Eltitoguay
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I don't like his music very much (for simple personal tastes), but without a doubt the lyrics alone are a beautiful tribute to your father...(...I have been on the verge of losing my father these months...)
I think I've only heard one song by him in my whole life ("Corazón de luto"), but I know that in Portugal it is much more popular than in Spain... In fact, without being an expert in Brazilian music (as you know), if I listened to his music without knowing its origin and I was asked to which country it reminds me the most, I would automatically (and wrongly) say that it reminds me of Portugal... Portugal with maybe like Argentinian country folk influences, like a mix of fado and gaucho music...
If you allow me, I'll play you a Spanish Fandango song, whose lyrics I think could complement your beautiful tribute; the difference is that in this other song, instead of from the point of view of a son, it is the protagonist himself who sings how after a sad life of suffering and work, of childhood, adolescence and youth "thrown" traveling miles of mountains and pastures behind a herd of goats, he sees how old age is making it impossible, and death, as a silent companion, reaching out its hand every day ever closer...
El Cabrero : "Shepherd of clouds":
I was born one October afternoon
when the hills are browning
and on the plain the stubble
cover the black muds
Poor goatherd's cradle,
diapers of old rags
The first cry was of pain,
the second was of fear
If pain tempered my voice
like good cowbells,
fear made me rebellious
instead of making me sheep
Sunsets of cold,
dawns of steel
My childhood was an illusion
If I had it I don't remember
That's why sometimes I stop
to play with what I find:
To "piola", with the soul,
to hide, with the time...
And when time wins me,
tired and for an old man,
I'll play shepherd of clouds...
...and as a shepherd dog I'll have the wind...
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