| One of my most favouritesttttttttt song ever, melody, lyrics, emotion, everything! Como son largas las semanas (How long are the weeks) cuando no estas cerca de mi (when you are not close to me) No se que fuerzas sobrehumanas (I don't know what superhuman strengths) me dan valor lejos de ti (give me courage far away from you. ) Muerta la luz de mi esperanza (The light of my hope having died) Soy como el naufrago en el mar (I am like the shipwrecked in the sea) se que me pierdo en lontananza (I know I get lost in the far horizon) mas no me puedo resignar (but I cannot resign myself) Ah!... que triste es recordar, despues de tanto amar (Oh! how sad it is to remember after having loved so much) esa dicha que paso, flor de una ilusion, (that happiness that went by, flower of an illusion) nuestra pasion se marchito (our passion has withered) Ah!... olvida mi desden (Oh! forget my scorn) retorna, dulce bien (return, my sweet) a nuestro amor (to our love) y volvera a florecer, nuestro querer (and it will bloom again, our wanting) como aquella flor (like that flower) En nuestro cuarto tibio y rosa (In our warm and rose colored room) todo esta igual, como otra vez (everything it's the same as it was) y en cada adorno, en cada cosa (and in each ornament, in each thing) te sigo viendo como ayer (I continue looking at you like I did yesterday) Tu foto sobre la mesita (Your photo on the little table) que es credencial de nuestro amor (is a witness of our love) y aquella hortensia ya marchita (and that already withered hydrangea) que fue el canto de mi dolor (which was the song of my pain) |
Off the back of a weekend that required me to leave work early and sleep cray hours to finally get back into a semi-human mode of work and sleep. Thoughts? When I first started tango, I jumped straight into a Fire & Ice festival in Ann Arbor January of 2010. That was my first taste of a tango festival which was relatively social and a good scene in hindsight. Coming back to Malaysia I've participated in the KL Festival every single year, Singapore festival twice, Taiwan festival once (24 hour on a whim - fuck it all flight), Shanghai festival once. Other than that the flavour of the day nowadays is definitely geared more toward marathons/encuentros, and for a good reason. Festivals in this part of the world are seriously so tipped toward a certain "type" that it is far more worth my money and sanity to go for the social dancing rather than the festival format. Granted, lessons were good, always learning, picking up new things. Competition was, so-so for me, was...
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