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Funny how nostalgia is sung all over the world in very similar ways. It is the Portuguese Saudade, the Bosnian Sevdah, the African-American Blues or the Ethiopian Tizita. It stirs your soul and reopens the wounds of the heart longing for a time gone, a love lost, a country that has ceased to exist. You understand the music even when you cannot grasp the words. But somehow you revel in the music as it finally soothes an ache that is the base sound of  your life’s soundtrack.

Here is my father’s and then mine :



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