Kamehasutra 1 - Colored Edition

... on to the facade (Coming back from the tests) Pasodoble

coincide this year with the 30 anniversary of the failed coup in the hands of Lt. Col. Antonio Tejero, the troupe of Los Majaras, Returning test, write this letter maybe save it for the final.

You see that over time

and now they're thirty years.

Antonio Tejero, the coup.

From you just stay there in Congress

this sequel, the bullets on the roof,

bullets in the ceiling.

And all this time we learned that in Spain

the votes just send the word democracy.

Votes decided that this town is soak

progress

Felipe with the rose, the rose.

Votes decided to years

it was time for change

by the seagull.

Then came Zapatero won the confidence

and if you no longer want,

the votes pa home.

And it goes the

bullets or the army in the streets,

that military coups

this town is not stooping.

This Spain without violence

the votes have the force

and today has more than enough to the front.

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unpublished Dolls

With the permission of the beat Cadiz , I share today pasodoble unpublished comparsa dolls Cadiz. In my opinion, a great letter Carapapa brothers, although I do a little retouching or added in the letter, just to be completely in line with what I understand it transmits; must accept manliness and shame that the people and the jury decide. Just that ...

a pity that the pasodoble not come to be sung in the Fall and is not included in the CD of the troupe.

Naji poor er Manolillo

with both legs Tullia

and dragging er boy

er was carrying his way porejillo

When Paco Alba in Los pajeros

the competition introduced this song,

the jury was not blind

saw that it was joke.

Paco almost inadvertently made

to come to the world one embodiment,

bold, singing sentences,

full of finesse and sensitivity.

And next to it flourished comparsa

with a new style,

to Antonio Martin,

with the Port, Villegas

and Pedro Romero.

sorrows They sang,

sung to the worker,

joys is singing out

May or February

but never heard

with his lyrics bite

to any partner.

acknowledge that I am an idiot for

excited with Tino and Quiñones,

llorao and I, gentlemen, listen

Letterman Martinez Ares.

whether each style,

remain true to himself,

everyone in your school,

in the shit now

few authors

have no grandmother.

I do not impose any reason,

I do not give lessons and I teach,

I'll write better or worse

but with the heart.

And life, death, love,

sadness, joy, tragedy and humor,

written a thousand ways,

and then you have to accept

with manliness and shame

what the people decide.

There were times and fashions and comparsa

are all,

not forget us.

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The Princes, Knights and piano Currelantes

PRESENTATION OF PRINCES

PRESENTATION THE KNIGHTS OF THE PIERA REONDA

PRESENTATION OF CURRELANTES

Thanks to Davidcanguro

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Every second a beat ...

continue with more updates. Today I share a version of the presentation of the Crown comparsa, Joaquín Quiñones, sung by Javier Fernández Rubiales, author of music of the presentation itself and the brother of Carlos, a component of the group. A Javier some will know as the guitarist of the duo Andy and Lucas Cadiz. Also left the original presentation sung in the contest. Thanks to

voras97 the video and information.

night, beating the clock is the heart of time.
a beat every second, every second a lament.
And me and my life is between breath and sigh.
Too bad become a watchmaker and not master of my time.
slowly Handles van circling the area,
like my hands around your waist walking in the mall,
same as a footwork, with those slow gait.
Too bad become a watchmaker and not master of my time.
And The Crown beats together to the mainspring.
My Cádiz not walk, to and at sea.
And the fourth touch
winds that make you wake up alarm.
I do not want to waste time while the timer touch
scratching your sorrows.
via And now we will little by little like an hourglass,
in your arena.
And if the pendulum will always mark the beat,
never be to delay the promise
and fooled you again
with another new dawn.
Oh, you've got rope pa while, Cai.
Whoever said time heals did not have to watch
had no watch.
And if Cadiz was a sundial
mark the hours on your Balustra
point towers and bells,
night the moon over,
will record on your sea waves . And today
I rebel, I want and I can not. Cai
your crown begins to move,
that three thousand years and still waiting.
Too bad become a watchmaker and not owning your time.

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Friday 8:
20h market of organic vegetables in season.

21h concert Alberto Saura.

Saturday 9:

20h documentary "The memory of the plunder."
written and directed by Fernando "Pino" Solanas.

Sunday 10:
20h theme night "black cat, white cat"

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A cry for so many prejudices ... AUTHENTIC

The troupe of Jona, Pa like colors, which this year was the preliminary contest, gives us in this version of the paso doble CD "For the districts poorest " dedicated to flamenco. Below left the original audio pasodoble sung by the group.

For the poorest neighborhoods

of our Andalusia,

besieged like rats gnawing

and other works that would not,

the scum of this town

uploaded

with pain

and their suffering,

gave birth to flamenco

as an expression of feeling

the Roma people keeps inside.

You, who beat

popped for each province as a pilgrimage

before you llorao,

were constantly

contempt for every ill payos gave the lineage

a gypsy people can now see

as much as the

want to emulate China

art of dance.

Without more history and more books than their neighborhoods

the Santa María, San Miguel and Santiago,

see that after two centuries

canasteros of losses,

seems at last the world

already decided to grant an award.

That I toast to the memory

that those good flamenco.

The siguirillas, songs and fandangos

or

bulerías not a portrait of revelry and parties

because they were not born in the fun.

It's just a cry for so many prejudices,

imagination of a people

obstructed by their condition.

So you say, citizen,

sorry so profane, but

pa

this award no longer exists

owner to Andalusian gypsy art.

original version of the paso doble