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quiero pensarte todos los días
aunque la vida se sienta vacía
y nada de nada nos coincida
que tú estás lejos y yo en la mía

que triste toda esta poesía
me conecto siempre día tras día
escribo tu nombre en el computador
y miro tu cara en la televisión

oye yo entiendo que esto no es real
y de antemano pido disculpas
es algo que no puedo evitar
lo siento, lo siento, lo siento

en el canal 11 todas las tardes
de lunes a viernes puedo encontrarte
y me siento bien no me siento mal
aunque no te conozca me siento en mi hogar

oye yo entiendo que esto no es real
y de antemano pido disculpas
es algo que no puedo evitar
lo siento, lo siento, lo siento

ojalá que ganes el programa
y una beca te puedas llevar
lo que la realidad separa
el internet lo puede juntar

yingo (versión piano)

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STEREO!

A poem by Katherine Mansfield accompanied by original background piano music:

"Spring Wind in London"

***

I Blow across the stagnant world,
I blow across the sea,
For me, the sailor's flag unfurled,
For me, the uprooted tree.
My challenge to the world is hurled;
The world must bow to me.

I drive the clouds across the sky,
I huddle them like sheep;
Merciless shepherd-dog am I
And shepherd-watch I keep.
If in the quiet vales they lie
I blow them up the steep.

Lo! In the tree-tops do I hide,
In every living thing;
On the moon's yellow wings I glide,
On the wild rose I swing;
On the sea-horse's back I ride,
And what then do I bring?

And when a little child is ill
I pause, and with my hand
I wave the window curtain's frill
That he may understand
Outside the wind is blowing still;
...It is a pleasant land.

O stranger in a foreign place,
See what I bring to you.
This rain--is tears upon your face;
I tell you--tell you true
I came from that forgotten place
Where once the wattle grew,--

All the wild sweetness of the flower
Tangled against the wall.
It was that magic, silent hour....
The branches grew so tall
They twined themselves into a bower.
The sun shown... and the fall

Of yellow blossom on the grass!
You feel that golden rain?
Both of you could not hold, alas,
(both of you tried, in vain)
A memory, stranger. So I pass....
It will not come again


Analysis of the poem (excluding the background music): 

Katherine Mansfield's poem "Spring Wind in London" captures the invigorating and transformative energy of spring in an urban setting. Through vibrant imagery and dynamic language, the poem contrasts the bustling city life with the refreshing, revitalizing presence of the spring wind. Themes of renewal, change, and the interplay between nature and city life are prominent, emphasizing the unexpected beauty and vitality that spring brings to London's otherwise hectic environment.


Concerning the background music:
 
Neo-Contemporary Ethereal Fusion music is an attempt at an extraordinary and intricate musical journey that incorporates an array of innovative elements and artistic influences. Drawing inspiration from Neo-Classical, vant-Garde, and Contemporary music, it stands as a tribute to the limitless possibilities of sonic exploration. 

This track showcases relentless commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression beyond the musical rules. 

Its Experimental nature invites listeners to embrace the unknown, as it delves into uncharted sonic territories. The result is an intricate tapestry of sound that challenges traditional norms and expectations. 

The Ethereal and Ambient qualities infuse the music with an almost otherworldly aura, creating an immersive and transcendent listening experience. 

The Minimalist approach adds depth and complexity through simplicity, allowing each note and sound to carry profound significance. The Fusion elements weave together a rich and diverse sonic palette, transcending genres and conventions. This Fusion not only tries to captivate but also provoke thught and emotion, making the musical tracks truly Expressive in its storytelling. With a Cinematic flair, this music may transport the listener to distant realms and evokes vivid imagery and emotions. It's Evocative in its ability to paint sonic landscapes that spark the imagination. 

Enigmatic and Reflective, the music invites listeners to explore the depths of their thoughts and emotions. It serves as a catalyst for introspection and self-discovery, leaving an indelible mark on the soul.

Spring Wind in London by Katherine Mansfield

mi mamá no me quiere

Dijera la luna " De tanto brillar,
Mañana no se si saldre".
Y mañana se esperan
Nubes grises y grandes.
Y mañana se esperan
Nubes grises y grandes.

Todavia lo espero.

Demasiado cerca del limite estoy
No se si lo pueda lograr-
Mi familia me espera
Una lumbre en la puerta.
Mi familia me espera
Una lumbre en la puerta.

Y nadie te va a encontrar.
Y nadie te va a encontrar.

Mira ese sol embustero.
Esas manchas lo delatan.
Sigo el camino ligero.
MIles de angeles cantan.

Lumbre

Nurse lady

Kolumpios

lado B - La luz azul 

Aun recuerdo cuando me mandabas fotos de lo que fuese que estuvieras haciendo
podía sentir como abrías abrías ventanas de tu corazón a mi corazón
de tu corazón a mi corazón 

la luz azul que nos quema los ojos llega hasta lo más profundo 
impulsada por antenas gigantes por encima de los edificios 
La luz azul que nos quema los ojos atraviesa el espacio y el tiempo 
impulsada por antenas gigantes por encima de los edificios.

La Luz Azul

washo qlo loko estamos en cuarentena o en el hospital?

para despedir el año quisimos hacer un cover de esta linda canción original de Tomoe Shinohara a quien queremos mucho uwu 💕

ha sido un año complicado, les mandamos una abrazo a todxs, muchas gracias por escucharnos y por todo su cariño…

agradecimientos a manu @mamucchi_

Corazón de Conejo (ココロノウサギ)

Música donde lxs gatxs juegan con goma  eva y graban sus canciones con su celular. Aqui hay puras maquetas
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26mwtGk88qI&t=55s

washo qlo loko estamos en cuarentena o en el hospital?

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