Hola amigos || Hello friends
I am happy to be able to continue sharing with you again this art that fills me with both joy and nostalgia. And even more so when we manage to talk about our beloved Venezuela. Today, I find myself in a situation that I never thought I would experience when I was here, in my own country, the same one where I was born. One morning when I woke up I was more nostalgic than ever and just at that moment, a thought was born to me, a feeling which I wanted to take into song. And I think I will take advantage of this moment to share this pain with all of you. The song that I have come to interpret today is of my authorship as I mentioned before, it was born from a feeling and it was so that I called it ¨Sentimiento ¨ I hope you like it as much as I do.
This is my entry to the HIVE 2020 Music Marathon for the singer-songwriter category.
Una ciudad, azotada por el miedo de abrazar los obstáculos para creer en ellos. Porque abrazarlos es un acto de puerta valentía.
Pues no sabrán que podrán encontrase afuera.
La ciudad, se a convertido en un extraño bosque de animales que comen de tus bolsillos. Otros que destruyen tu espíritu. Y ni hablar de los gigantes ladrones.
Así se ha convertido mi ciudad, en una ciudad fantasma.
I wake up and see a sun shining through my window and a tree decorating my mornings. And I look to the other side; I see the dead hopes of a people in darkness and fractured by the constant struggle, by the daily bread. I have seen that there are the brave ones who even in the shade hold out their hand to a brother who fights every day for the bread on the table. And I dream of seeing my land free, with the smile of a child, with the peace of my people. And I look to the other side; I see the dead hopes of a people in darkness and fractured by the constant struggle for daily bread.
Beautiful sky over a sad, abandoned and frightened city.
A city, scourged by the fear of embracing the obstacles in order to believe in them. Because to embrace them is an act of door courage.
For they will not know that they will find themselves outside.
The city, has become a strange forest of animals that eat from your pockets. Others that destroy your spirit. Not to mention the giant thieves.
Thus my city has become a ghost town.
And that's not how the Venezuelan is. Don't give up on me, people, let's help our brothers. Who fight every day for the bread on the table.
Quisiera invitar aunque creo que luego que dije los nombres en el vídeo, fue que me di cuenta que el único que falta por presentarse en el amigo @elisonr13. Así que quisiera invitar rápidamente a la amiga @soyjudith y @manuelmusic.
me despido, mi querida familia.