I wish it were 1932 now
And I were in Chicago.
I wish I were sitting
in a cafe there
smoking my pipe.
And I wish
there were being played "swing."
I wish it were played in a brown grand piano
which had got out of tune.
I wish I were playing that grand piano
being a Negro...
Page 140. 1983
From the Book "Far Green Island"
by Vagif Samadoghlu
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