Hive Open Mic Week 56 | JaredKhm "Quiet Desert" Original Song (BeatFree) | [ESP/ENG]

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    jaredkhamanah

    Published on May 04, 2021
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    Me sentí muy a gusto escribiendo la letra para esta semana 56, realmente la temática me hizo explotar el cerebro al comparar un desierto tranquilo con el ghetto donde vivo, me gusta mucho utilizar metáforas y recursos retóricos de comparación para que las canciones tengan un sentido mucho mas artístico y que así cada oyente tenga una interpretación de libre criterio.

    Para mi los ghettos del mundo pueden compararse a desiertos tranquilos, porque donde menos los esperas hay una víbora debajo de la arena que pone en peligro tu vida en solo segundos, así se vive en Venezuela hoy en día, aunque es un país muy hermoso muchos de nosotros habitamos en zonas altamente peligrosas y tenemos que ser muy cuidadosos al rodearnos de personas que podrían aparentar ser algo bueno como una ilusión en el desierto, un oasis que realmente no te ofrece nada, solo una falsedad que se va a desvanecer cuando puedas ver de cerca, sin mas que decir espero que disfruten mi vídeo de esta semana de #openmic y quiero agradecerles por todo el apoyo y el cálido recibimiento que me han dado en esta comunidad tan genial, gracias @cabelindsay, gracias @mipiano, gracias @ylich, gracias @primalamusica, sigan compartiendo sus talentos e inspirando a mas personas como yo, que aunque no tenemos todos los medios nos esforzamos para dar lo mejor en cada publicación, saludos!

    Letra

    Pintas o no pintas? rayas? Lanzame si quieres, fallas. No es que pa rapear no tenga las agallas. Es que la verdad del ghetto no es papaya.

    Camino debajo del sol abrazador,
    el desierto esta tranquilo pero debajo el furor
    de serpientes que te quieren ver adormecer,
    jugando un papel ficticio con algo para ofrecer.
    Que es tan vacio como ver el florecer,
    de un oasis del desierto cuando vas a perecer.
    Y cuando menos lo esperes podras comprender,
    espejismo del desierto tranquilo de lucifer.

    La verdad se esconde detras de cada mirada,
    aunque la arena este calmada, matente alerta,
    de cada pisada, de cada jugada, de cada fachada.
    La mente es mala, aveces te engaña,
    cactus del desierto salva con su agua pero sus espinas
    son armas letales que al fin del camino siempre apuñalan.

    Pintas o no pintas? rayas?
    Lanzame si quieres, fallas.
    No es que pa rapear no tenga las agallas.
    Es que la verdad del ghetto no es papaya.

    English:

    I felt very comfortable writing the lyrics for this week 56, really the theme made my brain explode when comparing a quiet desert with the ghetto where I live, I really like to use metaphors and rhetorical resources of comparison so that the songs have a much more artistic sense and so each listener has an interpretation of free criteria.

    For me the ghettos of the world can be compared to quiet deserts, because where you least expect them there is a snake under the sand that endangers your life in just seconds, that's how it is lived in Venezuela today, although it is a very beautiful country many of us live in highly dangerous areas and we have to be very careful to surround ourselves with people who might appear to be something good like an illusion in the desert, an oasis that really offers you nothing, just a falsehood that is going to fade away when you can see it up close, without more to say I hope you enjoy my video for this week of #openmic and I want to thank you for all the support and warm reception you have given me in this cool community, thanks @cabelindsay, thanks @mipiano, thanks @ylich, thanks @primalamusica, keep sharing your talents and inspiring more people like me, that although we don't have all the means we strive to give the best in each publication, cheers!

    Lyrics

    Do you paint or don't you paint? stripes? Throw me if you want, you miss. It's not that I don't have the guts to rap. It's that the truth of the ghetto is not papaya.

    I walk under the embracing sun,
    the desert is calm but underneath the fury
    of snakes that want to see you numb,
    playing a fictitious role with something to offer.
    Which is as empty as watching the bloom,
    of a desert oasis when you're about to perish.
    And when you least expect it you will understand,
    lucifer's tranquil desert mirage.

    The truth hides behind every glance,
    even if the sand is calm, still alert,
    from every footstep, from every move, from every facade.
    The mind is evil, sometimes it deceives you,
    cactus of the desert saves with its water but its thorns
    are lethal weapons that always stab at the end of the road.

    Do you paint or don't you paint? do you scratch?
    Throw me if you want, you miss.
    It's not that I don't have the guts to rap.
    It is that the truth of the ghetto is not papaya.

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