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San Joao - The Monsoon Jamboree

With an age old aim at revelry
is this fiesta during the rains

With fun frolic and gaiety
the social awareness it campaigns

By the creek adjoining the church square
it's akin to a carnival fest

When flotilla of colorful country boats
sail past in their regal best

Music blaring out at the loudest
with ethnic flavors from the past

Touch nostalgia and age-old magic
as if trying to create and cast

San Joao, San Joao, Viva San Joao! !
Sung In reverberating repeats

A choral reminder to one and all
ambling through Siolim Streets

poem by Sunny Chopra
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The Millennium

The lion will not be quicker than the ox
in pasture search,
the lamb and the bird
will be a poetical form,
the wolf
will have the kiss in its mouth.
The dove and the eagle
will sail in waters
of white silt.
Then an angel will make
of the Earth a lyric state.

poem by João Tomaz Parreira
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Fiesta de la vida

Hey amigas
Viva la vida
Fiesta la vida
Cantandos amigos
Viva la vida

Dance, dance
Sway your hands
Touch the ceiling
Touch the skies

Fiesta fiesta de la vida

Swirl, sway,
Raise our arms to the
Ceiling to the skies

Feel God
In the feast of your
Body swaying….

Meanwhile
Delete the email
Of the British National Lottery
Telling you that you win
One million pounds!

Ouch!

I am exercising. I am hypertensive.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Four

Hey amigas
Viva la vida
Fiesta la vida
Cantandos amigos
Viva la vida

Dance, dance
Sway your hands
Touch the ceiling
Touch the skies

Fiesta fiesta de la vida

Swirl, sway,
Raise our arms to the
Ceiling to the skies

Feel God
In the feast of your
Body swaying….

Meanwhile
Delete the email
Of the British National Lottery
Telling you that you win
One million pounds!

Ouch!

I am exercising. I am hypertensive.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Piet Mondrian

The lines produce
the simple things
the world
Its lines are not
delineating anything
known out
of the world
simple things
as if they had
not been before
the complex metaphor
for the encounters: trees,
houses, fields
connections, that have never
had a name.

poem by João Tomaz Parreira
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Paris, Inverno de 1994

Paris nessa noite tinha
a luz distribuída pelas gotas da chuva.

Sartre e Beauvoir não estavam lá.

No Café de Flore, três ou quatro
colheres de açúcar afogavam
o amargo do café. Beberam-no
primeiro os meus olhos como um ritual, os lábios
depois, na minha língua
mais tarde escreveria um poema previsível.

Outras vezes, Paris era um bocado
de ar azulado.

poem by João Tomaz Parreira
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Evening In Paradise

Evening in the village it is about nine o'clock nothing on TV except
men in nice suits and cuff links talking about the economy, they all
are experts yet disagree about everything banging hands on table,
getting red faced and angry, so I switched off. A motorbike is making
its unsteady progress through the village, Joao home from the bar,
dogs don't bark, know the sound it is only when he is trying to get
off and fall they bark a little, angry voices, and then utter stillness.
I stroll through the village only street every window is shuttered not
letting out light it is like they think they have to pay extra if it does.
I walk down to the main road and hope anything would come to pass
enveloped as I'm by tediousness. A car drives past I spend minutes,
wondering where it is going. Back home I switch the TV back on,
a drone attack an important terrorist has been killed, as have eleven
other mostly children, collateral damage, but we fight a global war.
I wished for and found my Paradise on earth and it is bloody boring.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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A Scar

A scar
Longed for
Begged for
Once treasured
Now a reminder
Of the pain
Of the past

Can it heal?
Or can it be
A reminder
Of love lost?

A constant reminder
Of the need
To put the knives away
To reach for the healing
Biting touch of honesty
From within myself.

poem by Robin Huntsman
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Vino, Dinero Y Amor

(words & music by sid tepper and roy c. bennett)
Viva el vino, viva el dinero
Viva, viva
El amor
I like to drink wine, and money is fine
But I like the girls even more
Viva el vino, viva el dinero, viva viva el amor
Some pesos you pass, put wine in her glass
And soon she will say si senor
Viva el vino, viva el dinero, viva viva el amor
With wine on your lips and money in your pocket
And your sweetheart in your arms
Youre rich as you can be
So lift up your glass, lets sing it all together
Muchachas, caballeros, make this toast with me
Well drink one more time, with money and wine
Lets drink to the girls we adore
Viva el vino, viva el dinero, viva viva el amor
Sing one more time, money and wine
Lets sing to the girls we adore
Viva el vino, viva el dinero, viva viva...
El amor

