Amar como tú (versión extendida) Steven Universe

siempre crei que sería malo

Roberto Baggio "El hombre que murió de pie"

here with me x jusus spanish slowed.      here with me x jesus español relentizado

Stuck inside my thoughts x No necesitamos amigos, necesitamos dinero (TikTok audio)

Dueles Tan Bien (Bruses) X No Importa Lo Profundo Que Caigas

Amar Como Tú - Steven Universe

soy una entidad con poder grado multiversal no se dejen engañar con mi aspecto inofensivo.m4a

Amar como tú_subtitulado_slowed_(M4A_128K).m4a

solo un prime puede vencerme

A friend of mine asserted that this song, by Soviet singer-songwriter and poet Vladimir #vysotsky is “a perfect song” (PART 2): so... I first indulged in creating the Russian version (because I have a bit of an accent fetish lol), and now (of course), I had to try the Vladimir Vysotsky "Echo Song" (as I say, in my head, ha) in English too. 

This EPx6 flows like Gipsy Dub, Dub, Lofi, Burlesque, Indie, Indie Gipsy 🌬️🗿🎶

Note: this is a rare @banananustra cover (i.e. not an original song), and my only cover of a song not in #publicdomain 
Credits: poetic Soviet Singer-Songwriter Vladimir Vysotsky #lyrics translation by Vagalec (slightly edited)

☭ ☭ ☭ 
The (Bloody Mountain) Mountain Echo 

In a mountain pass, where the rocks for the winds are no checkers (no checkers),
Where no one has ever set foot, so steep is the rise (so steep is the rise),
There once lived a jubilant, cheerful mountain echo,
It answered all calls, and replied to the cries, human cries.

When loneliness suddenly fills our heart with despair (with despair),
And when a low sound of pain down the cliff starts to land (starts to land),
The echo, adroitly, will pick up the call,And handling with care,
Will lift it, and louder, with tenderness take it in hand.

But some scoundrels, madmen and drunkards, got round (got round),
So that no one might hear the footfall and snort (footfall and snort),
Intending to silence and murder the gorge, living canyon
They bound up the echo, and stopped up its mouth ere they shot.

And so it went on, their bloody, ferocious, enraged merrymaking 
No sound could be heard as they trampled the echo, made fun of it, mocked...
They shot, in the morning, the quieted mountain echo (mountain echo)
And tears gushed out like stones from the wounds of the rock...
And tears gushed out like stones from the wounds of the rock...
And tears gushed out like stones from the wounds of the rock...



[05] The (Bloody Mountain) Echo - Vladimir Vysotsky English Cover - BLOWsutra Gipsy Piano Cello Duende INDIE

Amar Como Tú - Steven Universe

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