Asakusa Samba Festival
helplessly manoevring their kimonos
old geishas
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Asakusa Samba Festival
the boy stares at the shadows
of the samba steps
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Asakusa Samba Festival
the temple bell spices
up our steps
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Asakusa Samba Festival
a flowery nakedness bursts
out of tight Tokyo
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Asakusa Samba Festival
human penguins join the fun
with droopy forelimbs
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Downtown Samba
This ones called
Now for you
Downtown samba
Canal streets where we dance
We do the rhumba, samba
The citys hot, were almost naked
Its a scandal
Nights still young
We do the samba with the congo warrior
Downtown samba (2x)
Hey you over there
You shouldnt dance alone
Watch me come on closer
Cause I am the one
To dance with you
All night long
Im dancing like a mambo
Go go go for sambo
Dancing, dancing, dancing
Tango
Over there, mister
Come see, youll see
So dance the tango, tango
song performed by by Yello
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Downtown Samba
This ones called
Now for you
Downtown samba
Canal streets where we dance
We do the rhumba, samba
The citys hot, were almost naked
Its a scandal
Nights still young
We do the samba with the congo warrior
Downtown samba (2x)
Hey you over there
You shouldnt dance alone
Watch me come on closer
Cause I am the one
To dance with you
All night long
Im dancing like a mambo
Go go go for sambo
Dancing, dancing, dancing
Tango
Over there, mister
Come see, youll see
So dance the tango, tango
song performed by by Yello
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Weep Day
I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasnt me you punched a hole in
At the west german protest march
Simultaneous events dont happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know its so
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
I didnt write the words you hear me singing (didnt write the words you hear me singing)
I didnt sing the line before this one (didnt sing the line before this one)
You are not the one I was addressing (you are not the one I was addressing)
That person took a train to africa (africa)
Where he met the consulate from belgium
Who is now a buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the oakland raiders
Striking out the batter she became
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Samba Loco
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Aaaaahhhh...
Aaaaahhhh,
Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.
Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.
I've got to groove my middle.
Swivel hips and tease.
I've got to be that swift foot hero,
With a rhythm felt that heats...
Everything that sways the beat.
Samba loco, baby.
Bah-dada.
I want to feverize the streets.
With a rhumba samba shown,
Grooving easily.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Aaaaahhhh...
Aaaaahhhh,
Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.
Samba loco, baby.
Bah-dada.
Feverize-the-streets.
Ba h-dada
With a rum-ba number samba shown.
And a groove that's easily to reach.
Samba loco, baby.
Bah-dada.
Feverize-the-streets.
Ba h-dada
With a rum-ba number samba shown.
And a groove that's easily to reach.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I remember in 1968 when we were in Cannes, in the festival, and we were supposed to be there 10 days, and the second day the festival collapsed because the French, you know, film-makers raised the red flag in the festival and ended the festival.
quote by Milos Forman
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Desperation Samba
Desperation samba (halloween in tijuana)
By: jimmy buffett, will jennings, timothy b. schmit
1985
This song brings to mind two things. first, an image of robert mitchum
Standing in the doorway of a bar in tijuana, and second, a line by
Thomas mcguane, my brother-in-law, from his book, panama,
"the night wrote a check the morning couldn't cash."
- used by permission of author
Halloween in tijuana
Full moon in my eyes
I wonder how in the hell i got here
Without a disguise
Should i take this last step
Or turn myself around
Or follow my intuition into that border town
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico [i want to dance in mexico]
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos [...with our friends]
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Pretty girls they beckon
From their rooms above
Skeletons are dancing
In the name of love
Don't know where i'm goin'
I don't like where i've been
There may be no exit
But hell i'm going in
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
I hear the people singing that same old haunting tune
I drink because i know it's me against the moon
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
-- spoken:
"tss, tss tss"
"hey, psst amigo!"
