Vega has performed on 2 fascinating collaborations with EC which are posted below this solo video by her. Vega was featured on the fantastic album Spanish Model with EC. Though many of the artists were unfamiliar to me when I first heard Spanish Model, as I’ve gotten to know them better, I have been blown away by the talent that EC has enlisted for this truly groundbreaking-border-crossing work.
I hope you will enjoy Vega’s sensitive video about unstable deep feelings.
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I don’t know how to get over an abuse that I cannot get to stop which is why I am trying to stop it. Please help stop it. Hopefully we can get back to who we really are. I love that Vega is being real about these all too human struggles.
Bipolar letra
No tú no, no…
No tú no, no…
Yo que una vez fui bonita sufría el espejo
Intentando encontrar los defectos que ahora son bellos.
Me repaso las canas y arrugas que minan estimas,
mis demonios se burlan mermando mis expectativas.
Me rebelo contra todo a plena luz...
No, tú no, no
No, tú no, no
He reído, llorado y gritado en un solo segundo.
Ante el ruido mi mente ha huido buscando refugio.
Sacudí mis solapas con rabia gritando:
“¡Despierta! ¡Regresa con brío!
¡Ésta no eres tú, que ésta no eres tú!”.
Buscaré una primavera o
un verano aquí en la playa,
andar descalza Area Brava,
reencontrarme con quien fui.
Prender flores en mi pelo y volar…
No tú no, tú no.
No tú no, tú no.
Abraza tu mente,
que no, tú no,
podrás esconderte,
que no, tú no…
Lograré encontrar
un lugar para las dos.
Donde pueda convivir
con mi peor versión.
Si puedo levantarme y aprender de mis tropiezos,
¿Qué hay de malo en sentir así?
Me aporta ser consciente de lo malo y de lo bueno…
¡Y no yo no, no!
¡No yo no, no!
¡No pienso rendirme!
Que no, ya no…
¡No pienso rendirme!
Que no, ya no…
¡Ni a censurarme!
Que no, ya no…
¡Sentir me hace libre!
Respeto mi mente,
su angustia y su brillo,
su trazo preciso,
¡su propio equilibrio!
No, tú no, no.
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Bipolar lyrics
No, not you, no...
No, not you, no...
I, who was once pretty, suffered the mirror
Trying to find the imperfections that now are beautiful.
I review my grey hair and my wrinkles that undermine esteems,
My demons are mocking of it, lowering my expectations.
I rebel against everything in broad daylight...
No, not you, no
No, not you, no
I have laughed, cried and screamed in a single second.
Facing the noise my mind has fled seeking refuge.
I shook my lapels angrily while yelling:
"Wake up! Come back with energy!
This is not you, this is not you!”.
I will look for a spring or
A summer here on the beach,
Walk barefoot in Area Brava,
Reconnect with who I was.
Fasten flowers in my hair and fly...
No, not you, not you.
No, not you, not you.
Embrace your mind,
No, not you,
You won't be able to hide,
No, not you...
I'll be able to find
A place for both of us
Where I can live
With the worst version of me.
If I can get up and learn from my tumbles,
What's wrong with feeling like this?
It helps me to be aware of the bad and the good...
And no, not me, no!
No, not me, no!
I'm not giving up!
No, not anymore...
I'm not giving up!
No, not anymore...
I'm not even censoring myself!
No, not anymore...
Feeling makes me free!
I respect my mind,
Its anguish and its brilliance,
Its precise line,
Its own balance!
No, not you, no.