I can definitely hear the Neil Young more in this one.🙌

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Like a train gone bye-2.mp3

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Vente con nosotros

Me despierta la luz del nuevo día
que a raudales entra en mi habitación
hoy es fiesta, pienso con alegría,
y nos vamos al campo de excursión.

Impaciente preparo mi mochila
y me voy a esperar al autocar:
la mañana nos devuelve a la vida
y la ciudad comienza a despertar.

Estribillo

Vente con nosotros un día al campo
vente con nosotros a disfrutar
de la paz, del sol, de un aire tan sano
que cambia penas por felicidad.

Vente con nosotros, rompe la puerta
donde nos encierran estrés y ansiedad
y serás feliz tumbado en la hierba 
viendo en el cielo a las aves volar.

Vente con nosotros, tú necesitas
olvidar las prisas de la ciudad
sentirte joven cuando acabe el día
reconciliarte con la libertad.

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No comprendo cómo puede haber gentes
que destruyen los bosques sin piedad
prenden fuego por sucios intereses
lo que queda aún sin contaminar.

Intentemos que pronto se den cuenta
que en los bosques está la salvación
de un planeta que agoniza y que fuera
lo más hermoso de la creación.

Come with us

The light of the new day wakes me up
that floods into my room
today is a party, I think with joy,
and we go to the field of excursion.

Impatiently I prepare my backpack
and I'm going to wait for the coach:
the morning brings us back to life
and the city begins to wake up.

Chorus

Come with us one day to the country
come with us to enjoy
of peace, of the sun, of such a healthy air
that exchanges sorrows for happiness.

Come with us, break the door
where stress and anxiety lock us up
and you will be happy lying on the grass
watching the birds fly in the sky.

Come with us, you need
forget the rush of the city
feel young when the day is done
reconcile you with freedom.

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I don't understand how there can be people
that destroy the forests without mercy
they set fire for dirty interests
what is still uncontaminated.

Let's try to make them realize soon
that salvation is in the woods
of a planet that is dying and that was
the most beautiful thing in creation.

Chorus

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Performed by ELCEE
Produced by Abigail Knudson
Written by Laura Charman and Abigail Knudson

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Inspired by Joaquín Rodrigo's Concierto de Aranjuez

Somewhere In Spain

Miami Tomorrow

(as if I could fly)

On such a beautiful sunny afternoon, she appeared to me
The warmth of the sun kissed her brown hair with glee
Her smile radiated pure joy, filling the air with delight
No words could capture the beauty I saw, try as I might

At that moment, time stood still, as if in a dream
Her presence cast a spell, like a gentle flowing stream
Noemí, the embodiment of grace and elegance so rare
Her every movement, a symphony, beyond compare

Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, reflecting the azure sky
And I couldn't help but get lost, yes, as if I really could fly
On such a beautiful sunny afternoon, she captivated my soul
A melody of love and desire, that I cannot control

Noemi, you're the muse who inspires my every line
Your presence in my life, a blessing so divine
No words can truly express the magic you bring
On such a beautiful sunny afternoon, it's you I sing.

Noemi,

Noemi,

Noemi,
    
Today

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Paper boats in my pocket

Lost dreams from a childhood shipwreck, only to awaken later.

And, as peculiar as, benign is the love that moves, within today, 
hearing rainwater, again, on that harsh afternoon of the year, falling.

The boatman Drowns,

My sense of caution or place, let it come to the heart, your eyes, 
maybe tormented, suffered dozens of dead memories on time, 
absence of one and his hope, she with her eyes so old,
so far away. No rhythm. Hope is dead still once.

I walked these days, between the waves of time.

Noemí

This song is about a lonely bitter man who looks at himself in the mirror and wishes he was someone else.

Like a train gone bye-2.mp3

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