My motto has always been to go ahead and deal with it, but I know that for many people it is complicated; many deceased relatives, people on the bone and many despair. Those young Protestants who gave their all in the struggle for the country (many, many of them losing their lives, and leaving many families with a gray Christmas). I was never in a protest but I know of close friends who were there and saw what it was like to feel really hopeless and threatened up close.
I've never written a song about Venezuela before because I didn't feel like it at all, I'm more of a writer of my own stories and disappointments, but this time I was able to make it my own. The song I did is called "The Crime of Believing".
Lyrics in english:
Impossible to forget
the time of war and unity
I thought there was so much to fight for
and today everything looks like a thunderstorm.
My eyes won't stop crying
They want to scream, I want to fly.
chorus
the crime of believing
and then not be able to.
I'll have to go back to singing.
I can no longer feel my feet
and I think about yesterday
when will you be back to run?
the cold, shiny streets
the empty houses, and the cold streets
the sun is mocking me.
I thought it would be humiliating to keep fighting for you
People, they look at me so strangely.
and I keep walking, and I keep forgetting
chorus
When will you be back?
when will you be back?
I want to feel a new dawn
I no longer have the faith to go on
Final chorus
the crime of wanting
and then not believing
I'll have to go back to shutting up.
I never felt my feet
I don't think about yesterday anymore.
You won't come back to run anymore.
Thanks a lot to
Hugs, Aida.
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