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HERIDA ABIERTA DE LA FRONTERA

from Mujer o Bruja by Tiptons Sax Quartet & Drums

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BORDER STORIES: HERIDA ABIERTA DE LA FRONTERA
(The Open Wound of the Border)

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Herida Abierta De Las Frontera - Corrido, by Abel Rocha
Vivo la agonía de la espera
En esta fría prisión
Sin mi mama y mi papa
Se muere mi corazón

Las luces siempre encendidas
Que me prohíben dormir
Con lo que llaman comida
Milagro es sobrevivir

Soy un niño en desamparo
De mis padres separado
Vivo en mi ser el abuso
Sin ternura vivo yo, condenado

En pleno siglo veintiuno
Mas de cien anos cantando
Sigue el Corrido cantando
Mil penas e infortúnios

Canto a la Revolución
Y al pueblo trabajador
Los que mueren en la raya
De hambre, frio o de calor

Vuela vuela palomita
Vuela y cruza la frontera
Ve y dile al que no lo entienda
Que es duro, dejar tu tierra

En Guatemala y Honduras
Aún Mexico y Salvador
Donde no se vive paz
Y solo reina el terror

Democracias destruidas
Intervencuon militar
Crimen organizado
Solo quedan inmigrantes
Y miles de refugiados

Sueno mi América libre
Y no un sueño americano
Y condenado a la huida
Sin ningún Derecho Humano

Señores ya me despido
Cantando esta canción
Hay quienes viven tragedias
Y quienes cantan su horror

Vuela vuela gorrioncillo
Vuela para aquella higuera
Esto va para los niños
Que lloran en la Frontera.

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I live the agony of waiting In this cold prison Without my mama Without my papa
My heart is dying
Lights are always on
So that we cannot sleep With what they call food It’s a miracle to survive


I’m a child without protection
Of my parents I am separated
This abuse now lives in my being
I’m condemned to live without tenderness


In this twenty first century
More than a hundred years singing The Corrido keeps telling
Stories of sorrow
Stories of despair


Songs of Revolution
Songs of the working class
Songs of the ones that died struggling
Of hunger, cold or heat, crossing


Fly fly little dove
Fly and cross the border
Go and tell the ones that don't understand How hard it is to leave your country


In Guatemala and Honduras
Even Mexico and Salvador
Where peace is not lived
And only horror reigns


Destroyed democracies Military interventions
Organized crime, Leaving behind immigrants
And thousands of refugees


I dream of my free America
Not the American dream
And I’m condemned
Without a single human right to help me


Ladies and gentlemen
I’m saying goodbye with this song
There are the ones living the tragedies
And there are the ones who just talk about them


Fly fly little bird
Fly to that fig tree
This song is for the children That cry there, on the border

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from Mujer o Bruja, released March 8, 2023
Music: Correo Aereo
Words: Abel Rocha
c 2023 Abel Rocha, Correo Aereo Creative, ASCAP

Abel Rocha: voice, guitar
Madeleine Sosin: violin
Amy Denio: voice, accordion
Jessica Lurie: voice
Tina Richerson: baritone saxophone

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Tiptons Sax Quartet & Drums Seattle, Washington

Based in New York, Seattle, and Eau Claire, the Tiptons perform original compositions and arrangements of world music on saxes, clarinet, voices and drums/percussion. With music that covers musical territory from New Orleans “second – line” to jazz, Afro-Cuban to Balkan, Klezmer and beyond, the Tiptons create some of the wildest sounds ever to come out of a sax quartet.. ... more

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