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Words and Music by : Tomas Mendez | ||||||||||||||||||||||
Recording #1 by Harry Belafonte Recording date: July 20, 1956, (13:15-16:45) Recorded at Radio Recorders, Hollywood. Master number: G2PB 4904 Playing time: 4:59 Producer: Henri Rene & Dennis Farnon Will Lorin: leader; Antonio Villa: contractor/b. clarinet; Millard Thomas: guitar; Franz Casseus: guitar; Mike Rubin: bass; Wally Fernez: conga; Arnold Manchester: librarian percussion; Louis Singer: percussion; Hal S. Hidey: piano; Marjorie Call: harp; Attilo DePalma: french horn; Victor Garber: saxophone; Jules Jacob: saxophone; Ted Nash: saxophone; Wilbur Schwartz: saxophone; Ennio Bolognini: cello; Joseph Reilich: viola; Israel Baker: violin; Jerome G. Kasin: violin; Robert S. Levine: violin; Gustave Rosseels: violin; Myron K. Sandler: violin; Marshall Sosson: violin. CD: BCD16262 |
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Recording #2 by Harry Belafonte Recording date: Sept 5, 1956, (15:00-19:00) Recorded at RCA Victor Studio, Chicago. Master number: G2PB 4904-12 Playing time: 5:29 Producer: Edward O. Welker Millard Thomas: guitar/leader; Franz Casseus: guitar 45 : EPC-1402-2, 75-411, 45N-0617, SS-1245, 3-20201, 61-9258, LP : LPM1402, 6886805, FPL2-7100, RCA8023, 430.271, SYD030, LSP10419, CL42479, 855482, CD: BCD16262, 74321-13853-2, PDC2-1060, BB61089, PD89796, CD95010, 07863-67403-2, 82876-69242-2, RGMCD006 |
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Recording #3 by Harry Belafonte Recording date: April 19-20, 1959 Playing time: 7:02 45: 6006-45 LP: LSO6006, HS-120, Tape: FTO6000, O8S-5002 CD: CD6006-2-R, R30P-1001/2, RGMCD071 |
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Recording #4 by Harry Belafonte Recording date: April 19-20, 1959 (an alternate take from Belafonte at Carnegie Hall) Playing time: 3:50 CD: 07863-56006-2 |
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Other albums: 78: 20-6105, LP : AR30048, NL42802, CSJ-586, SX-215, 6187331, CD: B93001, CD12512, EVC322, 07863-68097-2, 50801, |
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Lyrics: Dicen que por las noches nomas se le iba en puro llorar, dicen que no comia, nomas se le iba en puro tomar, juran que el mismo cielo se estremecia al oir su llanto; como sufrio por ella, que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando. Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,... cantaba, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,... gemia, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,... cantaba, de pasion mortal... moria. Que una paloma triste muy de manana le va a cantar, a la casita sola, con sus puertitas de par en par, juran que esa paloma no es otra cosa mas que su alma, que todavia la espera a que regrese la desdichada. Cucurrucucu... paloma, cucurrucucu... no llores, las piedras jamas, paloma. ique van a saber de amores! Cucurrucucu... cucurrucucu... cucurrucucu... paloma, ya no llores |
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