A slow tempo Jazz / Trova. Yusa offers us in 'Tienta Paredes' a sort of lullaby with her blend of jazz and Latin feels that is irresistible.Tempts walls: a love song tempo prevails gentle guitar and a music box as remembering the past, when we were children, when our mothers began to teach the values they believe important to our future, as today, after spending the time we did not find right words to thank everything mothers do one. It is a tribute to them.
How can I write the verse of your face, without missing the right word, the precise comma, and it not being enough? How can I replace the trace of your embrace without even touching the idea of filling spaces that only you leave? How can I wake up if you have not opened the door of the day? How can I return when your silence tells me, no, not yet? I think that defining your name in this attempt is like sailing in such a restless tide of doubts without finding answers, always running through me like the rain, wetting the streets of my being, giving without peace, you are throwing me at random your soft kiss to erase the tears of yesterday, giving without peace, to know. How can I wake up if you have not opened the door of the day? How can I return when your silence tells me no, not yet?
¿Cómo podré escribir el verso de tu rostro, sin que me falten
la justa palabra, la coma precisa, y no sea bastante?
¿Cómo sustituir la huella de tu abrazo sin que siquiera rocen
con la idea de llenar espacios que solo tú dejas?
¿Cómo despertar si tú no has abierto la puerta del día?
¿Cómo regresar cuando tu silencio me dice, no, todavía?
Pienso que definir tu nombre en este intento es como navegar
en tan inquieta marea de dudas sin hallar respuestas, siempre
recorriéndome como la lluvia mojando así las calles de mi ser,
dando sin paz, vas lanzándome al azar tu suave beso
para borrar las lágrimas de ayer, dando sin paz, para saber.
¿Cómo despertar si tú no has abierto la puerta del día?
¿Cómo regresar cuando tu silencio me dice no, todavía?