Dreamy, affectionate & melancholic. Classical guitar duet. From ...Dreamy, affectionate & melancholic. Classical guitar duet. From Nocturne for Piano n°1 Op.55 in Fm by Frederic Chopin.
Letras ... Soulful, nostalgic & introspective Latin folk pop sung in Spanish. ...Soulful, nostalgic & introspective Latin folk pop sung in Spanish. Female voice, folk guitar, snare brush, male backup voices.
ES:
Ya no quiero jugar a estar más a medias Cuando dices que me quieres mientras te alejas. Ya no sirvo pa darle paz a esta guerra No me pidas calor si enfriaste nuestra cena.
Quiero más que migajas y un tal vez.
Puede que al amanecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al atardecer me haga falta tu calor pero ya no tendré esta duda y el corazón tendrá su cura.
Uuuh
No me quieres hablar pero pides que te entienda Solo me queda por decirte que el tiempo va pasando y en mi cuerpo ya no hay rastro de tus besos ni tu lengua.
Quiero más que migajas y un tal vez.
Puede que al amanecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al atardecer te haga falta mi calor pero ya no tendré esta duda y el corazón…
Puede que al atardecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al amanecer me haga falta tu calor pero ya no tendrás más dudas no soy tu cura.
EN:
I don't want to play halfway anymore when you say you love me while you walk away. I'm no longer fit to give peace to this war. Don't ask me for warmth if you've cooled down our dinner.
I want more than crumbs and a maybe.
Maybe at dawn You may exchange fear for love But you won't see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at sunset I'll miss your warmth but I will no longer have this doubt and the heart will have its cure.
Uuuh
You don't want to talk to me but you ask me to understand you. It only remains for me to tell you that time goes by and in my body there is no trace of your kisses or your tongue.
I want more than crumbs and a maybe.
Maybe at dawn you may exchange fear for love but you will no longer see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at sunset you'll miss my warmth but I will no longer have this doubt and the heart...
Maybe at sunset You may exchange fear for love but you will no longer see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at dawn I'll miss your warmth but you won't have any more doubts I am not your cure.
Letras ... Passionate, sentimental & nostalgic folk song inspired by Mexican ...Passionate, sentimental & nostalgic folk song inspired by Mexican folklore aesthetics sung in Spanish. Dedicated to all mothers. Female voice & folk guitars.
ES:
Madre querida
gracias por darme la vida
Aún recuerdo tu sonrisa
¡Ay madre querida!
Soy la versión de mi madre
su fiel representación
Como ella voy en la vida
a luchar por mi pasión
Mi complice desde el cielo
la que me da el empujón
sabe que yo me equivoco
que a veces todo está loco
y me manda su calor.
Nacimos de una mujer
con una noble simpleza
su corazón arrugado
su cuerpo sin madurez
Se fue dejando a sus hijos
aún a medio crecer
unos cantaron con ella
otros marcharon sin huella
otros cambiaron su historia
Madre querida
gracias por darnos la vida
Aún recuerdo tu sonrisa
y esa única actitud
Te esmeraste para darnos
lo mejor que había en tu alma
¡Ay madre querida!
como nos haces de falta
Soy la hija de mi madre
eso me dicen todos
mis ojos se ven como ella
mi llanto me suena igual
Una familia que amaba
verla cantar y cantar
en medio de un coro grande
con acordes de gigantes
y una gran felicidad.
Madre querida
gracias por darnos la vida
Aún recuerdo tu sonrisa
y esa única actitud
Te esmeraste para darnos
lo mejor que había en tu alma
¡Ay madre querida!
¡cómo nos haces de falta!
¡Ay madre querida!
¡cómo me haces de falta!
EN:
Beloved Mother
thank you for giving me life
I still remember your smile
Oh dear mother!
I am the version of my mother
her faithful representation
Like her I go through life
fighting for my passion
My accomplice from heaven
the one who gives me the push
She knows that I make mistakes
that sometimes everything is crazy
and sends me her warmth.
We were born of a woman
with a noble simplicity
her heart wrinkled
her body without maturity
She went away leaving her children
still half grown
some sang with her
others left without a trace
others changed her story
Beloved mother
thank you for giving us life
I still remember your smile
and that unique attitude
You did your best to give us
the best that was in your soul
Oh dear mother!
how you make us miss you
I am my mother's daughter
that's what everyone tells me
my eyes look like hers
my crying sounds the same.
A family that loved
to see her sing and sing
in the middle of a big choir
with chords of giants
and a great happiness.
Mother dearest
thank you for giving us life
I still remember your smile
and that unique attitude
You did your best to give us
the best that was in your soul
Oh dear mother!
How you make us miss you!
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Neoclassical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Refined & peaceful. ...Neoclassical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Refined & peaceful. Cello, clarinet & piano trio.
Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & ...Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & contemplative with a touch of nostalgia. Piano & cello duet with echo fx. Suggested for impressionism & arts.
