Mateo

Cuando el silencio le hablaba,
los fantasmas se acercaban,
a decirle que aguantara,
y el teléfono sonó.

Buscaba y no lo encontraba,
pensó que no llegaba,
y sin abrir los ojos,
atendió.

Y su voz le respondió:
"Siempre digo más de lo que pienso,
pienso más de lo que siento"
-y el teléfono colgó.

Frío, frío, frío, calor.

_{#Letra #Music}

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Hello community, blessings to all.

We are in the Christmas special of the Vibes event. For the occasion I share a beloved song that came into my life on Christmas Eve. I want to highlight that all the songs on the album "La Danza de los Principiantes" are absolutely great, "Máquina del Tiempo" or "Noches de Ciencia Ficción", for example, are other songs that have kept me pleasant company for a long time.

During these dates it is normal to miss loved ones who are far away, and this song in my opinion sustains precisely that feeling of being behind the phone with flashes of nostalgia. Other times there is a silence that really, just as the song says, is a silence that speaks and gives permission to certain ghosts to appear; however, although remembering is good, I find it very healthy to only give entry to memories that do not hurt.

Musically I love the chords of this song, they totally adapt to the music I listen to. The melodies and harmonies are simply spectacular; I didn't want to miss the opportunity to add a second voice, since the original song has one, I felt that it would be totally necessary to include that voice.

I end by stating how pleasant it has been to record this song, it was a fully satisfactory experience. I hope you enjoy these family holidays to the fullest, enjoy many joys! See you soon.

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Mateo

When the silence spoke to him,
the ghosts came closer,
to tell him to hold on,
and the phone rang.

He searched and couldn't find it,
he thought it wouldn't come,
and without opening his eyes,
he answered.

And his voice answered:
"I always say more than I think,
I think more than I feel"
-and the phone hung up.

Cold, cold, cold, hot.

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