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A sound so small, a sound so strange, plucked on such thin metal strips.
A melody so beautiful,
which takes us to an unknown place.

Lava stones sounding like bells whose echo carries on
to the world’s farthest mountains.

The water-drum water vibrating
under the resonance of the musical gourd. All is about water...

The suave sound of the tenor sax, balancing on the steel string
of the berimbau - the musical bow of a forgotten Africa.

Speaking tree trunks, xylophone drums. The call of a deep forest.

Rocked by the swaying hips of a beautiful Criola.

The lament of the soprano sax like a strange desert,
like a feeling of elsewhere.
The desert, a desert, our desert As if we were actually there!

Melodies that keep running through your head...