¡Hola! ¡Hola!
En el aire
Por si hay alguna duda
Sobre mí🎶
Hello! Hello! My dear music lovers, I hope you are well and this week that begins is loaded with productivity and peace. In case there is a question. In the air In case there's a question About me
My health has been compromised in recent months. One of the exams they sent me in my city was very expensive, so I got the opportunity to do them in the capital and as it was “overnight”, I had to prepare myself with what I had and go to do my studies. One of the most important things is the music that will be played during the trip. In my country, we are used to the fact that in the public service the music is ugly and stupefying. In this case, I was in a private transport, but having five hours of road ahead, it is important that these songs that accompany us are beautiful, pleasant and make the trip short.
In this case, the gentleman was carrying a musical repertoire GOLDEN YEARS! Song after song I was singing and with some I smiled despite the pain I was carrying, in others some tears came out and this one I particularly loved its lyrics, feeling and reflective message that leaves because each verse, each phrase has no waste. With that phrase of doubt and saying further on 🎶“I'm going to tell everyone how I am”🎶 started this song to which I paid a lot of attention; it is a revealing phrase because how many times have rumors been created about who we are just because of an impression they have of us? People invent, people lie, people have mental problems and that is reflected in what we are, how true! to shut the mouths of those who talk about us without really knowing what our essence is like.
Pa matar los rumores de aquella esquina🎶
As the song progressed, this phrase seemed to me as Isabel than direct: Today I want to confess that I'm in love To kill the rumors of that corner And that is also something that we can come across all the time, inventing couples, loves, breakups, what a theme of people inventing what is not. It has happened to me that the simple fact that a coworker or classmate invites me for a coffee, is already considered as a couple or even worse, as an infidelity. Tell me I'm not the only one. Love will always be nice to share it, love is to show it, to be happy and why keep it hidden? So, I think it's a way to say This is my love and I live it like this! Bravo for her👏.
And that I carry Andalucia in my soul🎶. This phrase touched my soul, because casually our country is living so many confrontations that it is impossible to think of a reconciliation or healing soon because we are all wounded in one way or another. However, to talk about Venezuela, to be Venezuelan is something from another world, it is to carry our gentilicio, way of being, essence of feeling of a place. Unfortunately we are not in our best moment, but at some point we will resurface from this. This phrase was where my tears began to flow, but of emotion as if I was listening to my hymn, the llanera soul or old horse, feel your country in your heart, carry it in your soul and feel proud of what I am, is priceless.
Que me hicieron a veces, tanto daño, tanto daño🎶
🎶That I lost on the way so many things. That did me sometimes, so much harm, so much harm🎶. This song was revealing. At that moment that I was listening and my physical pain was advancing, I took a turn to my past and I saw so many things that I have left behind that did me so much harm, that I congratulate myself for getting to where I am, to what I want, to feel good with what I work, study, the friends I have, the love I profess to myself, my profession of faith, my material things for which I congratulate myself and are the product of that harm that sometimes I allowed from something or someone and today I only see it from forgiveness to me and to others. Sometimes, when we think we lose something and we long for it with our hearts, we do not understand why things happen; once I can make the best of that situation, I can move forward and be attentive to signs so that it does not happen to me again. Pain or hurt is sometimes unavoidable, staying there is a matter of choice and I choose to be happy!
¿Quién lo sabe?
Si todo el mundo tiene
La razón🎶
Whether I'm happy or sad Who knows? If everyone is right The reason Here already the tears did not stop and I realized the damage we do with the word, but really who knows 100% of someone? I remembered the artists who look happy and no one knows deep down what they suffer but when they hurt themselves, fall into illicit substances or simply decide to end their suffering (taking advantage of the celebration of the yellow month💛). Many times I have been sad, upset, scared, but with the same dynamic of life, I don't let someone notice or I just “disguise” the emotion so no one can truly know how it feels and how I feel. Making value judgments about a person's performance is something we do on a daily basis, but we don't measure the power we have to judge someone without knowing the damage we are doing to them. Today, I prefer to ask the person directly without making comments that could damage their reputation or future behavior.
Escuchando las notas de una guitarra
Que le debo a la vida tantas cosas
Y he cantado bajito alguna nana, alguna nana🎶
Today I want to confess that I have cried a thousand times Listening to the notes of a guitar That I owe life so many things And I've sung softly some lullaby, some lullaby I liked this last verse because that's how I am, resilient. Every day I face challenges, challenges, adversities, limitations that if I let them overwhelm me, who knows where I would be today. Therefore, I thank God for the life I have, the blessings I have, the talents I have been able to develop, the skills I put at the service of all, the joy that my heart possesses for the small details of life, in short, my heart is at peace with everything I do and everything I am.
La portada la edité en Canvas.
El separador es de FotoJet.
Los gif son de los que proporciona PeakD.
El traductor es DeepL.
Hasta un nuevo encuentro musical.
The photographs are my own, during my journey. I edited the cover in Canvas. The separator is from FotoJet. The translator is DeepL. Until a new musical encounter.