Taarab In rhythmic embrace, Taarab whispers tales, From Arabian sands to Kenya's coastal trails. A fusion rich, with roots entwined, Instruments adorned, melodies designed. Arabic ud, with its ancient call, Echoes through time, enchanting all. Taarab, the name, in joy it sings, A blend of cultures, where harmony springs. From sacred chants to secular rhyme, It weaves a tapestry, through space and time. Kinanda's strings once danced the night, In Mombasa's streets, in Lamu's light. Siti Binti Saad, a legend revered, In Zanzibar's embrace, her music steered. With Kiswahili's grace, she paved the way, For Taarab's rise, in night and day. Call and response, a symphony's dance, Male and female voices, in rhythmic trance. Instruments unite, in melodic flight, Harmonium, tabla, with drums so tight. Coast Nights in Nairobi, where cultures blend, Taarab's melodies, they never end. Chakacha's sway, Mwanzele's call, In Kenya's heart, music enthralls...
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