Solito (Acapella)
uploaded: Sat, Jun 21, 2008 @ 7:06 PM
Blues song sang in Spanish. Half poem/half Spanish Trio. I always wanted to say something about what it must have been like to be black back when [with the greatest sympathy & high respect of course]—hence this song. For this performance I mixed a bit of 3 Spanish accents [Argentinian/Spaniard/Puerto Rican]since I wanted the whole ensamble to sound Spanish but not from a specific area. Hope you all like it. I certainly had fun singing this.
Solito Written & Performed by COFFEEEUROPE Alla en el rancho se sienta el negro Es un dia gris Lleno de palos secos Costumbres sin razon Un calor cansante de existencia miserable Caen la hojas se muere el vivi Dicen que se murio de agonia Pero que quien demonios sabe si es asi? Ya sopla la brisa Y un frio que espelusa Una tarde y un Abril ::chorus:: Aja jai… Solito se quedo… El negrito… El negrito… El negrito… Solito se quedo … Ya enterate… Le han roto el alma La alegria La inquietud El mismo empeno de ser ‘pa el Ni la misma Rosa la plenera De sonrisa pegajosa Curvas de montes frescos Bembas paridas de besos O las mismas rosas que florecen para el Ya nada le perfuma No es culpa del calor Ni de la maldita vaca que no da leche No es culpa de los precios o del hambre O del gallito espuelero que sangre derramo No es culpa del cachorro que lo mira triste Y lame sus mejillas Ni Rosa la Plenera tiene la culpa La culpa no es de una mujer No es ni siquiera del amor Es de un hombre igual que el Florecen alla en el rancho los colores en Abril Mas no hay negro en estos campos Pues solito murio alli ::chorus:: Aja jai… Solito se quedo… Solito se quedo… Solito se quedo… Solito se quedo… Solito Written & Performed by Hektor thillet Back in the ranch the black man sat down It was a cloudy day full of bare trees A mindless way of life An exhausting heat of miserable existence Leafs fell down and the living died out They say he died of agony But who the hell knows if that’s true? Now blows the wind And a cold chill that shivers One afternoon and one April ::chorus:: Aja jai… He ended up alone… El negrito [humble black man]… El negrito [humble black man]… El negrito [humble black man]… He ended up alone … Be certain… They broke his heart His joy His restlessness The very urge to live for himself No even Rosa the Plena dancer Of addictive smiles Curves like fresh mountains Full lips that give birth to a hundred kisses Or roses themselves that bloom just for him Now nothing perfumes him Is not the hot weather’s fault Or the wretched cow who won’t give any milk’s fault Rising prices are not to blame Or hunger Or the fighting cock who spilled its blood The puppy that stares at him saddened And licks his chin is not to blame Not Even Rosa the Plena Dancer is to blame Is not love’s fault either But a man just like him Colors bloom in Abril back in the ranch But there’s no black in these place For it died alone ::chorus:: Aja jai… He ended up alone… He ended up alone… He ended up alone… He ended up alone…
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by HEKTOR THILLET (coffeeeurope) 2008 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)  Click here for how to give credit and other conditions. 
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