¡Hola Hivers! Nuevamente estoy participando en el Hive Open Mic, esta vez en la semana #186 con el tema: Cinema. Debo admitir que este tema me emocionó muchísimo porque hago teatro musical, así que el cine musical me fascina.
En esta ocasión tenía pensado participar con otra canción, pero resulta que ayer tuve una canción de Vocal Coaching super productiva en la que logré mejorar una de mis canciones favoritas de cine musical: Don't Rain on My Parade. Esta canción es de la película Funny Girl (1968) protagonizada por Barbra Streisand y en la que podemos ver la vida de Fanny Brice, una cantante y actriz que murió en 1951.
¡Espero que disfruten mi interpretación!
Hi Hivers! Once again I'm participating in the Hive Open Mic, this time in week #186 with the topic: Cinema. I must admit that this theme got me really excited because I do musical theater, so musical cinema fascinates me.
This time I was planning to participate with another song, but it turns out that yesterday I had a super productive Vocal Coaching song in which I managed to improve one of my favorite musical film songs: Don't Rain on My Parade. This song is from the movie Funny Girl (1968) starring Barbra Streisand and in which we can see the life of Fanny Brice, a singer and actress who died in 1951.
I hope you enjoy my interpretation!
Letra | Lyrics
Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
Life's candy and the Sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill, it's me, and not you
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade?
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once, I gotta try once
Only can die once
Right, sir?
Oh, life is juicy, juicy, and you see
I'm gonna have my bite, sir
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw, that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham!
One shot, one gun shot, and bam!
Hey, Mister Arnstein
Here I am!
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade
Instrumental Usado | Used Instrumental
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