I love what you did with the lower layer of vocals.

Unique and refreshing to listen to with powerful lyrics and delivery

Irresistible no-comprimise attitude in this track! Wonderful

Pista 4 de Versos Sonoros.

Música/Programación: Jesús Patiño.

©2019

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¿Sabes que quiero?
Quiero que salga sangre de mi cuerpo
Mucha sangre
De color rojo, y rosa
Y de la mezcla de los dos,

Que se vea desde muy lejos
Y mucha gente venga
A ver lo que pasa

Y lo que pasa
Es que me sale sangre
De la nariz y de los dedos
Mucha de los dedos

Y por debajo de la lengua
Y tambien de los pies
Y de las rodillas
Y de las caderas

Y no paro de correr
Y a mi me gusta sentir
como sale tanta sangre por mi cuerpo
Y a mi me gusta sentir
Como sale tanta sangre por mi cuerpo
Y a mi me gusta sentir
Como sale tanta sangre por mi cuerpo

¿Sabes que quiero?
Quiero que salga sangre de mi cuerpo
¿Sabes que quiero?
Quiero que salga sangre de mi cuerpo
¿Sabes que quiero?
Quiero que salga sangre de mi cuerpo
¿Sabes que quiero?
Quiero que salga sangre de mi cuerpo
Y de la mezcla de los dos
Que se vea desde muy lejos
Y mucha gente venga
A ver lo que pasa

Y lo que pasa

Es que me sale sangre
De la nariz y de los dedos
Mucha de los dedos
Y por debajo de la lengua
Y tambien de los pies
Es que me sale sangre
De la nariz y de los dedos
Mucha de los dedos
Y por debajo de la lengua
Y tambien de los pies
Y por debajo de la lengua
Y tambien de los pies

Y lo que pasa

Es que me sale sangre

De la nariz y de los dedos
Mucha de los dedos
Por debajo de la lengua
De los pies y las rodillas
Sale mucha sangre
sale mucha sangre
Sale mucha sangre
sale mucha sangre
Y a mi me gusta sentir
como sale tanta sangre de mi cuerpo

Es infinita, infinita,
Infinita y todo el rato genero mucho mas
Mi sangre es infinita y todo el rato genero mucho mas

Es un espectaculo
Y si fuera un dolor muy leve
Un dolor divino
Un dolor del limbo
No pasa nada
Por que es como un truco de magia
La gente se asusta y se asombra
Pero no pasa nada
No pasa nada
No, No, no pasa nada, hey, hey

Soy infinita, soy infinita,
soy infinita, Soy infinita,
Hey, hey
Soy infinita, soy infinita,
soy infinita, Soy infinita,

Sangre Infinita (HQ 2021)

hiding in the closet
hiding under the bed
hiding in the downstairs shower
hiding in your head

i'll tell ya right now buddy he ain't done having fun
until he sees his own face on the milk carton
balled up in the corner behind the tv stand
reading Mad Magazine with a juice box in the other hand

he'll go where he knows you can't fit
and he'll stay there all night long after you quit
you think you can find him?  well let me tell you a thing
he's the one and only god damn motherfucking hide and seek king

hiding behind the window curtains
hiding under the sink 
hiding in the spot behind your bedroom door
where you'll never think

hiding in the cupboards of the your bathroom watching you
like a little creep
hiding out in the open in the middle of the night
breathing on you when you sleep

i'll tell ya right now buddy he ain't done having fun
until he sees his own face on the milk carton
balled up in the corner behind the tv stand
with a Mad Magazine with a juice box in the other hand

he'll go where he knows you can't fit
and he'll stay there all night long after you quit
you think you can find him?  well let me tell you a thing
he's the one and only god damn motherfucking hide and seek king

Hide And Seek

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Final version: This best captures the day I just had.

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Summer - Day - Together

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Johanna Vargas, soprano
Ensemble Linea
Carolina Santiago Martinez, piano
Keiko Murakami, flute contrebasse
Louis Siracusa, double bass
Jean-Philippe Würtz, conductor

IV. Gradual Abruptness
ooo –– ooo –– oo –– o 
gradual abruptness 
french 		(mr., rhythm acuto intros.) 
ital 		(riposante musica, ritmo meno acuto, adattabile)   
                 o                   –– 
non avete da mostrarmi un’altra macchina? (repeat rhythm) 

[…]

(– oooooooo – )

[…]

tu pensi:   
 –  o o  –  o o o  – o o o  –  o 
ha una macchina ancora da mostrarmi? 

