
For today's beautiful warm weather - very unusual for early January in the northeast U.S. - here's a little music from Brazil, by Caetano Veloso.
Veloso wrote this song while in an underground prison, jailed for political reasons in Brazil. He was in his cell, and saw a magazine photo of the earth ('Terra'), taken from outer space. From his underground cell, his imagination soared outside, and he wrote this love song to earth.
A rough translation of the first stanza of the song might be as follows -
When I found myself in prison, in a jail's cell,As the song proceeds, the audience starts to sing along, in tender hushed voices, as if this were a communal prayer -- perhaps it is.
That was when I first saw these photos
Where you are showed as a whole,
tough there, you weren't nude,
But yes covered with clouds.
Earth, Earth,
Even for the furthest,
The most erratic traveler
Who would ever forget about you?
p.s. I originally linked to a 'youtube' clip, but it has disappeared, so instead I've linked to a great concert of his on the NPR music website. Enjoy.
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