te amo, te amo oh mi tierrita linda
how I'm longing for my own little corner of earth
te te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
and someday I'll come back, come back to the land of my birth
I was young, and I traveled so far far away
to a strange foreign land where I thought I could live a new life unafraid
now I know that my dreams they were all just illusions
and tomorrow I know that I'll still search, search for yesterday
te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
do you miss, do you miss all the songs I have sung
te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
my delusions were over before I knew that they'd begun
one day I was walking the avenue Champs d'Elysees
when I saw a beautiful Mexican girl
and I knew, yes I knew then that something was missing
and I knew I was homesick for my little corner of world
te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
all my life has led up to this one single kiss
te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
how could I have forgotten the beautiful land, land that I miss
te amo, te amo mi tierrita linda
here's to hope that you find all that you're dreaming of
and come back, come back to the land that you love
and come back, come back to the land that you love
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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