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Un Momento De...
02:06
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Spectacle
04:40
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i want to drink the moon’s reflection from the sea. and i want to kiss the golden sun. i want the moon and the sun to one day meet. so maybe they can fall in love. and always give us light that is just right. in that light, you will become a spectacle. that only i will be able to see and touch. i want to build myself a castle with the sand. because i want to start a new life, underneath a radiant sky. that will maybe give us a chance to fall in love. so always we’ll give light that is just right. in that light, you will become a spectacle. that only i will be able to see and touch. together we will drink the moon. together we will kiss the golden sun
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Kahlo
05:42
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affliction crept in through your window early, and infiltrated your body and always remained with you. your fractured heart birthed intricate visions. while your womb was a prison from which life could not escape. frida, tus ojos iluminaron lona, revelaron tu dolor, pero brillaban. tu vida fue como la revolucion, una lucha continua llena de dolor y desconfianza. pero con fragmentos de esperanza (frida, your eyes illuminated canvas, they revealed your pain, but they shined. your life was like the (mexican) revolution, a continuous battle filled with pain and deception, but with fragments of hope)
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your methods of science made me sui generis. a lone and hideous monster, a wonderer of an even more hideous world. there’s nobody like me here. i’m alone, afraid, and enraged. i’m self-thought, a miserable wretch. who didn’t ask to be brought here. where your kind are not kind at all, and where even the blind abhor me. i learned to love. but through that same love. i learned to loathe; all I wanted was to be alike the masses. no more, no less, just the same. so watch as i disappear into the night. where my shadow will dim, where your memory of me will soon fade. and you will forget me
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Jailbird
05:09
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oh jailbird, without wings or freedom, how do you pass the time? have you anything to sing for in a cage so small and scanty? you're not like other birds who can fly to find their freedom, no, because you are kept idle within an unjust system, and they wonder why you can't fly very. high...fly high. but you can fly high. you can fly. oh jailbird, do you get lonely at night? what do you dream about? do ever wish you were out here with us? and what happened to your family? did they decide you weren't worth their time? do you pray to god or did he abandon you, too? high...fly high. but you can fly high. you can fly. fly jailbird
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The Petals Of Lipaceli
05:24
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their beauty, bright with valor, fights through all season’s winds; their petals color the world around me. and welcome precious sunshine in
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Where The Wind Blows
04:28
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i stand divided. while the winds of opportunity. blow in all directions. and my heart’s flag. waves with sheer determination. my home is here. where hardship is a ghost that haunts us all. my home is here. where hard work sometimes isn’t enough. my home is here. where far too many families struggle just to survive. oh this is a city of forgotten angles. a city where wind hardly ever blows. so step into my body for a day. to see the world through my eyes. to feel my pain. and with this scarce wind sending me in every direction. i must swiftly decide where to go. but my mestizo heart is rooted in this ancient soil, cared for by my mother’s sweat from toil; so where will this wind take me? will it allow me to remain loyal to the land that’s taught me all i know?
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Narcisco
08:41
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(instrumental)
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South, Like The Summer
05:09
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yesterday seems so far away. especially when you are grey and standing on the edge of another day. you’ll think...yesterday i dreamt of tomorrow. and today i live in that tomorrow. this recurring dream has consumed me. so when tomorrow becomes today. and all i have are thoughts of yesterday. i will sing the song of memory. i will sing the song of my past. we will sing...pa pa pa, pa pa pa
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