Back to Write

Back to Write

The new single, a new life, new sounds…

Back to Write by Gustavo Campos

Y vuelvo a escribir sobre lo mismo una y otra vez. Pasan los aรฑos, las dรฉcadas, y por desgracia esta situaciรณn polรญtica, social, econรณmica, medioambiental no cambia.
Estamos en el mismo punto o quizรก peor que cuando tomรฉ conciencia de todo ello hace mucho tiempo.
ยซBACK TO WRITEยป es una canciรณn que refleja este sentimiento, en donde la denuncia estรก presente, y la esperanza tambiรฉn.
La esperanza es nuestra vida, que estรก aquรญ, aquรญ, aquรญ fuera, justo delante de nuestro yo mรกs egoรญsta, narcisista.

ยกUn abrazo y mucha mรบsica!

โ€ฆ โ€ฆ โ€ฆ

And I write about it again and again. Years, decades pass, and unfortunately this political, social, economic, and environmental situation does not change.
We are at the same point or perhaps worse than when I became aware of all this a long time ago.
ยซBACK TO WRITEยป is a song that reflects this feeling, where the complaint is present, and hope too.
Hope is our life, which is here, here, out here, right in front of our most selfish, narcissistic self.

A hug and all the good music!

ยซBACK TO WRITEยป
Composition, lyrics, production, mixing and mastering by Gustavo Campos

Synth solo by Kevin Dรญaz
Saxophones by Fran Rodrรญguez


Back to Write

Back to write
about the invisible walls
that separate our bodies.

Floating on
the murky waters
that drowned our thoughts.

Lost looks marching without any rhythm.

And life, the life wait outside.

Back to write
the notes of this deaf
melodies on wet paper.

Cricket, in his dream,
gives way to this appalling calm.

Broken wings merge their forces, take off.

And life, the life wait outside.

Volver a Escribir

Volver a escribir
sobre muros invisibles
que separan nuestros cuerpos.

Flotar,
sobre las turbias aguas
que ahogaron nuestros pensamientos.

Miradas perdidas desfilan sin ritmo alguno.
Y la vida, la vida espera fuera.

Volver a escribir,
sobre papel mojado
las notas de esta sorda melodรญa.

El grillo, en su sueรฑo,
da paso a esta atroz calma.

Alas rotas funden sus fuerzas,
despegan.

Y la vida, la vida espera fuera.

music & lyrics by Gustaavo Campos