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In my repertoire you can never miss a song by Silvio, guitar and voice, as you know I love that singer-songwriter, it is like a challenge for me, and this time I bring you a classic by this excellent composer named "Fable of the Three Brothers" in rhythm of Cuban son, taking advantage of the guitar, and with the voice right at the top as if scratching the sky, as always I enjoy with great pleasure to be able to bring music to all #hive, I hope you enjoy, a hug for everyone.
De tres hermanos, el más grande se fue
Por la vereda a descubrir y a fundar
Y para nunca equivocarse o errar
Iba despierto y bien atento a cuando iba a pisar
De tanto, en esta posición, caminar
Ya nunca el cuello se le enderezó
Y anduvo esclavo ya de la precaución
Y se hizo viejo queriendo ir lejos
Con su corta visión
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Ojo que no mira más allá no ayuda al pie
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Óyeme esto y dime, dime lo que piensas tú
De tres hermanos, el del medio se fue
Por la vereda a descubrir y a fundar
Y para nunca equivocarse o errar
Iba despierto y bien atento al horizonte igual
Pero este chico listo no podía ver
La piedra, el hoyo que vencía a su pie
Y revolcado siempre se la pasó
Y se hizo viejo queriendo ir lejos
A donde no llegó
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Ojo que no mira más acá tampoco fue
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Óyeme esto y dime, dime lo que piensas tú
De tres hermanos, el pequeño partió
Por la vereda a descubrir y a fundar
Y para nunca equivocarse o errar
Una pupila llevaba arriba y la otra en el andar
Y caminó vereda adentro el que más
Ojo en camino, y ojo en lo porvenir
Y cuando vino el tiempo de resumir
Ya su mirada estaba extraviada
Entre el estar y el ir
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Ojo puesto en todo ya ni sabe lo que ve
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Óyeme esto y dime, dime lo que piensas tú.
Fable of the Three Brothers
Silvio Rodríguez
Of three brothers, the oldest left
By the path to discover and to found
And to never make mistakes or mistakes
I was awake and attentive to when I was going to step
Meanwhile, in this position, walk
His neck was never straightened anymore
And he was already a slave to caution.
And he got old wanting to go far.
With your short vision
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eye that does not look beyond does not help the foot
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Hear me this and tell me, tell me what you think
Of three brothers, the middle one left
By the path to discover and to found
And to never make mistakes or mistakes
I was awake and very attentive to the equal horizon
But this smart guy couldn't see
The stone, the hole that overcame his foot
And wallowing always spent it
And he got old wanting to go far.
Where it didn't go
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eye that does not look anymore here was not either
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Hear me this and tell me, tell me what you think
From three brothers, the little boy left
By the path to discover and to found
And to never make mistakes or mistakes
One pupil carried up and the other in the walk
And walked inside the one who most
Eye on the road, and eye on the future
And when the time came to summarize
Already his gaze was lost
Between being and going
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eye on everything and you don't even know what you see
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Hear me this and tell me, tell me what you think.
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