Christy,
The Del Rio rendition of Crying, and her description ("I remember the first time I sang it in Spanish. The lyrics resonated in my throat and for the first time in my singing career, I felt one with a song. It made me cry with sadness & joy because I had found a gem I could call my own.") sounds alot like fado to me.
And your poem by Jennifer may be the best way to describe something as elusive and individual as duende: by showing not telling.
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