~Samba Song~
Glances crossing
Eyes always smiling
A silent conversation
Amid the music of the street
~
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hearts lifted with the beats of the drum
body rhythm melding into one with instrument
building a family of voices and spirit
each having an individual contribution
to the beauty of the whole
The heartbeat, the constant rhythm,
all moving to the beat.
We use this pulse to externalize
our one percussive peace.
The heartbeat, the constant rhythm,
Feel it strong after a good jam
we move as one smooth resonance
with djembe, udu tam-tam.