Get rid of what? From memories? the feelings? Someone's. This composition addresses the theme of heartbreak and misfortune while maintaining a rhythmic melody, thus preventing the mood from falling.
There is a lot of variation of chords between stanzas, pre choirs, choirs and bridges, however each of these is repeated enough to identify its presence in the structure; the guitar intro was one of my favorite parts during the creating process.
¿Zafar de qué? ¿De los recuerdos? ¿los sentimientos? De alguien. Esta composición aborda el tema del desamor y el infortunio mientras mantiene una melodía rítmica, evitando así que el animo decaiga.
Hay mucha variación de acordes entre estrofas, pre coros, coros y puentes, sin embargo cada uno de estos se repite lo suficiente como para identificar su presencia en la estructura; la intro de guitarra fue una de mis partes favoritas durante el proceso de crear.
Z A F A R
Letra
I
En mi valle nacieron flores grises despojadas de luz, amor y gracia;
Tienen los pétalos marchitos como una tristeza amarga que no escampa.
Pre Coro
Es como una maldición, fruto vil de tus mentiras, de tus labios,
Que un día me hablaron del amor, y hoy me dejan sin consuelo,
Ni remedio.
Coro
Y quiero zafar mis manos de tu yugo,
Volver al charco en donde fui feliz;
Pero te quise tanto que hoy me cuesta
Imaginarme sin ti.
Puente
La, lalalá, lalalá, lalalá lalá
Mm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm Mm
II
Tomo y tiro piedras en el río para espantar cualquier serpiente peligrosa,
Quiero sumergirme en esas aguas, la corriente podría llevarse mis penas.
Pre Coro
Es como una maldición, fruto vil de tus mentiras, de tus labios,
Que un día me hablaron del amor, y hoy me dejan sin consuelo,
Ni remedio.
//Coro
Y quiero zafar mis manos de tu yugo,
Volver al charco en donde fui feliz;
Pero te quise tanto que hoy me cuesta
Imaginarme sin ti//
//Puente
La, lalalá, lalalá, lalalá lalá
Mm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm Mm//
Coro
Y quiero zafar mis manos de tu yugo,
Volver al charco en donde fui feliz;
Pero te quise tanto que hoy me cuesta
Imaginarme sin ti.
I
Gray flowers were born in my valley, stripped of light, love and grace;
They have wilted petals like a bitter sadness that does not escape.
Pre choir
It's like a curse, vile fruit of your lies, of your lips,
That one day they told me about love, and today they leave me without consolation,
Neither remedy.
Chorus
And I want to release my hands from your yoke,
Go back to the puddle where I was happy;
But I loved you so much that today it's hard for me
Imagine me without you.
Bridge
La, lalalá, lalalá, lalalá lalá
Mm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm Mm
II
I take and throw stones in the river to scare away any dangerous snake,
I want to dive into those waters, the current could take my sorrows.
Pre choir
It's like a curse, vile fruit of your lies, of your lips,
That one day they told me about love, and today they leave me without consolation,
Neither remedy.
//Chorus
And I want to release my hands from your yoke,
Go back to the puddle where I was happy;
But I loved you so much that today it's hard for me
Imagine me without you //
//Bridge
La, lalalá, lalalá, lalalá lalá
Mm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm Mm //
Chorus
And I want to release my hands from your yoke,
Go back to the puddle where I was happy;
But I loved you so much that today it's hard for me
Imagine me without you.
| Titulo: | Z A F A R |
|---|---|
| Letra, Voz y Edición: | Elison Rodriguez |
| Género: | PopFolk |
| Duración: | 4:36 min |
| Fecha de finalización: | 23/03/2020 |
May joy and love never be lacking.
See you soon.
"Music is love looking for words"; Lawrence Durrell.
Que la alegría y el amor nunca te falten.
Hasta pronto.
"La música es amor buscando palabras"; Lawrence Durrell.
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