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
- notes:
Background vocals: timothy b. schmit, harry stinson
Featuring reggie young on gut string guitar and
Harrison ford on the bullwhip
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Helplessly In Love
Never knew the closing of a door
Could open up a heart
Since the day we met I needed you
(needed you)
In my life
To do and say the things that i
Needed to feel and hear
Im just
Helplessly in love
(ooh)
Dont know what to do, im
Helplessly in love
And the love in my heart
Is for you
Ive always been a man who took control
But now Im so helpless
Cant find the nerve, I get emotional
When youre around
And its hard for me to tell you or
To show you what I feel
Im just
Helplessly in love
(helpless)
(ooh)
Dont know what to do, im
Helplessly in love
And the love in my heart
Is for you
Baby, baby
I just cant understand
No I dont understand
Why my feelings get so confused
Why Im like that
Why I love you like I do
So I picked out these three words that best
Describe the way I feel
Im just..
Helplessly in love
(ooooh)
Dont know what to do, im
Helplessly in love
(uh, oh)
Dont know what to do, im
Helplessly in love
And the love in my heart
Is for you
Helplessly in love
(baby, baby)
(ooh)
Dont know what to do, im
Helplessly in love
And the love in my heart
Is for you
song performed by by New Edition
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Chicago Samba
I live in chicago
A very windy city
But tonight I will dance the Chicago samba
Once again
But when I dance the chicago blues
I sweat like crazy
And I feel like a kid again
But when I hear the chicago samba being played by the local musiciams
In the streets of chicago I get very excited
Because I know that their music cam be heard also from faraway
And bring me back memories of home
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Harvest Festival
See the flowers round the altar
See the peaches in tins neath the headmasters chair
Harvest festival
See the two whove been chosen
See them walk hand in hand to the front of the hall
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
See the children with baskets
See their hair cut like corn neatly combed in their rows
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
What a year when the exams and crops all failed
Of course you passed but you were never seen again
We all grew and we got screwed and cut and nailed
Then out of nowhere invitation in gold pen
See the flowers round the altar
See that you too got married and I wish you well
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
Harvest festival
song performed by by Xtc
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Harvest Festival
See the flowers round the altar
See the peaches in tins neath the headmasters chair
Harvest festival
See the two whove been chosen
See them walk hand in hand to the front of the hall
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
See the children with baskets
See their hair cut like corn neatly combed in their rows
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
What a year when the exams and crops all failed
Of course you passed but you were never seen again
We all grew and we got screwed and cut and nailed
Then out of nowhere invitation in gold pen
See the flowers round the altar
See that you too got married and I wish you well
Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year
Harvest festival
song performed by by Xtc
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a cloud oh cherry blossoms
the temple bell
is it Ueno, is it Asakusa?
Impressive Instant
Universe is full of stars
Nothing out there looks the same
You're the one that I've been waiting for
I don't even know your name
I'm in a trance
I'm in a trance
Cosmic systems intertwine
Astral bodies drip like wine
All of nature ebbs and flows
Comets shoot across the sky
Can't explain the reasons why
This is how creation goes
I don't want nobody else
All the others look the same
Galaxies are sliding into view
I don't even know your name
Chorus:
I'm in a trance
And the world is spinning
Spinning baby out of control
I'm in a trance
I let the music take me
Take me where my heart wants to go
(repeat)
Kiss me
(repeat 3 times)
I like to singy singy singy
Like a bird on a wingy wingy wingy
I like to rhumba rhumba rhumba
Dance to a samba samba samba
(chorus)
Trance
I'm in a trance
Universe is full of stars
Nothing out there looks the same
You're the one that I've been waiting for
I don't even know your name
song performed by by Madonna from Music
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The festival of colors, 'Holi' is on the anvil
The festival of colors
Holi is on the anvil
Welcome it
With dance and music
Singing and merry making
Apply colors
Which are dry and harmless?
Avoid deeds
Not liked by many
Eat mouth-watering sweets
Greet everybody
Enjoy the festival
With friends and family
Do not forget
The poor and needy
Help them enjoy
The festival equally
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Some of the kimonos took as long as four to five months to make, with all the layers that go into it.
quote by Colleen Atwood
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In real life, a lot of people at that level will have their kimonos made especially for them.
quote by Colleen Atwood
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Women who wear kimonos, when the fight, they have to keep their knees together, and when they use a sword, they have to move the sleeves otherwise it gets caught.