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RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Yo no me quejo a mi estrella (Soleá de Triana)
Cante: Paco Taranto Guitarra: Manolo Franco
From Paco Taranto's 1988 album "Suspiros al mar"
Lo que intento lo logro Yo no me quejo a mi estrella Nunca he querido un cosa Que no me salga con ella Todo lo que intento lo logro Yo no me quejo a mi estrella
De las cosas más ocultas Y el tiempo tiene las llaves Y el tiempo tiene las llaves Y ay el tiempo tiene las llaves Y a la corta o a la larga Que con el tiempo todo se sabe
La salud y la libertad ay ay Son prendas de gran valía Y a todo aquel que le faltare Y ay pena tiene de la vida
Y en Triana los serenos ay Iban diciendo por la calle Que duerma quien tenga sueño Y ay que yo no despierto a nadie _ ________________ _
What I attempt, I succeed I don’t complain to my star I've never wanted one thing That I didn’t achieve Everything I attempt, I succeed I do not complain to my star
Of the most hidden things Time holds the keys Time holds the keys Oh time holds the keys And sooner or later Over time everything is known
Health and freedom oh oh Are items of great value And for anyone who lacks them Life is not worth anything
In Triana night watchmen oh Were saying on the streets Lets sleep everyone who is tired Oh, I do not wake anyone.
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Thanks Orson! Where did you get that from? If there were a reliable source online somewhere (even if requiring pay) where I could find such material with clearly written lyrics and their translation, plus the actual music, I would SURELY go there and subscribe. It would not only help my flamenco, but it would help me learn Spanish too. Awesome stuff hombre!
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to rombsix)
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Pero no se cambia nada. Este es un foro de guitarra
Verdad!
Ramzi- I work with a few singers and when we are working on a letra I sometimes get them to translate for me. These translations may not be perfect; they explain that sometimes it's quite hard to translate to English and retain the feeling/meaning.
There are a few sites on the internet with the letras in Spanish. I like this one as it has a youtube link to the letra being sung-
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RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Song title: Que un Toro Bravo en su Muerte (A brave bull at the time of his death) Album: Al verte las flores lloran 1969 (Flowers cry when they see you)
This Tiento interpreted by Camarón de la Isla, and PDL at the guitar, is a precious gem from my point of view. The lyrics have a sense of bitterness as well as pretty sour descriptions of smell and the emotions that lead from it. For me, the lyrics of this song reach the depths into the essence of pain. Love and pain, pain of a betrayed love. The hate here becomes a reaffirmation of the love he still feels. The second part seems like a pastige as the tone, the character, the theme changes. Remembering maybe the beggining of their love.
"Tienes que derramar más sangre Que un torito bravo en su muerte. No sé como tienes valor Pa hablar de mi malamente.
Anda, vete fea, El cuerpo te huele a lumia Como el marinero a brea.
Allá abajito se ve una fuente De cal y canto arena Donde bebe mi serrana Agua de la fuente nueva.
Yo a ti te pondría Un puente pa que pasaras De tu casita a la mía."
"Yo have to shed/spill more blood that a little brave bull at the time of his death I don't know where you get the courage/nerve to speak bad about me
Go, go now ugly girl your body smells like whore the same as the sailor smells like "brea" (brea in spanish is a mixture consisting of tar, fish, tallow and oils to paint, make boats waterproff, impermeable.)
Down there you can see a little fountain, made out of lime and sand stone, where my "serrana" drinks (referring to a girl from the sierra/mountain) water from this new fountain.
I would build for you I would build you a little bridge so you could pass/walk from your house into mine."
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Déjame surcar una vez más (Cancion por bulerias) Cante: Alba Molina Torque: Manuel Molina
Ya la tarde se pone, sobre la olvidad barca Que en el vientre guarda un cuento, una sirena encantada. La olvidada barca, sueña con besar el agua Y con hundir su cuerpo seco; entre las olas blancas.
Y que se apaguen las estrellas, Y que los peces se disfracen de reflejo Para no estorbar. Y Yo me siento a su lado y la escucho quejarse, Pidiendo al pescador:
Déjame surcar una vez más, por bajo guía; Déjame morir entre las olas, a la deriva; Deja que mi cuerpo de madera, se rompa con las olas bajo el sol; Déjame, déjame morir...Ole...a la deriva...
Y si no quieren entregar mi cuerpo al mar No quiero que se apiaden de mí Que me rompa en mil pedazos el pescador Y que me queme en una hoguera frente a ti
Me quemó tanta pena ay no puedo aguantarme Me acerqué al viejo marino Gritando como solo se hace una vez
Déjame surcar una vez más, por bajo guía; Déjame morir entre las olas, a la deriva; Deja que mi cuerpo de madera, se rompa con las olas bajo el sol; Y déjame, déjame morir... a la deriva...
Déjame surcar una vez más, por bajo guía; Déjame morir entre las olas, a la deriva; Deja que mi cuerpo de madera, se rompa con las olas bajo el sol; Déjame, déjame morir…Ole...a la deriva…
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The night now falls over the forgotten boat That in the belly holds a story, an enchanted mermaid. The forgotten boat, dreams of kissing the water And plunging his dried body, between the white waves
And let the stars be turned off And the fish be disguised as reflection To not disturb And I sit beside her and hear her crying Asking the fisherman
Let me sail once more, through Bajo Guia; Let me die among the waves, drifting; Let my wooden body break with the waves in the sun; Let me, let me die ... Ole ... drifting ...
