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Brazil – The Green Taste of the Coconut

by Shulamit Sapir-Nevo

Girl from Ipanema

 

He always sings

The Girl from Ipanema

Now his saxophone

Trembles like the waves

When he plays with Enrique

And the guitar sings

How close is the girl from Ipanema

On sands whiter than white

Tall and tan she passes

And he sings Jobim

And he sings the legend

Here In Brazil

As he never sang before.

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Netto

 

On the dance floor

He turns her

Manouvers her

Like a race car

Hand on her back

Fingers steering her hips

Soft, hard

One could dance all night

Sliding between his arms

Around his shoulders

On his thighs

And with that incomparable latin charm

He drives her with his eyes,

“What is left for us to lead, gentlemen?”

He asks

“Except here on the dance floor?”

 

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Sunrise

 

The sun rises slowly

From the sea of Copacabana

Behind the mountain islands

Piercing its heart

A grand shimmering silver mirror

Approaches the white sands

Envelopes them with glow.

 

 

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The sun rises slowly

Throwing long scarves of light

The kingdom of darkness draws back

In deference.

 

The sun rises slowly

Giving the sea the mountains

The sand the palms the people

Time to worship it.

 

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The Taste of Coconuts

 

The taste of coconuts

Is still green on my lips

The samba dances my feet

With silvia and Paulo and mel and vino

Among the cariocas

In a small nightclub

The fruits of papaya and desire

In a night that never ended

And the laugh of the morning

Just born.

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Brazilian Skies

 

At five in the morning

Brazilian skies

Adopt the color of the sea

And the wind conducts the waves

Flutes by day

Stars by night

That I have never seen.

 

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Old City, Salvador de Bahia

 

In the old city of Salvador de Bahia

All the smells of cooking fill the street

Fish fried in banana, avocado in honey,

Beans in white coconut

Dona Flor unkempt

In a dress that reuses its buttons

Drifts through the alleys

Winking to each

Of her husbands.

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Fruits of Brazil

 

Rounder, barer, undulating

More than this

You will never find.

This Garden of Eden,

All the smooth fruit

Dripping a dark, peach-amber hue.

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Shalom, Brazil

 

Shalom to the taste of her mango lips

The music swaying between her palms

Shalom to her blazing thighs

The dance of love

From dawn to the stars

After having smelled, tasted, drunk,

Overflowed like a river

Ate mais,

Shalom, Brazil.

 

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