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The Thaw

The Thawv-Fi

rap jaz de 3 min
Juan Pablo Cuervo SimancasApr 6, 2026
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[Intro - 15s] (Sonido de viento silbando suavemente, un piano eléctrico con mucho eco y una batería lenta con escobillas) [Verso 1 - El Inicio] (Flow suave, casi susurrado) The wood of the boat was cold to the touch, But I didn’t feel it, I loved you too much. Floating on glass, an icy mirror of blue, The whole world was frozen, except for me and you. Your laughter was a fire in the middle of the frost, In the map of your eyes, I was happily lost. A small wooden vessel, a sanctuary on the lake, Built on a promise we thought we’d never break. [Coro 1 - 20s] Drifting on silver, under a sky of slate, Walking a thin line, tempted by fate. The ice was our witness, the silence our song, But the wind in the mountains had been waiting too long. [Verso 2 - La Tragedia] (El ritmo se vuelve más tenso, el bajo marca más el pulso) Then it hit us... a ghost made of winter and air, A sudden white fury, a scream of despair. The boat gave a shiver, a tilt to the side, I reached for your hand, but the lake is too wide. One second of movement, a splash in the deep, A secret the water was determined to keep. I dived in the darkness, the cold was a knife, Fighting the shadows for the light of my life. But the layers of ice were a wall in the way, Watching you vanish in a circle of gray. [Coro 2 - 20s] Drifting on silver, under a sky of slate, Walking a thin line, tempted by fate. The ice was our witness, the silence our song, But the wind in the mountains had been waiting too long. [Verso 3 - La Soledad] (Música más minimalista, solo piano y un bajo muy profundo) Now I’m back on the shore, but I’m still on that boat, Wrapped in the memory of your velvet coat. I scream at the surface, I beg for a sound, But the love of my life is nowhere to be found. Just a hole in the ice, like a wound in my chest, The wind took the gold and left me the rest. Jazz in the speakers, but it feels like a dirge, Waiting for the day our two spirits will merge. [Outro - 20s] (Solo de saxofón melancólico que se va desvaneciendo) Lost in the blue... Just a hole in the ice... I couldn't reach you... (Sonido de viento que vuelve a subir hasta el silencio total)