A medium tempo Jazz / Trova. A fabolous improvisation-like tune recorded live, with Yusa and a male vocalist.Chiquichaca: Theme of mid-tempo, which is used alone, guitar, vocals giving the intent of a professional photo shoot where two people pretending to be famous but no more claim than the same game. It is an exquisite corpse is nothing but a kind of poetry where the man and woman writes a line in a verse for the final match and see the real communication with those people who have come together to create because they have found more in common than they thought. It's a social song. Where the daily account of the people of a city. No matter the place
VOICE 1: A shyness kneels on the curb, a drop of hunger follows me on the balcony. Once you see that it speaks to me clearly on the platform. And I don't know until when the fusion will say goodbye. VOICE 2: A situation on a sheet of paper is like an armchair that wakes up in another skin. The conversation is rocking on the tablecloth, where it may be that something dances. DUO: It will be born. VOICE 2: My eyes dance in the breeze of another heart, with the disappointment of some solution and a face. Other lies run over your palpitation, but it is like that, as if you say, I feel like that. DUO: Start, I got tired, I got tired, I got tired, I got tired...
VOZ 1: Una timidez se me arrodilla en el contén,
una gota de hambre me persigue en el balcón.
Una vez tú ves que me habla claro en el andén.
Y no sé hasta cuando se despide la fusión.
VOZ 2: Una situación sobre una hoja de papel
es como un sillón que se despierta en otra piel.
La conversación se está meciendo en el mantel,
donde puede ser que alguna danza.
DÚO: Nacerá.
VOZ 2: Mis ojos bailan en la brisa de otro corazón,
con la desilusión de alguna solución y un rostro.
Otras mentiras te atropellan la palpitación,
pero es así, como que decís, me siento así.
DÚO: Arranca que me cansé, que me cansó,
que me cansé, que me cansó...