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Magic Touch

Shes got the magic touch
And youre walkin around in a dream
Shes got the magic touch
Oh no, but it aint what it seems
You feel theres a fire burnin
When she feels cold inside
But you still want her much too much
One day when she leaves you lonely
You wont be satisfied (wont be satisfied)
Until you feel her magic touch
Her magic touch, her magic touch, her magic touch
Shes got the magic touch
And youre under a spell that shes cast
Shes got the magic touch
Oh no, but it aint gonna last
Shes keepin her love light shinin
To blind you from her lie (blind you from her lie)
But you still need her oh so much
And when she says shes leaving
Thats when you realize (when you realize)
How much you need her magic touch
Her magic touch, her magic touch, her magic touch
And in the night in the crowd
Shell be there
As she prances by your watch
While your dreams fade away
Shes got the magic touch
And youre walkin around in a dream
Shes got the magic touch
Oh no, but it aint what it seems
One day when she leaves you lonely
Youll miss her oh so much
Until you feel her magic touch (feel her magic touch)
Her magic touch, her magic touch
(feel her magic touch), her magic touch
Shes got the magic touch, I really want her
Shes got the magic touch, and I still need her
Shes got the magic touch, I really want her
Shes got the magic touch, and I really want her
Shes got the magic touch, and I still need her

song performed by by Kiss
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Magic Woman Touch

(jennings / watt-roy)
Im looking through at yesterday
All my life thrown away
Keep searching for the same old clue
How can I get to you
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
I know theres been a change in me
Ask me why I dont know
My friends no longer speak to me
Pass me by I dont know
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Ive made up my mind
On what Im gonna do
This feeling inside
Making it all right, making it all right
Making it all right with me
Break
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch
Cast your spell upon me one more time
I wanna feel your magic woman touch

song performed by by Hollies
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English Translation/interpretation Of Barumba

(this translation is made by joao berger. if you have any comments, send me a note. note: barumba is the name of a club in london.)
> onde e espirito danca esta vivo e alegre?
> barumba.
Where does the spirit dance? where is it alive and happy?
Barumba
> onde e que rola em londres a som da pesada?
> barumba.
Where in london is the fat sound played?
Barumba
> onde e que a festa rola e as meninas dao bola?
> barumba.
Where does the party swing and the girls are receptive? =)
Barumba
> onde e que a galera chega junto e come mora?
> barumba.
Where does the gang meet and celebrate?
Barumba
> do be-bop ao new-hop onde e que se ouve?
> barrumba.
From be-bop to new-hop where can you hear it?
Barumba
> e cade o som de pesada em londres?
> barumba.
And where is the fat sound in london?
Barumba
> onde e que o som e livre alegre e batucada?
> barumba.
Where is the sound free, joyful and batucada (beats).
Barumba

song performed by by Incognito
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Hooray! Hooray! Its A Holi-holiday

Un lugar halle yo junto al mar
Ali, ali, ho
Si tu quieres ir te llevare
Ali, ali, ho
Hay un manantial que es de cristal
Ali, ali, ho
Tu conmigo ven te escondere
Ali, ali, ho
Hoy es, hoy es,
Una fiesta sin igual
Para todos es sensacional
Hoy la fiesta es
Hoy es, hoy es,
Una fiesta sin igual
Tienes que cantar tu ya lo ves
Hoy la fiesta es
Hoy la fiesta es
Por el campo vas y correras
Ali, ali, ho
Las estrellas hoy nos guiaran
Ali, ali, ho
Yo contigo ire sin temor
Ali, ali, ho
Al lugar auqel te voy a amar
Ali, ali, ho
Hoy es, hoy es,
Una fiesta sin igual
Para todos es sensacional
Hoy la fiesta es
Hoy es, hoy es,
Una fiesta sin igual
Tienes que cantar tu ya lo ves
Hoy la fiesta es
Hoy la fiesta es

song performed by by Ricky Martin
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Hooray! Hooray!

song performed by by Ricky Martin
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The Old Red Barn

The old red barn that's been vacant for years
is a reminder of days long past.
In its day it was filled with so much life.
But like all things it didn't last.

Now as I ride by it I wonder why it stands?
Why was it not taken down?
If it was capable of having a face,
surely it would be wearing a frown.

Gone are the sounds and the smells it had.
Gone are the people too.
The hands that worked there every day,
These are the memories it knew.

'Why am I standing all faded and worn?
Why don't they do away with me?
I'm tired. I'm tilted. I can't stand straight.
Is that what they like to see?

