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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Olga Merediz
Olga Merediz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Composer
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Orchestrator
Bill Sherman
Bill Sherman
Orchestrator
Rob Mathes
Rob Mathes
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Producer
Brian Lucey
Brian Lucey
Mastering Engineer
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Mixing Engineer
Steven Gizicki
Steven Gizicki
Music Supervisor
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Producer
Bill Sherman
Bill Sherman
Producer
Sergio George
Sergio George
Producer
Derik Lee
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
Craig Rosen
Craig Rosen
Producer
Darren Higman
Darren Higman
Producer
Kevin Weaver
Kevin Weaver
Producer
Pete Ganbarg
Pete Ganbarg
Producer
Riggs Morales
Riggs Morales
Producer
Timothy Marchiafava
Timothy Marchiafava
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Calor! Calor! Calor! Calor! Calor! Calor! Ay, Mama! The summer's hottest day Paciencia y fe Paciencia y fe It was hotter at home in La Vibora The Washington Heights of Havana A crowded city of faces the same as mine Back as a child in La Vibora I chased the birds in the plaza Praying, "Mama, you would find work" Combing the stars in the sky for some sort of sign Ay, Mama, so many stars in Cuba En Nueva York, we can't see beyond our streetlights To reach the roof, you gotta bribe the supa Ain't no Cassiopeia in Washington Heights But ain't no food in La Vibora I remember nights, anger in the streets, hunger at the windows Women folding clothes, playing with my friends in the summer rain Mama needs a job, Mama says we're poor One day, you say, "Vamos a Nueva York" And Nueva York was far, but Nueva York had work And so we came And now I'm wide awake A million years too late I talk to you, imagining what you'd do Remembering what we went through Nueva York! Ay, Mama! It wasn't like today, you'd say Paciencia y fe (Paciencia y fe) Paciencia y fe (Paciencia y) Fresh off the boat in America Freezing in early December A crowded city in 1943 Learning the ropes in America En español, I remember Dancing with Mayor Laguardia All of society welcoming Mami and me! Ha! You better clean this mess! Paciencia y fe You better learn ingles! Paciencia y fe You better not be late You better pull your weight Are you better off then you were with the birds of La Vibora? Sharing double beds, trying to catch a break, struggling with English Listening to friends, finally got a job working as a maid So we cleaned some homes, polishing with pride Scrubbing the whole of the Upper East Side The days into weeks, the weeks into years And here I stayed (Paciencia y fe, Paciencia y fe, Paciencia y fe) And as I feed these birds My hands begin to shake And as I say these words My heart's about to break (and ay, Mama!) And ay, Mama! What do you do when your dreams come true? (and ay, Mama!) I've spent my life inheriting dreams from you I made it through, I survived, I did it Now, do I leave or stay? Alright, Mama, okay Paciencia y fe! (Calor! Calor! Calor!)
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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