Hola amigos || Hello friends

^{This song has a very special meaning for me. First of all, it is my first work to turn one of my poems into a song. And secondly, because the feeling that invaded me when I wrote this poem, was extremely painful. Certainly most of my songs, if not all of them, have to do with some melancholic story that could have happened to me, or simply a story that could easily happen to me, or to any of us.}

^{I can't lie to you, even though the guitar harmony is not at all complicated, simple, I had a hard time getting a rhythmic one that would express what I wanted to say in that poem. There were many ideas but none of them convinced me. I let it rest for a while, and after almost a month, I resumed the work. I remember because I repeat, this is my first poem turned into a song. Well, actually the second. But the first work is from a poem that a friend of mine, jauregui98, gave me and together, we worked to make from that poem, another beautiful song.}

^{As I said in the video, when people tell me that I can easily turn my poems into songs, I don't see it as an impossible task, but it is a bit complicated and even more so when the poem doesn't have a suitable metric for that. Although we could modify some words that carry the same sense but that go according to the rhythm that is being created. For example, that is what I did with this poem. I added and removed some things that at no time detracted from the writing.}

^{I shared this song with you two years ago and boy did I not realize that time is going full speed ahead. I didn't think it had been so long since I first shared this piece with you. I invite you to listen to this more intimate, more acoustic version of this poem made song. If you wish to see the first production which is more complete here}

Han sido solo pocos días sin ti,
días de ansiedad por
querer sostenerte entre mis brazos,
dándote una oportunidad de amarme,
de completar los espacios vacíos
de esos trozos que se han perdido
por las seguidas ruptura del corazón;
borrando marcas de un pasado fugaz.

Quisiera dejar de sentir que te extraño,
pero es inevitable no recordar tus ojos,
tu olor, tu piel bronceada,
un poco de tu risa, tu sonrisa
y esa exuberante cabellera.

Cierro mis ojos
para escuchar tu voz.
Ahí logro ver tu cara,
y puedo sentir
el roce de nuestras mejillas
como la primera vez.

Pero he empezado a mentirme
para calmar mi espera.
Porque me duele tu ausencia;
la distancia.

^{Music is what gives meaning to my life, my passion for it, it is vital as water to live. Sounds that change my mood in seconds... Music surrounds me, it makes me relive moments that are gone and will not return, it makes me dream, in other words, any kind of music makes me feel great and I enjoy it. I am grateful to all my friends who support my art, my music. To each one of them THANK YOU!}

^{I invite you to follow more closely everything that is coming, the events that are about to take place, our next recordings, and above all, to continue sharing my experiences. So here I leave you with some of my nets with which I am always a little closer to the public. And that way we can travel together in Lanavenovino.}

A bordo de la nave
me despido, mi querida familia.
❤LOS QUIERO❤