Robi Draco Rosa – “Blanca Mujer”
There are a gazillion songs from this man I like. If you notice from my music catalog I’m into some pretty out there stuff but with good reason… In this particular instance, the choice is well-founded. The guy is an ex-Menudo (another ex-Menudo: Ricky Martin) and has been doing experimental stuff for years… his most recent album was the mainstream-friendly “Mad Love” with tracks such as “Más y Más” y “Cómo Me Acuerdo” (my personal favorite from that record) but if you’re going to judge the guy for hamming out cutesy pop music then please look back at his catalog; I’ve come to realize that one of the records prior to “Mad Love,” “Vagabundo,” is one of the few records in history I can sit down and listen to its entirety without getting bored… the other two records that round up the trinity being 311’s Blue Album and Green Day’s “Dookie.” Honorable mention: Phantom Planet’s self-titled record. But I digress: “Blanca Mujer” is from the “Vagabundo” record and it follows the same themes most of my favorite songs have… it deals with a man who’s set to die and the woman who loves him above all things. It’s sad, powerful and it kills me every time. It’s that obscure, defeatist outlook of powerful characters that makes me gravitate to lyrics like his and from bands like The Mars Volta and Coheed and Cambria… and to some degree but not quite, My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy.
You can download the song by clicking here. Below are the lyrics and, after that, a live performance of “Blanca Mujer” courtesy of Daigoro:
Lyrics:
New Orleans
a primeros de abril
en el noventa y cuatro
El está condenado a morir
por amar demasiado
Si quisieras ahora venir
y acabar de una vez con mi vida
yo te lo pido blanca mujer
que me lleves a tu eterna guarida.
Tengo tantas ganas de ti
pero no puedo llevarte ahora.
Te toca todavía vivir
porque aún no te ha llegado la hora.
Soñó una foto virtual
de su amor enlutado.
El esta condenado a morir
por amar demasiado.
Si quisieras ahora venir
y acabar de una vez con mi vida
yo te lo pido blanca mujer
que me lleves a tu eterna guarida.
Nadie quiere nada de mí
y tu quieres que te quite la vida
pero no soy dueña de mí
solo espero la campana de arriba.
Tengo tantas ganas de ti
pero no puedo llevarte ahora.
Te toca todavía vivir
porque aún no te ha llegado la hora.
En un día de primeros de abril
hay un hombre esperando a morir.
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