Video Chick Corea - Spain (Duo by Elin Sandberg and Tracy Robertson)

Chick Corea's "Spain" performed and arranged by Elin Sandberg (bass) and Tracy Robertson (voice). The introduction is from Joaquin Rodrigo's Concierto de Aranjuez.

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"Spain" (C. Corea)
Voice: Tracy Robertson
Bass: Elin Sandberg

Recorded live at the David Friend Recital Hall
Production Manager: Dave Wentling
Mixing Engineer: Simon Katz

Filmed by: 21summit Productions
Videographer, Editor: Joe Barnard

Mastered by: M Works Studios
Engineer: Jonathan Wyner

Lyrics by Al Jarreau
Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday
And all it's edges folded and the corners faded, sepia brown
And yet it's all I have of our past love
A postscript to it's ending

Brighter days, I can see such brighter days
When every song we sang is sung again
And now we know it's for good
This time for good
And we're lovers once again
And you're near me

I can remember the rain in December
The leaves are brown on the ground

In Spain I did love and adore you
The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring you near me

I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see
That Spain again.

I can remember the rain in December
The leaves are brown on the ground

Our love was a Spanish fiesta
The bright lights and songs were our joy each day
And the nights were the heat of yearning.

*** I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see
You gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine
And they dance to the melody
And we live again, as if dreaming

The sound of our hearts beat like castanets
And forever we know their meaning