The Ocean Me-Lotto
It's gonna fall
There will be days
When you'll wonder
if you can keep holding on
And as hard as you'll try
There will be nights
When you'll feel like
you're gonna break down and cry
Alone and in need
If you say a prayer
And reach out to me
(chorus)
I will be here
Right by your side
Count on my love
Everyday of your life
I will be here
Pulling you through
Count on me loving you
Count on a dream
Falling apart
There will be times
When you'll feel
the whole world is
breaking your heart
A
Sunday Afternoon
ESMERALDA
Salvador, the afternoon sunlight is folding around us,
The dishes are done,
The buildings here, tall as our mountains
Slice through the windows and cut off the sun.
On such days I find I am longing for Puerto Rico
Though I never would return 'til you are free
But when I hear the Aguinaldo my heart's a little lighter
And we dance together Aurea and me
In my life I've been unlucky with two husbands
Gumersindo liked his rum and women friends
Then that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentance
Has gone, and so another Sunday ends
And tomorrow is another hard working Monday
I'm still hoping for the raise they promised me
There's a job as operator
I would not have to wait for
If I could speak the language easily
But I tell Aurea:
The barrio's boundaries are our own little nation
Sometimes I hear you run upstairs
And I view my light with resignation
Keep your bible near you
Time is an ocean of endless tears.
Mmm. . .
Lead Vocal-Ednita Nazario
Hi String Guitar-Paul Simon
Piano-Oscar Hernandez
Acoustic Guitar-Saturnino Laboy
Acoustic Guitar-Diomedes Matos
Bass-Ruben Rodriguez
Cello-Laura Bontrager
Flute-Oriente Lopez
Bongos, Maracas, Clave-Milton Cardona
Orchestral Conductor-Stanley Silverman Me-Lotto