While I'm gone I'm a lazy cuerdera also ... CANDOMBE AND BOTH IN TOUCH AS IN THE DANCE AS IN THE MATE, WE SHARE IN FRIENDSHIP and when I read and think and feel each candombe not hesitate to write well, tell them to live as a single magic moment we can stop being one for us, stop to turn problems into solutions with partners hands, back to the root, HEAL THE SOUL AND BODY, the heartbeat, to the complicity and the smile of meeting rope, to keep alive the mystique of history, black market white hand, the heart of piano walking beside the fire, ringing crazy guy in the sky! Think Rope, and MORE NOW THAT HAVE RETURNED TO THE PLAZA think freely, happily, is to want to remember that the most beautiful thing we have to celebrate but also to remember and to change the music. E! HUG!! AND ALL THE ROPE!
Agnes R. -
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