Los recuerdos forman parte de lo que somos, las memorias, esos momentos especiales de nuestra vida. Sin duda somos en gran parte lo que hemos vivido, y lo que soñamos... Pocas veces nos detenemos a disfrutar el ahora.

Cada ser humano se replantea cada día su vida en base a lo que recuerda de su existencia, sus experiencias van determinando las siguientes desiciones, así pues , no existimos sin nuestros recuerdos.

En mi caso particular al ser una adulta con TDA diagnósticado tengo problemas con mi memoria inmediata o a corto plazo, pero soy capaz de recordar prácticamente todos los eventos de mi vida con detalles, solo es cuestión de buscarlos en la memoria para volver a vivirlos. Puedo recordar todos los rostros que he visto, pero no los nombres, puedo recordar miles de letras de canciones, pero a veces olvido mi número de cédula. La memoria es un misterio, pero está allí para darle sentido a la vida, imagina una vida donde vayas cada día olvidando lo vivido, sería un tanto triste.

Basado en el tema de la semana decidí cantar una canción de Víctor Jara , está canción es una Oda al amor, al instante, a la vida y los recuerdos. Espero les guste.

TE RECUERDO AMANDA

Autor: Víctor Jara

Letra

Te recuerdo Amanda
la calle mojada
corriendo a la fábrica donde trabajaba Manuel.

La sonrisa ancha, la lluvia en el pelo
no importaba nada
ibas a encontrarte con él
con él, con él, con él, con él.

Son cinco minutos
La vida es eterna
En cinco minutos
Suena la sirena
De vuelta al trabajo
Y tu caminando lo iluminas todo
Los cinco minutos
Te hacen florecer

Te recuerdo Amanda
La calle mojada
Corriendo a la fábrica
Donde trabajaba Manuel

La sonrisa ancha
La lluvia en el pelo
No importaba nada
Ibas a encontrarte con él
Con él, con él, con él, con él

Que partió a la sierra
Que nunca hizo daño
Que partió a la sierra
Y en cinco minutos
Quedó destrozado

Suenan las sirenas
De vuelta al trabajo
Muchos no volvieron
Tampoco Manuel

Te recuerdo Amanda
La calle mojada
Corriendo a la fábrica
Donde trabajaba Manuel

Fuente de la base musical

Sigamos creando buenos recuerdos. Que la música nos acompañe.

Un abrazo

Zully🥰

Banner creado en CANVA , video editado en Filmora/Audacity

English Version

Memories are part of who we are, memories, those special moments of our life. Undoubtedly, we are to a great extent what we have lived, and what we dream... We rarely stop to enjoy the now.

Every human being rethinks every day his life based on what he remembers of his existence, his experiences are determining the following decisions, so, we do not exist without our memories.

In my particular case, being an adult with diagnosed ADD, I have problems with my immediate or short term memory, but I am able to remember practically all the events of my life in detail, it is only a matter of looking for them in my memory to relive them. I can remember all the faces I have seen, but not the names, I can remember thousands of song lyrics, but sometimes I forget my ID number. Memory is a mystery, but it is there to give meaning to life, imagine a life where you go every day forgetting what you have lived, it would be a bit tris it would be a bit sad.

Based on the theme of the week I decided to sing a song by Victor Jara, this song is an Ode to love, to the instant, to life and memories. I hope you like it.

I REMEMBER YOU AMANDA

Author: Víctor Jara

Lyrics

I remember you Amanda
the wet street
running to the factory where Manuel worked.

The wide smile, the rain in your hair
it didn't matter
you were going to meet him
with him, with him, with him, with him, with him.

It's five minutes
Life is eternal
In five minutes
The siren sounds
Back to work
And you walk and light it all up
The five minutes
Make you bloom

I remember you Amanda
The wet street
Running to the factory
Where Manuel worked

The wide smile
The rain in my hair
Nothing mattered
You were going to meet him
With him, with him, with him, with him, with him

Who went to the mountains
Who never did any harm
Who went off into the mountains
And in five minutes
He was shattered

The sirens are wailing
Back to work
Many did not return
Neither did Manuel

I remember you Amanda
The wet street
Running to the factory
Where Manuel worked

Source of the musical base

Let's keep on creating good memories. May the music be with us.

A hug

Zully🥰

Translated and formatted with Hive Translator by @noakmilo.