2017.08.17.
Goodbye Song (Nicaraguan Peasant Mass)
There is nothing more beautiful
Than the coming together of a people
A people that fights
To become better, as that is its resolve.
There is nothing more beautiful than to hear
In everyone's singing
An immense, united shout of brotherhood.
What a beautiful thing to look at
Mrs. Cheta Calero
With her four small children and Mr. Gaspar
Her happy companion.
From here I can see the fisherman
Mr. Presentación Ortíz
With his entire family, singing happily.
It's such a pity to have to say goodbye
When there is so much joy
I feel a knot right here in my throat
But all of the nostalgia will be a smile
Soon enough when we all return to the peasant mass.
Today I feel my heart is good and new
I feel it full of new strength,
Like cashew seed
When it's about to sprout
Now when I go back home,
Overcome with joy, I will care for my vegetable garden
with more devotion.
It's such a pity to have to say goodbye...
To the clapping of our palms, the song
Grows in strength more and more
And the feeling resonates in everyone,
And it becomes more intense
To the clapping of our palms, it will be known
That we are a lot of people, and that if we are united
Nobody can remove us.
Let us bring our hands together
So that we can merge again
Inside this enormous bond of brotherhood
And love that surrounds us
Let us bring our hands together
To build a strong wall,
May it defend the community forever
It's such a pity to have to say goodbye
2017.08.16.
Feeling of the world
I have merely two hands
and the feeling of the world,
but I am full of slaves,
my memories run
and my body compromises
in the confluence of love.
When I'll get up, the sky
will be dead and looted,
I myself will be dead,
dead my desire, dead
the swamp without harmonies.
The comrades didn't say
that there was a war
and that it was necessary
to bring fire and nourishment.
I feel scattered, behind the borders,
humbly I beg ye
to forgive me.
When the bodies will pass,
I will remain alone
defying the recollection
of the bellman, of the widow and of the microscopist
who inhabited the tent
and who weren't discovered
at dawn
that dawn
greater than night.
2017.08.16.
Sing Out to the Wind, Guitars
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing...
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing
I want to let my soul
Forget about everything,
Vibrating, as I dance!
I want to get rid of my bitterness,
To live out my madness,
To dance and dance
I want to burn this pain in my fire...
And forget the torment of that love!
I want to feel that I'm alive again!
I want to die dancing!
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing...!
(Take it home!)
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing!
(Yeah!)
I want to find myself in the air
And to tear myself apart, lost in the music beats
I want to hear hands clapping,
Feel my body shaking,
To dance and dance!
I want to burn this pain in my fire...
And to forget the torment of that love!
I want to feel that I'm alive again!
I want to die dancing!
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing...!
(One more time!)
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing!
I want to let my soul
Forget about everything,
Vibrating, in my dance!
Oh! I want to get rid of my bitterness,
To live out my madness, to dance and to dance...
I want to burn this pain in my fire...
And forget the torment of that love!
I want to feel that I'm alive again!
I want to die dancing!
Sing out to the wind, guitars!
Because I want to
Lose my breath dancing...!
(One more time!)
(Yeah!)
I want to find myself as if in the air
And to tear myself apart, lost in the music beats
I want to hear hands clapping,
Feel my body shaking,
To dance and dance!
I want to burn my pain in my fire...
And to forget the torment of that love!
I want to feel that I'm alive again!
I want to die dancing...!
La, la, la, la…
Cha la, la, la, la, la la, la, la la…
La, la ,la!
(One more time! )
Cha, la, la, la, la, la la, la, la la…
La, la ,la!
No, no, no, no!
Hmmm…
To die in the dance!
To die in the dance!
No, no, no, no!
To die in the dance!
To die in the dance!
2017.08.16.
I love you so much
I have here on my lips
The taste of those kisses you gave me when you left
I keep here in my hands
The caresses I've invented just for you
And in my lonely bed, your perfume is still there
Because I can not forget, nobody takes your place
It's just that I love you so much
As I never imagined
And I'm drowning with my crying
I adore you so much come back
Because just thinking that someone else can enjoy
What was only mine I feel the urge to cry
I keep here in my hands
The caresses I've invented just for you
And in my lonely bed, your perfume is still there
Because I can not forget, nobody takes your place
It's just that I love you so much
As I never imagined
And I'm drowning with my crying
I adore you so much come back
Because just thinking that someone else can enjoy
What was only mine I feel the urge to cry