Issue No 142 Cucurucu Lyrics

Softly, in the evening dusk, a woman is singing to me
She 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 woman is singing to me
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

Cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing cucurucu, cucurucu

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

Singing 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'll 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, meets with a peace-less burning to belong

Singing cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing cucurucu
Singing cucurucu, cucurucu
Cucurucu