No wise Silvia Perez until last Sunday afternoon. A concert Palau de la Música Catalana opened my senses and my desire to dive to see who was on it and his musical career.
With the suggestive title The voice of emotions and Raul Fernandez “Refree” the guitar, the duo made this concert, framed within the more i Mas Festival, know a little. Very little.
One surprise has been this: Shirt. Song they opened the concert and left us all with your mouth open. The winning song live much: increases its sensitivity, comprehensive strength power generating controlled, leaving the room feeling laden air.
As usual in my, and with all due respect, Serrat's songs when sung, nothing on me dicen. Contra, when the same is transferred to the voice of others, I love. Especially for what they say and that in the mouth of Serrat not appreciate.
Silvia Perez can be found at many different projects as Immigrasons, Las migas next to the Ravid Goldschmidt a highly recommended album titled Flame.
letter Shirt (even Ka y FJ traducida)
Think of me, small, think of me
when witches morning I scratched.
No more do you warm the cold
sweeter or latte
but think of me,
small,
think of me.
Think of me when you do not get the salary
or when you push on the subway at eight.
And take me
embroidered on your shirt
o pintado in tu sonrisa stream.
Colúmpiame
in your earrings.
Envuélveme tus with Rings
and let me go with you, let me go.
Let me go where you go, let there be,
small, between joy and sorrow
embraced against the poem
you read in secret.
City lazy yawn
when you dial when you open the windows and office
and you shake the birds
that make your hair nest;
heart tells you
the caged bird, dies.
They bring me their dreams and beats feathers
when they hit their peaks my glasses.
And I have
small white history
four walls which fades.
Soon
Spring dies
when you can go to walk.
Let me go with you, let me go.
Let me go where you go, let there be,
small, and turned his face.
Think we still
the way of your birds
to fly you and I with them.