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Softly, in the evening dusk |
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a woman is singing to me; |
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She takes me back down the vista of my years |
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until I see |
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I see a child underneath the piano, |
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in the boom of the tingling strings |
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Pressing the poised feet of his mother |
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who smiles at him as she sings. |
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Cucurucu, cucurucu |
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Softly now in the evening dusk, |
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a woman is singing to me |
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She takes me back down the vista of my years, |
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until I see A boy, |
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a child underneath the piano, |
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in the boom of the tingling strings |
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Pressing the poised feet of his mother |
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who smiles at him as she sings |
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Yearning to belong, yearning to belong |
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My heart beats |
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with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong |
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In spite of myself, and all of these nursery songs |
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My heart beats |
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with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong |
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Till the melodies of childish days |
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are upon, upon me |
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And they take me back |
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back down the river |
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They keep leading me on |
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they lead me to the sea |
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And all of my manhood is cast |
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Down in the flood of remembrance, |
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and I weep like a child for the past. |
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Singing cucurucu, cucurucu |
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Singing cucurucu, cucurucu |
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I see a child underneath the piano, |
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in the boom of the tingling strings |
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Pressing the poised feet of his mother |
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who smiles at him as she sings. |
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Listen to me son, |
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I'll tell you why your feather's strong |
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Cause he can still say every single day, |
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he's yearning to belong |
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Yearning to belong, yearning to belong |
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My heart beats |
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with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong |
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In spite of myself, and all of these nursery songs |
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My heart beats with a ceaseless, |
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meets with a peaceless burning to belong |
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Singing cucurucu, cucurucu |
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Singing cucurucu, cucurucu |
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Singing cucurucu, cucurucu |
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cucurucu |
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cucurucu |
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cucurucu |