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I love music, I think I have said that before and I don´t think I can lock myself in a genre, in a trend or in a language, I am not a connoisseur of languages, beyond my beloved Spanish, my crushed English and the German that I am beginning to learn, but I guess music is not about language beyond music it self as an universal language. Perhaps it is inexplicable, I have not stopped to reflect on that, I really don't even care, I have musical preferences that move through many genres and languages, it is true, sometimes I don´t understand what the lyrics say, but through my skin enters the universal musical language and if my skin responds, nothing else matters. Eventually I will go to my friend Google, I will search and find out what the song is about, simply out of curiosity, maybe looking for a complement or validation of what I felt when I heard it, and who knows, maybe to hum it or dare in some crazy karaoke that appears out there and in which I usually like to enter for fun.
A few years ago, thanks to certain openings that allowed me to access the online search of referential music and also to see foreign shows of talent, I was able, in a deeper way, to meet several Spanish authors, some emerging, others consolidated, and one led me to another, the other to the next and thus consolidated my love for music in general and a special affection for the music that these Spaniards were doing, singer-songwriters whose lyrics and music seduced me in an unusual way, artists of this generation that have penetrated me in an unimagined way. I am talking about, and I will only mention a few, the work of Pablo López, Pablo Alborán, Antonio Orozco, Melendi, India Martínez, Beret, David Bisbal and Vanessa Martín, there are also Alejandro Sanz and Joaquín Sabina, but I already knew them long before and their consolidation in the world of music was indisputable.
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The music that these artists were making captivated me completely, their way of composing, their voices...everything, so I started to follow and search for everything they were doing. In their own way, each one has sung to love, like many in the world and believe me, this might not be the only post I will make introducing myself in one of their songs and sharing it with you because I truly believe it deserves it.
This time I want to focus on one of the love songs that I like the most of this troop, made as a duet by Vanessa Martin and Beret, entitled, Sew me, it is a song that I never get tired of listening to and that somehow enters the world of two people with different looks towards love and the way to express it, with insecurities and desires, with skepticism and convictions, with surrender and fears, with doubts and decisions, in a relationship that seemed not to transcend in one of the parts because of those differences, but in which the other person is willing to do everything to make it work and transcend, to recover what apparently lost and needs badly.
Somehow this song causes me a feeling of compression in my chest, it transmits me an unthinkable amount of love, pain, sacrifice, unconditionality. I love its lyrics, at times metaphorical, but which allow the message to reach our hearts with meridian clarity and to place us in the shoes of the person who sings, and I am not referring to the interpreters, but to the person who, through the song, sends the message to his loved one with such intensity and at the same time with such modesty that it overwhelms me.
That´s all folks, I just wanted to share with you this, in my opinion, beautiful song, I hope you like it no matter the language and that, somehow, if you wish, you can leave your impressions in the comments. I wish you a happy and musical weekend. See you soon. Greetings.
SEW ME(LYRICS)
I know you look at me, but you don't see me I wanted your part, not to split into a hundred You prefer "here I stay" to "stay" I prefer the wound rather than the skin I say: "Tomorrow everything will be fine" You keep saying "I don't forget yesterday" Doubts continue to kill you And me with a naked soul telling you: "dress me" Just tell me when, don't tell me where We will look together at the same horizon We are jumping without having a north We are just forces together that break And those plans that we didn't make Because I know that there is no destiny that suits us well It's not with you on the road It's walking alone with me and you coming too I want to dance with luck And tell me that she is coming even if she steps on my feet And just one mistake away from getting it right It seems that I failed you And so it was That I always insist on coming back Knowing that I can lose Knowing very well that it breaks Did you know? I'm telling you "sew me" May you close what you opened well Don't pretend you're hiding He gave me the excuse and left me silent. And the further I got away, the more present I was I bit his mouth with our looks He never understood me, a "maybe yes" Taste of one night, maybe three hundred A slow war that follows me like this Because if I feel you, I won't let go This crazy desire to have you here Just tell me when, don't tell me where We will look together at the same horizon We are jumping, it's normal that I care If I'm looking for you and now you hide in me Just tell me, okay If you love me, how much? Because I don't know anymore You say: "it's not that bad" But for me it is And now, tell me, do I jump or stay in your skin? Something says: "go away" I say: "tie yourself" We all have that person who broke us into a thousand pieces And he told us: "now, build yourself" (I say: "tie yourself") I just wanted a change of scenery Not needing you, if I want to breathe too You say you don't depend on anyone But you only say that to think that you love yourself, I know I can't contain myself anymore With having you, it's okay I know you look at me, but you don't see me I wanted your part, not to split into a hundred You prefer "here I stay" to "stay" I prefer the wound rather than the skin I say: "Tomorrow everything will be fine" You keep saying "I don't forget yesterday" Doubts continue to kill you And me with a naked soul telling you: "dress me" dress me... dress me
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