Romance and Yasmin
Ven kerida, ven amada
ven al hodre de la mer
ven te kontare mis males
ke te metas a yorar
The words look like nothing much on paper but the voice! It is almost unbearable to listen to. It sounds as though centuries of longing have been packed into each note.
The best music reaches into you, pulls out from you the things you hide and makes them your wings. The best music consoles you, uplifts you, emboldens you. Sometimes it makes you profoundly and inexpressibly sad, because it has touched something nothing else can get near, so closely do you guard it.
And if one day a wandering Jewess should sing me to the shore with these words, I am ready to listen and have the tears come to my eyes.
posted by Dr Zen @ 11:18 am
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