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