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OYE MUNDO / sometimes

04/28/2026 14:58h
sometimes ( when the night air feels ch é vere! ) when i can hear the real sound of el barrio on la conga        y timbales coke bottles & garbage can tops when i can feel & reallyreally touch la m ú sica Latina /     africana & the fingerpoppin' soul emergin from tears /     sweet tears of laughter & i can feel a conglomeration of vibrations / heat waves body waves people waves of real gente