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letra de tiger rag - wynton marsalis

picture berkley ca in the 50’s and 60’s
there go the beatniks, here come the hippies
the counterculture and caddie corner to it
sits eugene rose and gleb podmoshensky
the revolution and you would be well advised
to pick up an application and sign on the dotted line
come on inside, i want to make you acquainted
for one of these fellows will one day be sainted

a song of praise to the reposed seraphim rose
hieromonk of st. herman’s who was burning with love
come see, take eat, read up, pull a seat up
set yourself free on the wings of a dove

everything i know i learned from seraphim rose
who chose the good part and departed
who chose to leave the world
you drove out, no doubt to give a shout out
the trees heard, the world ignored
but i put my ear to the door of your cell
from which came out the sound of cl!cking
from an old typewriter
from which poured forth streams of wisdom
bringing the ancient faith into the modern age
and making it accessible to christians of the last day
and your voice has been heard
it has reached the throne of our god
and has become an acceptable sacrifice
of praise, of righteousness
of purity of orthodox doctrine and thought
and we thank you and glorify the lord who strengthened you
moving on with the blessing of bishop john
fr. seraphim how can i praise you in song?
you took the tonsure of a monk and died to the world
a role model to follow, you saw the city as hollow
you saw the wild places in the woods as full to the brim
and therein you took refuge and rescued the tempest tossed
we were tempted when we lost you so soon
no one could stop you
born aloft on the wings of the seraphim
there to dwell
with the mother of god and the cherubim

- wynton marsalis

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