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    Published on Nov 26, 2021
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    Greetings inhabitants of this vast and beautiful multiverse called #hive.

    On this occasion I bring you a song by the teacher Joan Manuel Serrat entitled: "Penelope", a well-known and profound song that tells the story of the crazy woman who waits for her love, a song of which Maná also made a very popular version, only that Master Serrat delves into the passing of the years and the traces he left on his lover.

    I particularly like this topic a lot, so I decided to share it with you.

    I hope you like it.

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    Penélope

    Penelope With her brown leather bag
    And her high-heeled shoes
    And her Sunday dress.

    Penelope He sits on a bench on the platform And wait for the first train to arrive Waving the fan.

    They say in the town That a walker stopped her watch
    One spring afternoon.

    Goodbye My Love Don't cry to me, I'll be back Before From the willows the leaves fall Think of me I will come back for you.

    Poor unhappy His child watch stopped A leaden afternoon in April When her lover left.

    Withered In his garden to the last flower There is not a willow tree on Main Street For Penelope.

    Penelope Sad by dint of waiting His eyes, they seem to shine If a train whistles in the distance.

    Penelope One after another he watches them go by Look at their faces, hear them speak For her they are dolls.

    They say in the town That the walker returned Found her On his green pine bench.

    He called her, Penelope My faithful lover, my peace Leave now Of weaving dreams in your mind Look at me I am your love, I came back.

    Smiled at him With eyes full of yesterday His face and skin were not like that You are not who I expect.

    And stayed With the brown leather bag And the high-heeled shoes Sitting at the station.

    Penélopeeeeeeeee....

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    Saludos habitantes de este vasto y hermoso multiverso llamado #hive.

    En esta ocasión les traigo una canción del maestro Joan Manuel Serrat titulada: "Penélope", un tema muy conocido y profundo que narra la historia de la loca que espera a su amor, tema del que Maná hizo una versión muy sonada también, solo que el maestro Serrat profundiza en el paso de los años y las huellas que dejó en su enamorado.

    En lo particular este tema me gusta mucho, así que decidí compartirlo con ustedes.

    Espero les guste.

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    Penélope

    Penélope
    Con su bolso de piel marrón
    Y sus zapatitos de tacón
    Y su vestido de domingo.

    Penélope
    Se sienta en un banco en el andén
    Y espera que llegue el primer tren
    Meneando el abanico.

    Dicen en el pueblo
    Que un caminante paró
    Su reloj
    Una tarde de primavera.

    Adiós amor mío
    No me llores, volveré
    Antes que
    De los sauces caigan las hojas
    Piensa en mí
    Volveré a por ti.

    Pobre infeliz
    Se paró su reloj infantil
    Una tarde plomiza de abril
    Cuando se fue su amante.

    Se marchitó
    En su huerto hasta la última flor
    No hay un sauce en la calle Mayor
    Para Penélope.

    Penélope
    Tristes a fuerza de esperar
    Sus ojos, parecen brillar
    Si un tren silba a lo lejos.

    Penélope
    Uno tras otro los ve pasar
    Mira sus caras, les oye hablar
    Para ella son muñecos.

    Dicen en el pueblo
    Que el caminante volvió
    La encontró
    En su banco de pino verde.

    La llamó, Penélope
    Mi amante fiel, mi paz
    Deja ya
    De tejer sueños en tu mente
    Mírame
    Soy tu amor, regresé.

    Le sonrió
    Con los ojos llenitos de ayer
    No era así su cara ni su piel
    Tú no eres quien yo espero.

    Y se quedó
    Con el bolso de piel marrón
    Y los zapatitos de tacón
    Sentada en la estación.

    Penélopeeeeeeeee....

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    Gracias por visitar mi blog.

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