Maybe I'm a reminder as people ride by
of how things used to be.
Maybe I still have a purpose to fill?
Nostalgia, when they look at me.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The prodigy of - art in the sea

Oh, the chasten carival of the brook
clamours it's way down
down, down, the caliph mountain trail
as avid Plain, longs to behold
the prodigal, bridal waif..
The porcession is destined
to see..
the prodigy of - art in the sea.
Oh, the belated sea recalls
'the art is not only on blazon lands
the sea too, thrives deep down
down, down, the sublime sands'
As the harmonic fiesta, the gaiety prevails
the ecstasy, of divinity sails
the sea, creats symphony-the high tide
of valiant turmoils, that raven inside!
Oh, the vestal sea takes in
the epics of past, that once deem
unbeknown..unknown lost monuments
the titanics, of it's self esteem.
The intrepid numerous spectators
lurk silently, in colorful piety,
to inhere radiant inspirits
on, these gardens of diety.
Never could one wonder
the world below
below, below, the sunken indigo
now in a trance, i see
the prodigy of - art in the sea.

poem by Amit Anand
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A Serpente (Outra Lenda)

Cu azul rio anil
Dorme a serpente
Cu azul rio anil
Dorme a serpente
Levanta Miss sSerpente
Pe tua lente de contato
Mira dos mirantes
Os piratas nao param de chegar
Vem vem ver como que
Vem sacudir a Ilha Grande
Vem dancar vem dancar
Alhadef te espera na casa de Nago
Eu quero ver
Eu quero ver a serpente acordar
Eu quero ver
Eu quero ver a serpente acordar
Pra nunca mais a cidade dormir
Pra nunca mais a cidade dormir
Acorda Mademoiselle Serpente
Desfila na rua da inveja dessa gente
Vem que o touro encantado
Ja te espera acordado
Ouve o coro do meu batalhao pesado
Acorda Milady
Vem ver Sao Joao
Vem ca vem dancar
Com teu cazumba
Desperta do sono
Derrama veneno
Faz tua fuzarca
O teu carnaval
Alhadef te espera na casa de Nago

song performed by by Zeca Baleiro
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Time Long Past

Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.

There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last--
That Time long past.

There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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I fly away from Tanzania

I fly away from Tanzania
and as the plane turns
over Dar es-Salaam,
I see the statue
of the black man
breaking his chains
and I wonder
who is really free
in a land of poverty?

The sea is dark blue
and a flotilla of small boats
are carrying tobacco, coffee
and cotton to ships
in the deeper water.

The great country
stretches out under the plane
and the massai mara planes
looks as if it goes on
into infinity
and I plan to visit
the Serengeti National Park,
to go to Zanzibar
and to climb mount mount Kilimanjaro
when I return

Three weeks of erecting cell phone towers
flew past in a blink of a eye
and I am going home again
and the Nyasa Lake
passes like a blue sea
under the plane.

Johannesburg international is hot
and it’s the beginning of spring
and the Wimpy has got
cheap burgers
and bottomless Coke
and I drink
as if coming out of the desert
and it’s great to be back
in my own country again.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Euroboy

(Viva viva viva viva)
(Viva viva viva viva)
(Viva viva viva viva)
(Viva viva viva viva)

(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy

(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy (Euroboy)
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy (Euroboy)
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy (Euroboy)
(Viva viva viva viva) You're a Euroboy (Euroboy)

(Viva viva viva viva) You want a lover

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys from Disco 2
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People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)

PEOPLE EVERYWHERE: SOCIAL MUSIC
Original 11 03 3009

People everywhere over here over there people
In poor bread lines people in pony drawn carriages
People on a chariot with a rumble seat people on a
Climb on a mountain steep people on a dime on a
Corner on Wall Street –street people -people everywhere
Everywhere there’s a drummer. Where you going?
Everywhere you go you go with a beat you go with
Where the music is… where the music is “social man
What’s jazz? ” People everywhere just social that’s all
New Orleans people social all the way up river to
Kansas City on up to Chicago don’t make no difference
If your name is Santiago Obama Bergson Rothschild
Bush just social People -Montrose New York City
People social all the way to Rio Paris Johannesburg
Brazil Belize over all the bridges –London Suez
Toronto Montreal people in a dim café -social
People in church every weekday and everyday
Everywhere there’s a temple play -Joe’s Place
People social man -music social don’t make no
Difference where you get together whoever is playing
Just playing so you keep on playing with everybody
Playing -people play social music man –man or
Woman don’t understand just don’t stop playing
People everywhere want to be there to see it -up here
You playing social music -understand -just don’t
Stop playing -people everywhere get hungry lose
Patience -people everywhere not playing social music
When you stop playing social music people every-
Where stop –trying to figure out why everybody
Stop playing social music -nothing social about
Playing a whole lot of music -nothing truly social
In a lot of music -the next thing you know a short
Spell and before long you got wars breaking out
Stop playing and its hell -that’s not social any more.

poem by Lee B. Mack
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San Joao - The Monsoon Jamboree

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The Millennium

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Four

Piet Mondrian

Paris, Inverno de 1994

Evening In Paradise

A Scar

Vino, Dinero Y Amor

Magic Touch

Magic Woman Touch

English Translation/interpretation Of Barumba

Hooray! Hooray! Its A Holi-holiday

Hooray! Hooray!

The Old Red Barn

The prodigy of - art in the sea

A Serpente (Outra Lenda)

Time Long Past

I fly away from Tanzania

Euroboy

People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)

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