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Samba Pa Mi

By Chameleon

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For you, I care, I worry. What does she do? What does she think? For you, I search my soul, To please, to appease You. Tristeza... But, now, I am here. And oh, how I hear. I hear the beat swaying, I hear the band playing, I hear the samba. I feel the earth groaning, I feel her sweet moaning, I feel the samba. Don't kill the groove With your incessant bitchin' And if you don't move, We will leave you. La La Ra La... Now I know where I stand, Away from your darkened tones. I fly the colors of the samba And for you, I care... not! Goodbye Sadness, Quero de novo cantar......The phrases, 'Tristeza...La La Ra La...Quero de novo cantar....' are excerpted from a traditional Brazilian song, 'Tristeza' also known as 'Goodbye Sadness.' Written December 1st, 2001 © on Nov 30 2001 03:58 PM PST   0 • 8

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"For you, I care, I worry. What does she do? What does she think? For you, I search my soul, To please, to appease You. Tristeza... But, now, I am here. And oh, how I hear. I hear the beat swaying, I hear the band playing, I hear the samba. I feel the earth groaning, I feel her sweet moaning, I feel the samba. Don't kill the groove With your incessant bitchin' And if you don't move, We will leave you. La La Ra La... Now I know where I stand, Away from your darkened tones. I fly the colors of the samba And for you, I care... not! Goodbye Sadness, Quero de novo cantar......The phrases, 'Tristeza...La La Ra La...Quero de novo cantar....' are excerpted from a traditional Brazilian song, 'Tristeza' also known as 'Goodbye Sadness.'..."

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