And if they don’t want to give my body to the sea I don’t want them to take pity on me Let the fisherman break me in to pieces And I burn in a bonfire before you.
This burning sorrow oh! I can’t stand it I got close to this old fisherman Screaming like one only does it once
Let me sail once more, through Bajo Guia; Let me die among the waves, drifting; Let my wooden body break with the waves in the sun; And let me, let me die ... drifting ...
Let me sail once more, through Bajo Guia; Let me die among the waves, drifting; Let my wooden body break with the waves in the sun; Let me, let me die ... Ole ... drifting
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Y no llegaste a quererme (Granaina)
Cante: Miguel Poveda Torque: Chicuelo
For Ramzi I've left my ideas for chords within the letra (I don't know theory so chord names are probably incorrect feel free to comment) Translation to follow (as with La Marelu) I know the rough meaning but I want to check or someone here can translate?
B7 Ay Em Ay D7 G C Ay Em C B7
Y no Em llegaste D7 a quererme D7
Eras mis cinco G sentios, C
Y no D7 llegaste D7 a quererme, G
Y que G desgraciaito he sio D7 (Abass) o D7 (Fsharpbass)
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
And still further back....
Y no llegaste a quererme (Granainas)
Cante: Camaron Torque: Paco de Lucia
Y no llegaste a quererme Eras mis cinco sentios Y no llegaste a quererme Y que desgraciaito he sio Y que he tenio que aborrecerte Tanto como Yo a ti, te he querio.
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to Exitao)
The last letra: y dios lo va mandar un castigo muy grande y eso porque tu te lo merece ay porque te vienes culpando y yo culpa no tengo que de te hablara la gente ay porque te viene culpando y yo culpa no tengo que de te habla a (la gente) ((starts the remote early in the melody))
ay que te quiero pero de la chino te lo pelo (not exactly sure about this one but I'll ask my teacher next lesson.
A traditional form of this letra: Dios te va a mandar un castigo y eso es por que tu te lo mereces porque me vienes culpando si yo culpa no tengo que de ti hablara la gente
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to orsonw)
Cante: Camaron de la Isla Guitarra: Paco De Lucia Se Murio Mi Madre
This song has become one of my all time favorites. The song is packed full of emotion, while also having a certain emptiness to it(the guitar and the cante).(contradiction!?) The first thing Paco plays in this song is just so damn bad ass, while still having a feeling of emptiness. That opening line " Murio mi madre..." just kills me every time and my mom is still alive! It was very important to me, to understand this song...i've been using a language learning app(HelloTalk) where you talk to people from other countries...So i asked this beautiful woman from spain for a translation. I have a problem with 1 of the lines, she says that he says "yo no quiero verte" x 2, i hear that the first time but the second time it sounds to me like he says "yo no quiero verdad".
Español: Murió mi mare sólo me quedé desamparao y sin calor de nadie fatigas pasé Yo no quiero verte yo no quiero verte ay, ni escuchar tu voz y aunque te tenga presente como una maldición
English: My mom died Now I'm alone Helpless and with no ones' warmth i went through fatigues i don't want to see you i Don't want to see you ...ay not even to listen to your voice although i have you in my routine Like a malediction
and here is a video of Camaron's Mother, i feel like it's important to include in this post.
Possibly we could get a translation for this video =D.
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to dreolino)
letra of heroína: en mi barrio conocí a una mala compañera y se llamaba heroína y no puedo apartarme de ella y no sé que hacer y no sé a donde ir y tengo que robar que para poderla conseguir
sin ti vuelvo a cantarle a la luna sin ti vuelvo a escucharme la noche y si me ven endrogarme que nadie me lo reproche endrogado que soy enganchado al ver me suelen decir y no saben que me ha dejado y que me quiero morir
siempre estoy tirado en las calles en los bares y las esquinas cambio la vida por la muerte ay por la maldita heroina
no puedo vivir porque llevo mala vida no puedo vivir porque la droga domina entre ciego y vaselón así se pasa mi vida
y es mi corazón mas fuerte y pecho una mina y te di gracias dios mio que me has quitado de la heroina
ay madre madre madre madre madre mía que mala es la noche, la calle y la vida
El torta was incredible, some more from him:
the first couple letras: tu cuerpo y mi cuerpo del mismo color tu sangre y mi sangre del mismo color tiradito en la arena y haciendo el amor
todito lo que me pida yo te lo daré todito lo que tengo para ti tiene que ser y no me dejes solo que de pena me muero yo te amaré otra vez
ven dentro de mi hasta donde vive mi alma verás mis besos de nube y mis caricias de ??? buscando el filo de tu cuerpo para mis besos de agua
y llega el alma, y llega el alma cuando sale el alma no estás a mi vera no sé que me pasa
creo que vas por el mundo sin fijarte a los demás siento que vas por la vida sin poder reír ni llorar eres de la tierra yo voy volando tu eres una ???? esperando
my spanish isn't great so no guarantees about the letras
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to Exitao)
Bulerias by Alonsito "Rancapino Chico" and the great Paco Cepero. Perfect example of less is more! For me it doesn't get any better than this, I love the way Anlonso moves and plays with the compas. And Ceperos acompanying is sublime. When can I'll try and get the letra
RE: Cante Appreciation Thread (in reply to Ricardo)
A cante kariokee tutorial. Those who don't understand Spanish can either appreciate the features of the presenters beauty for rather a long time, or skip ahead to the singing at 2 minutes
Personally, being hung like an Ox I find singing in this register only just about works if I wear my daughters tightest pair of jeans, but some of you wee-balls might manage it
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