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Hidalgo Street Lyrics
I dig my hands in the sands of Isla
Pull out a song buried long, buried long
It's a song about women and daughters
Throwing out their nets in the sky blue water
They swam away in the bay of Mujeres
Poured out their grief to the reef, to the reef
No one to hear but the salt and fishes
Those pretty ones they won't grant you any wishes
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to the sea?
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to Hidalgo Street?
There are everywhere, everywhere
Songs there everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
I dig my hands in the sands of Isla
Pull out a song about a daughter of the sun
And a man who tried to catch her in the water
He lost his grip and then his mind and then his soul
I burn my soles on the coal-hot coral
Once covered by the waveless bay
Bone white, white light, light riptide
Pull me away and away and away
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to the sea?
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to Hidalgo Street?
There are everywhere, everywhere
Songs there everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
The rays, the rays of the sun
The rays, the rays of the sun
There are everywhere, everywhere
Songs are buried everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
Pull out a song buried long, buried long
It's a song about women and daughters
Throwing out their nets in the sky blue water
Poured out their grief to the reef, to the reef
No one to hear but the salt and fishes
Those pretty ones they won't grant you any wishes
Mother may I
Go down to the sea?
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to Hidalgo Street?
Songs there everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
Pull out a song about a daughter of the sun
And a man who tried to catch her in the water
He lost his grip and then his mind and then his soul
Once covered by the waveless bay
Bone white, white light, light riptide
Pull me away and away and away
Mother may I
Go down to the sea?
Maria Sophia
Mother may I
Go down to Hidalgo Street?
Songs there everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
The rays, the rays of the sun
Songs are buried everywhere, everywhere
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
In the sun, in the sand, in the sea
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From Tanya's Bandcamp: "There are many streets in Mexico named for Miguel Hidalgo ~ this one is on Isla Mujeres, Yucatan, where I wrote the words for this. I’d just spent the night talking with a woman who told me story after story of local lore and history, all of them intense and centered around women: the devoted and difficult pilgrimages of Maya women to the island sanctuary of the goddess Ixchel; the fishwives and pirate mistresses who governed while their partners were at sea; a very terrible pirate humbled and driven crazy by unrequited love for a local girl called The Brunette; sightings of the Virgin walking on the water. Walking back to my room later, I thought of these stories as little globs of song buried in the sand and floating in the bay, and of generations of girls finding them, and leaving their own."