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Leyenda is an experimental song using 95% of sound from acoustic nature, mostly vocal effects, the other 5% of the song is piano sound keyboard and electric bass. All the song is played by human musicians, no digital sound is recorded here except for the keyboard. Leyenda have also a variety of throat chants thru all the song which mimic the characters of the history that is been told in the song. I also create 2 musical instruments that i use in this song, one is the rain mil and the flute, the flute is specifically created for this song and is name after the song, the Leyenda Flute. Leyenda is a story about a little boy who ventures in nature and connects with it, never to come back again. Is a story of consciousness, and awareness. Is a song that i dedicate to my son and to all Tibetans.
lyrics
LEYENDA 
Contaran según la Leyenda que aquella mañana el niño si miro 
Contaran que aun lleno de dudas, preguntas, así fue, su viaje emprendió 
Llegándose hasta una montaña, y allí entre su falda, esta su ojo le abrió 
Y al verlo mama montaña canto le a aquel niño su nana de amor. 

Va su paso esparciéndose en cada pisada, hoyándose en menos dolor 
Los colores suenan más silvestres cuando hay menos prisa se oyó de una voz 
Ah! La voz del más viejo señor de los hongos que ha roto su meditación 
Y junto a aquel niño contento canto, locuras, poesías de amor 

Sobre las hojas cual romper de olas, parecía caer lluvia o un tumulto en vítor 
El niño sintió en todas partes su abrazo y las aves silbaban al sol 
Que viajero, violento y tranquilo, libre y cautivo vestido de olor! 
Ah! Y en el zumbaran los zánganos como cigüeñas preñando a la flor 

Y vortizandose en un torbellino, de hierba carne, de sangre y soplido
Llegando al cielo todo colorido, el arcoíris nacido del niño 
Y el niño se hizo sol, se hizo ola, se hizo arena, fuego, una montaña 
El niño despertó , ya es el micro y el macro de este cosmos floreciendo 
El niño el ojo abrió y vive hoy en su camino, sonriendo hacia la nada 
Contara la Leyenda. 
Leyenda por: García López 


LEGEND 
Legend tell that one morning, the child saw 
Tell that even full of doubts, questions, as so, his journey began 
The child then went to a mountain, and there among her skirt, her eye opened 
And singing its lullaby mother mountain slept the child 

His way was spreading in every step, sinking in less pain 
The colors sounds purest when less of a hurry! In a voice he heard 
Ah! The voice of the Lord of the oldest mushrooms who broke his meditation 
And next to that child happily they sang, crazy tunes and oneness love poems 

Tree leaves sounded like breaking waves, it seemed to fall rain or a clapping crowd like 
The child felt his embrace everywhere and birds whistling in the sun 
That traveler, violent and peaceful, free and captive dress in smell! 
Ah! And the bees drones, buzzed as storks impregnating the flowers of the field 

And vortex like in a whirlwind of grass flesh, blood and breath 
Reaching the sky all colorful, the beautiful, rainbow born of the child 
And the child became sun, wave he became, sand, fire, a mountain 
The child awoke, as he is now the micro and macro cosmos of this blooming cosmos 
The child's eye opened and now lives in his way, smiling at nothingness 
As so the legend tells. 
Music & Lyrics by: Garcia Lopez 
Caption by: Garcia Lopez

LEYENDA

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