Seville is really a place like no other in Europe. Full of art, dancers and great musicians!
I' met Chico in a little garden playing for people that passed by. We had a chat and the next day I took my recording equipment to the city and recorded his own song.
I thought I lost all footage of this recording session due to a hard drive failure, but luckily I was able to restore it from the footage I have send home :)
Part of "A Collection of Europe's Pavement Melodies": 1 Album. 1 Book. 1 Movie.
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Orginal lyrics (English lyrics below):
Con un lápiz siéntate,
una guitarra.
Con un whiskicito, y échale mucho mucho mucho hielo.
Con un pequeño piano y una cama.
Con eso era feliz y ahora no puedo.
Soledad, te la dedico a ti
y a los cantores que hacen la poesía.
A todo aquel que en alguna ocasión
se haya sentido solo en esta vida.
Yo que me reía de ver la soledad
y en casa me reía de mis espejos.
Y por vivir contigo en esos días
incluso me plante en hacerme viejo.
Y Soledad, te la dedico a ti,
y a los cantores que hacen la poesía.
A todo aquel que en alguna ocasión
se haya sentido solo en esta vida.
Y Soledad te la dedico a ti,
a tu amistad y a tu lejana compañía.
Y a tu amor..
Quizás por eso ahora estoy aquí
porque quiero reír como aquel día.
Y esta ciudad cada invierno mas fría.
Hoy bebo whiskey en la copa de anís
donde brindamos por la felicidad.
Y Soledad, te la dedico a ti
Y a los cantores que hacen la poesía.
A todo aquel que en alguna ocasión
se haya sentido solo en esta vida.
Y Soledad, te la dedico a ti
y a los cantores que hacen la poesía.
A todo aquel que en alguna ocasión
se haya sentido solo en esta vida.
A todo aquel que en alguna ocasión
se haya sentido solo en esta vida.
English lyrics:
A Happy Song by Chico Pere
Sit down with a pencil,
with a guitar
With a whiskey with a lot, lot, lot of ice.
With a small piano and a bed.
I was happy with that but now I can´t.
Loneliness, I dedicate this to you
And to the singers who do poetry.
To everyone who at some time in his life
has felt alone.
I used to laughed at the loneliness
and at home I laughed at my mirrors.
And for living with you in those days
I even considered getting old.
And loneliness, I dedicate this to you
and to the singers who do poetry.
To everyone who at some time in his life
has felt alone.
And loneliness, I dedicate this to you,
to your friendship and to your distant company.
And to your love…
Maybe, that’s why I’m here now
because I want to laugh like that day.
And this city every winter colder.
Today, I drink whiskey in the glass of anise
that one with which we toast for happiness.
And loneliness, I dedicate this to you
and to the singers who do poetry.
To everyone who at some time in this life
has felt alone.
And loneliness, I dedicate this to you
and to the singers who do poetry.
To everyone who at some time in his life
has felt alone.
To everyone who at some time in his life
has felt alone.