Tirado a tus pies
Como aquella mujer que llego a tus pies Sin importar el costo de su adoración Hoy quiero un alabastro que suba a lo alto Del perfume de mi adoración
No importa los que miren mi adoración Aunque parezca una exageración Tu conoces el perfume de mi canción Porque lo hago con el corazón
Así tirado a tus pies Quero permanecer Y que pasen las horas mi señor Donde el tiempo no cuenta más oh no Porque estoy en tu presencia, Señor Porque estoy en tu presencia, Señor
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Hi, blessings, how are you? Nice to greet everyone today.
You don't know how much I went around in circles to publish this post hahaha I just didn't have the right mood to write I guess; in fact, while I was trying to cut the video and so on, the super cracked version that I use of CapCut, the video editor, started to fail, a real shame. I tried with several cracked versions that are on the web (yes risking getting viruses on my phone, lol) but none of them worked as it should. So here we are, with a simpler video than usual with a not so complete editor but that allows you to export without watermark and in high resolution (high resolution and image quality are not the same, so you will be able to receive my videos in 4k one of these days but the image will look just as bad xd). Anyway, I don't want to pay the monthly fee for CapCut because it would be like taking what the publications generate just to pay the editor, ironic.
Talking a little about the song, “Tirado a tus pies” is a song that is not included in any of Jesús Adrián’s albums, I don’t know why, however, this single is one of my favorites from the singer-songwriter, or maybe my favorite song of his. I remember in the past listening to this song over and over again, without stopping, the melody was very pleasant for me, and the lyrics seemed simply beautiful to me; today, much time later, I feel that I have not changed my way of feeling the song, it seems to me that the harmony it has in terms of melodies and lyrics is simply beautiful.
It is a pleasure to be in this round of the festival and I greet everyone. Take care of yourselves, peace and blessings for you and your families. See you later.
Thrown at your feet
Like that woman who came to your feet Regardless of the cost of her worship Today I want an alabaster that rises to the top From the perfume of my worship
It doesn't matter who looks at my worship Even if it seems like an exaggeration You know the perfume of my song Because I do it with my heart
Thus thrown at your feet I want to stay And let the hours pass my lord Where time doesn't count anymore oh no Because I am in your presence, Lord Because I am in your presence, Mister
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