Hello community, this is the first time I participate in this Festival. I opened my account on the 3Speak platform and decided to participate. I have great hopes that you like my intervention.
I bring a song titled "Muri贸 la flor." 馃尫 (The Flower died) 馃挃
This song was recorded in 1969 by the group "Los 脕ngeles Negros" (Black Angels) and was part of their successful 33-rom album "Y Volver茅" (And I Will Come Back)
I was paying for my novitiate here. I asked a friend how many minutes the video could last with the song I was going to sing because if I sang it in full it would take me almost 4 minutes and 2 minutes singing half of it.
She advised me to sing it in full. And it was knowing if my granddaughter Fabiola's cell phone had space for the complete song.
And I selected this song because I wanted to bring a song that would make the listener feel romantic. Because February 14, the day of love and friendship, is approaching.
So... it is a song to set the mood for that date that is lived with joy by those who experience love and with sadness by those who are victims of heartbreak, but it is one that no one can remain indifferent to.
In this case it is an approach to those who live that date with sadness because the flower died or in love with the other (or the other) who in the distance grows a new flower while the lonely heart here dreams of it, waits for it, and In his internal darkness he feels that not even the sun shines anymore.
For those who feel this way about this song, I tell you the emblematic words of Scarlet O' Hara in "Gone with the Wind":
I invite the singer
Black Los Angeles
I have been waiting for a long time hear your voice feel your love
And I no longer know
what it is to laugh
I do not know how to live If you are not
Every rumor that reaches me
It makes me dream that you are here
I feel your body next to me
And when I wake up
You are no longer
The flower died and in me
Your essence remained
and your childish laugh
I think I hear
The cold nights are
The Sun no longer shines
Since you are not here
I'm crying
Where will you be?
In which other lips will you leave my caresses?
while here
Every memory is a martyrdom for me The flower died and in me
Your essence remained
and your childish laugh
I think I hear
The cold nights are
The Sun no longer shines
Since you are not here
I'm crying
Composed by: Germain De La Fuente / Nano Concha
Hola, comunidad, es la primera vez que participo en este Festival. Abr铆 mi cuenta en la plataforma 3Speak y me decid铆 a participar.. Tengo grandes esperanzas de que les guste mi intervenci贸n.
Traigo una canci贸n titulada "Muri贸 la flor". Esta canci贸n la grab贸 en 1969 el grupo "Los 脕ngeles Negros" y form贸 parte de su exitoso 谩lbum de 33 rom "Y Volver茅"
Estuve pagando mi noviciado ac谩. Le pregunt茅 a una amiga que cu谩ntos minutos pod铆a durar el v铆deo con el tema que iba a cantar porque si lo cantaba completo me llevaba casi 4 minutos y 2 minutos cantando la mitad. Ella me aconsej贸 que lo cantara completo.
Y era el saber si el celular de mi nieta Fabiola ten铆a espacio para la canci贸n completa.
Y seleccion茅 est谩 canci贸n porque quer铆a traer un tema que hiciera al oyente sentirse rom谩ntico. Porque ya se acerca el 14 de febrero, d铆a del amor y la amistad. Entonces... es una canci贸n como para irse ambientando para esa fecha que vive con alegr铆a el que experimenta el amor y con tristeza quien es v铆ctima del desamor pero s la que nadie puede permanecer indiferente.
En este caso es un acercamiento a quienes viven esa fecha con tristeza porque muri贸 la flor o en el amor en el otro (o la otra) quien en la lejan铆a cultiva una nueva flor mientras el solitario coraz贸n por ac谩 le sue帽a, le espera, y en su penumbra interna siente que ya ni el sol brilla.
Para quien se siente as铆 como esta canci贸n les digo las emblem谩ticas palabras de Scarlet O' Hara en "Lo que el viento se llev贸":
Invito a la vocalista
Los Angeles Negros
Desde hace tiempo espero yo
O铆r tu voz
Sentir tu amor
Y ya no s茅 lo que es re铆r
No s茅 vivir
Si t煤 no est谩s
Cada rumor que llega a m铆
Me hace so帽ar
Que est谩s aqu铆
Siento tu cuerpo junto a m铆
Y al despertar
T煤 ya no est谩s
Muri贸 la flor y en m铆
Tu esencia se qued贸
Y tu risa infantil
Creo escuchar
Las noches fr铆as son
No brilla m谩s el Sol
Desde que t煤 no est谩s
Llorando estoy
驴D贸nde estar谩s?
En que otros labios mis caricias dejar谩s
Mientras que aqu铆
Cada recuerdo es un martirio para m铆
Muri贸 la flor y en m铆
Tu esencia se qued贸
Y tu risa infantil
Creo escuchar
Las noches fr铆as son
No brilla m谩s el Sol
Desde que t煤 no est谩s
Llorando estoy
Compuesta por: Germain De La Fuente / Nano Concha
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