Anoche mientras dormía del cansancio fatigao no sé que sueño dorao cruzó por la mente mia soñaba que te veia y que me estabas mirando y yo te estaba contando mi vida triste, muy triste y te desapareciste al despertarme llorando
Last night while I slept from fatigued exhaustion I don’t know what golden dream crossed through my mind I dreamt that I saw you and that you were watching me and that I was telling you of my sad life, so sad and you disappeared as I awoke crying
I could go on and on about the show, and about how happy it makes me feel to share flamenco with my family, but
I’ll just tell you about how it pertains to today’s letra
You see, Margot danced the rumba below with abanico. It was something that she learned in her flamenco class with Rocío. Margot taught me her version as I was instructed to sing and accompany with palmas, along with my two other nieces.
Aquella noche, caía la lluvia muy lentamente, cantaba triste la fuente su dulce monotonía. Un almendro florecía al aire frío de enero, y en la quietud del sendero, sobre la arena amarilla me ofreciste la mejilla para mis besos primeros.
That night, it fell the rain, very slowly sadly the fountain sang its sweet monotony. An almond tree blossomed to the cold air of January and in the stillness of the path, over the yellow sand you offered me your cheek for my first kisses.
You absolutely positively have to listen to this (the first song in the video below).
It’s one of those, and I’m pretty much positive that it will make your life better the moment you press play. You could even just listen to the first twenty seconds though that will likely be impossible because I imagine once you get started you probably will want to hear the whole song.
Though classes are out for winter vacation, I’m still itching to dance, and I know you might be too.
Dancing is one of my favorite ways to cure holiday and sometimes family overwhelm.
If you too feel like dancing during this coming week but have no class to go to, tune into the experience flamenco blog and join me for the Dance as if You Were in Class With Mercedes Holiday Challenge. (You can do it in your bedroom.)
Stay tuned next week for the final letra of 2014 and the final installment of this series of bulerías shared by Zorri. (Don’t worry, you’ll see more letras from him here and there in the future.)
Will 2015 be the year you travel to Spain?
The Spring 2015 FlamencoTour happens April 16 – 30. It’s a personalized trip to Spain to study flamenco in its country of origin.
I remember the first time I went to Spain to study and how hard it was going all on my own. I remember feeling that I had no choice but to do it alone because nobody else knew what I wanted or needed, because I knew of nobody else interested in going to Spain to study flamenco.
I created the FlamencoTour because I wanted an easier (and much more fun) way to do it!
I translated it, wrote it out, took a picture of it, and then decided I’d better hurry up and take a quick walk before the sun went down. It was nice out, and I could finish the post later.
It began to rain minutes after I began my walk.
I guess I needed to be rained on.
The sky had given me no indication that this was going to happen. It had been sunny all day, and all I noticed were beautiful nearning sunset colors from the moment I stepped outside. So many colors and shades of brightness that I didn’t really see the grey rain clouds.
But sometimes I miss certain things that would be most helpful to notice, like they grey clouds. (I remember seeing shades of pink and taupe in front of me, but this beautiful white fluffy cloud that had turned golden from the sun against the blue sky to my right stole my attention, and I headed in that direction.)
Perhaps sometimes I notice certain things and turn away, not really wanting to see them.