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This week's vibe was given by a very interesting word "Hum" which refers to the singing of birds (specifically hummingbirds.)
We can also refer this word to the frequency that is intoned in different meditations around the world, usually with the lips closed.
What I like most about #openmic's initiative is the opportunity it gives the community to grow in music after each video made, as the contest can be the button that drives action and learning a song week after week.
"Aguila aguile" our first song seems to me to be essentially the journey of an eagle through a beautiful landscape. Singing, is essentially like flying and is therefore part of our nature.
I heared that it is our grandparents who teach us to sing, in my case it was like that, even to this day when I receive a call from my grandmother it begins with a song from her.
I remember growing up seeing many people sad, like living out of obligation, it was my grandmother who first gave me the green light to be happy and to listen to herself in a world where the first censure we receive is our own.
My grandparents have a very beautiful story because they did not lack laughter in their lives, worked a long time in art, specifically in the area of humor, in a Venezuelan program called "Radio Rochela" this has caused that all their children and grandchildren have the creative spark on.
Although I did not know my grandfather, when talking about him at home or with family friends I have always seen laughter and I imagine it was a free bird flying, possibly a talking parrot.
My grandmother always tells me the story of how she married my grandfather, it turns out that at my grandmother's house my grandfather was not wanted because he had long hair, he was derogatorily called "El mechuo" name of the character that he represented in the play where he acted with my grandmother, where for more disgrace of my grandmother's parents, was the servant of my grandmother.
I will never understand the prejudices, however, those of that time are more funny, because I imagine citizens believing that little people lived inside their television sets.
My grandmother one day, replying to the pejorative remarks of her relatives, said: "I'll marry Cheché here or in Beijing!"
"From here to Beijing" is a phrase commonly used to denote a great distance or a great proportion. Ex: "I love you from here to Beijing.
Later they had the opportunity to make an international theater tour, where they visited China, specifically Beijing and they got married.
Motivated by my grandmother and the power of the word I started to decree since I was very young, allowing me to live my dreams, even if for others they don't have any logical sense, I think this is a way to fly.
Ancestral sounds have been used in ceremonies and rituals around the world for centuries.
Many serve to please and honor the Pachamama so that she may weep over our lands.
Cuñaq, our second song is a call for rain for the people of North Huarochiros, it has also become, thanks to many singers, a vibrating encounter for meditation and also to help our inner self to let its waters flow.
I have never missed singing but in this quarantine I had the beautiful pleasure of singing accompanied by
Although Irene sings like an angel, I know that it was a great challenge for her to get up the courage and overcome that fear that she gives when she sings, how nice that her first video in blockchain is this one, where she evokes a bird taking flight and the earth celebrating triumphantly.
Aguíla Aguile - Letra
Desde lejos…
desde lejos oigo
el canto enamorado
de un pájaro…
Y ese pájaro…
Es mi abuelo
Es mi abuelo que canta,
Que canta enamorado.
Y ese pájaro
Es mi abuela
Es mi abuela que canta,
Que canta enamorada.
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Águila
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
águila, aguile
Águila ,
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
águila, aguile
Desde lejos…
desde lejos oigo
el canto enamorado
de un pájaro…
Y ese pájaro
Es mi abuelo
Es mi abuelo que canta,
Que canta enamorado.
Y ese pájaro
Es mi abuela
Es mi abuela que canta,
Que canta enamorada.
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Canta, canta, canta
Águila
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
águila, aguile
Águila ,
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
águila, aguile
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
Águila , aguile
“Águila Aguile” Lyrics
From afar…
from far away I hear
the love song
of a bird …
And that bird …
Is my grandfather
It’s my grandfather who sings,
And he sings in love.
And that bird
It’s my grandmother
It’s my grandmother who sings,
And she sings in love.
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
Eagle
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
eagle, aguile
Eagle,
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
eagle, aguile
From afar…
from far away I hear
the love song
of a bird …
And that bird
Is my grandfather
It’s my grandfather who sings,
And he sings in love.
And that bird
It’s my grandmother
It’s my grandmother who sings,
And she sings in love.
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing, sing
uñaq
Eagle
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
eagle, aguile
Eagle ,
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile
Eagle, aguile.
this picture it's not mine, i dont know his autor, but i like it a lot.
Cuñaq - Letra
Desde Cuñaq viene
Agüita serpenteando
Por las acequias y en remolinos
Hacia nuestras vidas
Desde Cuñaq viene
Agüita serpenteando
Por las acequias y en remolinos
Hacia nuestras vidas
De cantar gualinas
Y a la vez llorando
Toditas mis penas se acabaron
Pachamama está de fiesta
Una estrellita
Que alegre me decía
Canta cantorcito al agüita
Al agüita madre Cuñaq
Una estrellita
Que alegre me decía
Canta cantorcito y al agüita
Al agüita madre Cuñaq
Quñac (Qunyaq) Lyrics
From Cuñaq comes
Winding water
Through the ditches and into whirlpools
Towards our lives
From Cuñaq comes
Winding water
Through the ditches and into whirlpools
Towards our lives
Of singing hualinas
And at the same time crying
All my sorrows are over
Pachamama is having a party
A little star
How happy he was to tell me
"Sing, little singer, to the water
To the mother's water wedge."
A little star
How happy he was to tell me
"Sing, little singer, and to the water
To the mother's water wedge."
From Cuñaq comes
Winding water
Through the ditches and into whirlpools
Towards our lives
Of singing hualinas
And at the same time crying
All my sorrows are over
Pachamama is having a party
Pachamama is having a party