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PARALELOS​/​MERIDIANOS, Vol. 2

by Viva Belgrado

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(English below): A canelita y clavo huele mi jardín Mientras espero un porvenir que nunca llega Coronita de pena que alumbra mi estrella Me guardé en la penumbra este puñal Mientras aguardo al más oscuro de los calabozos entrar Al compas del martillo voy colocando pena sobre pena Voy recorriendo el surco de la herida No llega el día en que se haga cicatriz Como una piedra espero la caída A la orillita de este sin vivir Y tu agua clara refleja la dentellada que llevo Ahí bien pegada por dentro A canelita y clavo huele mi jardín Mientras espero un porvenir que nunca llega Coronita de pena que alumbra mi estrella // Like cinnamon and clove my garden does smell As I wait for a future that never comes Crown of sorrow that lights up my star I kept this dagger in the gloom As I wait to enter the darkest of dungeons To the beat of the hammer I place sorrow upon sorrow I go through the groove of the wound The day in which it turns into a scar never seems to arrive Like a stone I wait for the fall On the shore of this suffering Your clear water reflects this bite I have Stuck deep inside me Like cinnamon and clove my garden does smell As I wait for a future that never comes: Crown of sorrow that lights my star up
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Estoy buscando nuevas formas para perdonarme Son mis ojos dos vetas de herrumbre Con vinagre los voy a frotar hasta recuperar la visión Y mientras, voy hilvanando mis dudas Las visto como un collar Por las noches me despiertan con su quejido singular Es como si crecieran alumbradas por la luz lunar ¿Cómo mirar hacia el futuro sin la certeza de saber Que hay un sentido el camino Que mantener el equilibrio es un acierto Y que merece la pena pelear por tus principios? ¿Cómo librarse del chantaje de lo bueno ya vivido? ¿A qué agarrarse? // A Necklace I'm looking for new ways to forgive myself My eyes are two veins of rust I will rub them with vinegar until I recover my vision And meanwhile, I'm basting my doubts I wear them as a necklace They wake me up at night with their unique moan It seems as if they grew up lit by the moonlight How can I look up to the future without the certainty of knowing That there is a sense in the way That maintaining balance is the right thing to do And that fighting for one’s principles is worth it? How can I get rid of the blackmail of the good already lived? What can I hold on to?

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Written in Córdoba in 2021 by Viva Belgrado:

Ángel Madueño — bass.
Álvaro Mérida — drums.
Cándido Gálvez — guitars, lyrics.

Recorded and mixed by Raúl Pérez at La Mina, Sevilla.
Mastered by Víctor García at Ultramarinos Mastering.

Pre-order 7" physical edition (available from 18.02.2022) at:

· Aloud Music Ltd's web store
· Walking Is Still Honest's web store

Released by Aloud Music Ltd, Walking Is Still Honest and Puerta Osario.

Graphic design by handshake.fun

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released February 18, 2022

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