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Saturday, July 11, 2020
Samba Pa Ti and True Santana story
I have always loved Santana's music
from childhood. But this is my favorite song
of his, Closely followed by Somewhere In Heaven.
(Samba Pa Ti means samba for you)
Here's a funny story for you to enjoy:
Several years ago, my friend T-Wayne was hanging out
at a music store in the city across the river from here.
He was just browsing CDs and what not
when a man approached him and said, "Bro, you might
think I'm crazy but I gotta ask you your name."
T-Wayne told him and asked why he needed that information.
The guy said, "Well, I'm a musician, see, and several years
ago, I was playing a gig here and I met this girl....
and well, you look so much like me, that I thought possibly
you might be my son."
T-Wayne was dumbfounded and he said, "Well, I'm a musician, too."
And the guy said, "Hey, that's great! So do you think...?"
And T-Wayne said, "No man. I know who my daddy is. By the way, who are
you, if you don't mind me asking?"
And the man said, "Well, I just played The Arena here last night.
Maybe you've heard of me? My name is Carlos Santana."
True story!!!
I told T-Wayne, "You idiot! Why didn't you throw your arms
around his neck and say, "DADDY!!!!"
lol lol
Love that story.......
I Will Come
soundtrack
I Will Come
I will come to you, my love
Within the woodland grove
I will dance upon wet grass
In your hidden, secret cove.
Just wait for me at midnight
And I promise I'll appear
Wearing silken robe of light
To banish every fear.
And I will dance for you, my love
As angels watch us from the skies
And they will know I love you so
By the shining in my eyes.
And when you take me in your arms
To twirl me in the waltz
The world will know that love survives
No matter what the cost.
The midnight nears and I am here
I hear the music playing
I see you reach your arms to me
I hear what you are saying.
And yes, beloved, we'll ever be
Eternal, blessed ones
Your invitation, I hold in my hand
And my heart and soul have come.
I will come to you, my love
Within the woodland grove
I will dance upon wet grass
In your hidden, secret cove.
Just wait for me at midnight
And I promise I'll appear
Wearing silken robe of light
To banish every fear.
And I will dance for you, my love
As angels watch us from the skies
And they will know I love you so
By the shining in my eyes.
And when you take me in your arms
To twirl me in the waltz
The world will know that love survives
No matter what the cost.
The midnight nears and I am here
I hear the music playing
I see you reach your arms to me
I hear what you are saying.
And yes, beloved, we'll ever be
Eternal, blessed ones
Your invitation, I hold in my hand
And my heart and soul have come.
©by Voo
June 19, 2019
2:17 p.m.
June 19, 2019
2:17 p.m.
Why Can't Magic Last Forever?
WHY CAN’T MAGIC LAST FOREVER?
WHY CAN’T MAGIC LAST FOREVER?
WHY MUST IT ALWAYS GO AWAY?
WHY CAN’T SCIENTISTS FIND A FORMULA
TO MAKE THE MAGIC WANT TO STAY?
BUT TELL ME, WOULD IT STILL BE MAGIC?
IF IT WAS JUST A DAILY THING?
IF WE DIDN’T WEEP SOMETIMES NOW
WOULD WE EVER WANT TO SING?
I THINK THAT MAGIC IS FOR MOMENTS
AND THE OTHER STUFF’S FOR DAYS
MAYBE MAGIC WOULD NOT BE SPECIAL
IF IT NEVER WENT AWAY.
©by Voo
long ago and far away
long ago and far away
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