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About an encounter in Los Angeles with the Gypsies.
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The music surges, enchanter of serpents... fantasy is reborn during twilight at the zuq.
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Of the music that came from Spain to the Americas and returned to its origin, transformed and that again comes and is transformed.
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From the gathering of clouds that dance over the high mountains of the Copper Canyon and the rain that falls comes the abundance and blessings for the land and the people.
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A mixture of rhythms, under a full moon, from Aridamercia and Mesoamerica, two regions of the continent.
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Song of gratitude to Father Sun for one more dawn illuminating the face of the earth, and a prayer that tomorrow he will again return to shine. (Traditional chant from the Seri tribe of the Isla de Tiburon, Sinaloa, Northern Mexico).
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The celestial lady spreads her mantle of stars and we fall under her romance of nightfall.
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On blossom-laden waters come children with starlight in their eyes to play upon the green earth.
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The bee buzzes over the honeycomb.
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What are the birds murmuring with their florid songs over the teeming jungles of the Amazon?
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