Hello Steemit!
It's been a while since I entered Open Mic , I wasn't able to record and also went over to record my album so I was focusing on that and not really writing new material.. this song just came in as a surprise as I put it together in about 4 hours , from nothing to this little performance I am sharing here.
I have this belief that music already exists and we just somehow connect to a particular moment , like taking a photograph of the sound. Sometimes you capture these moments quickly , sometimes they take a lot of time.
After fighting with Dtube for a couple uploads I gave up.. so.. here it is on plain old Youtube :P
Hope you like it!
El Balcón
(P.Mena)
Calló su voz
Cayó su sol
Perdió color
en el silencio
Su corazón
se marchitó
En el calor
de su miedo
Su balcón
se cerró
la escondió
en su pena
Y Aun
Se duerme sola
La luz
cuenta sus horas
Aun
despierta sola
La lluvia en enero
se pasa mas lento
''ya pasará''
Here is a translation:
The Balcony
(P.Mena)
Her voice stopped
Her sun fell
She lost her color
in the silence
Her heart
withered down
In the heat
of her fears
Her balcony
has closed
it hid her
in her grief
And Still
She sleeps alone
The light
counts her hours
And still
She wakes up alone
Rain in January
goes away slower
''this too shall pass''
Thanks for Listening!