Un poco di buon ordine feroce
Aspettare in tempo

	Évidemment

		si tu ne peux
Poétiser
	il te faudra
Cohabiter
Rime e accenti allineati
Évidemment 
Si tu ne peux
		analyser
Il te faudra
		coaliser
Io vado di solito a letto alle undici
o – o o – o o – oo – oo
La poésie du succès 
Le succès du sexu

Bisogna sfruttare i buoni momenti
o – oo – oo – oo – o
– o oo – o ooooo –

Autumn is a season of which I am very fond [about]

Regarde
Au moins
Ce qui est
Écrit
Sur le bout
De ta langue chérie
In nous faudra
Que tu y vas
(synthèse-douleur)
tu parles en prose  

V. Allons, plongeons
Allons, plongeons dans le réel (il le faut)
l’Esthétique Jaune dans son lit de Mort 
l’Esthétique Jeune dans son Lit Subtil
ou bien  
Nous sommes 
[dans son lit de la mort subtile
dans le lit de son jeune mort
dans la mort du lit du son
dans le son subtil de la jeune mort] 
 
(dans la gaze de la réalité). 
Nous passons dans la gaze du réel. 
Arrive l’enfer. L’impératif 
de la[…]
[…]réalité
(nous sommes en communication).

4. Gradual Abruptness 5. Allons, plongeon

TOF

Are you ardent?
In the MADNESS of war
Guarding his life with your DEATH
His SONG on your breath
Your LOVE for Him filling your heart
Are you still wild?
Can you take command?
O will you join the attack?
Fire true from horseback?
Let us ride all ye Redhats
& fill afternoon with our arrows
High & aloft
Fighting forever for Ekkor our God
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of SONG from Hemlock now!

HEM

Centuries ago
On the shores of the world
Travelers tossed by a fault
Neath an ocean of salt
Washed up without bearings nor hope
And the Holy Forest throng
The uncanny birdsong
Called to them more than the reach
They abandoned the beach
Wandered into the trees
Where they joined in the chorus forever
Drifting in time
Castaways wed to the Wood
Speech & destinies all but forsaken
For music & rhyme
Artistic extremes and dreams leporine
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of DEATH from Fury now!

FUR

I recall my first
Far from my worst
A man from the bigotted hordes
A Captain of sorts
At the Battle of Dáktylir
Fire had snapped my bow
So I rode him down
Drove him into a red oak
As he slashed at my throat
I crushed him back into the
Trunk with Ontario’s shoulder
Till his breastbone exploded
& a hundred branchfuls of snow
Shook down like confectioners’ sugar
His blood on my face
His dying eyes marking who’d furnished his fate
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of MADNESS from Christoffel now!

TOF

Ah, quei giorni utopici giù in Toscana!
La poesia!
La musica senza finale!
Gallegiando sul maestrale!
E tanti amici demenziale!
Feci caprioli su Cheope in la piazza,
Tutt’applaudirono!
E por un solo momento,
Io sapevo cosa significa
Essere veramente singolare,
La bella del ballo, 
La Eterodossa!
Una sopra, n’una tra, billione
Cast’e doverosa ragazze scout in le gonne marrone.
Sei appassionata?
Let us hear a tale of LOVE from Hobby now!

HOB

O ye think me proud
But I know a tale
Round which your others will pale
All that SONG on your breath
All your MADNESS & DEATH
Very well, I will tell of a love so pure
Yet so insecure
Nothing could come of it but
Rivers of blood
A testament cut
In the breast of the mountain forever
A carving away
A breathlessly penitent hush
In the Song of the Forest forever
A pining away
A beautiful, terrible rush
To the depths of Creation forever
A falling away
A hopelessness manifest just
In the drape of an arm round a shoulder
& a heart that would break
But that it meant never seeing that face again...
Are ye ardent?

Are You Ardent?

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