Goodbye Mama Afrika. A little tribute to Miriam Makeba
Don’t cry for me, ‘cos i played great music, i was loved and i loved, i fought, i suffered, i enjoyed, i made you play and sing and dance. I lived. I died. That’s what, i guess, Miriam is singing to us knocking on the heaven’s doors. We just can say thank you, sooner o later we’ll meet again.
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