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Wonder
03:39
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Wonder, I wonder why, why I’m sober when drunk
Another day passes me by, next comes, how many they are ?
Oh my brother I’m half away from troubles
and the wind blows yet on my side
Time is short but I hope there is still some
before it gets tricky for both of us
I recover from reality, I need clarity of illusion
but the bipolars are all around, they look at me
and I wonder why...
Oh my brother I’m half away from troubles
I’m like strings of pearls in the fiery sky
My will stands with me as an old man
when something messy plays with me in hide and seek
I wonder, I wonder….
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Hidden
05:20
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Something is missing and I dont know why
Something is broken but I dont know how
All thoughts are hidden, whispers are weak from now
Want to say something but I lack the words
All what I see is shining points, and I should connect them, have to work, every point expresses itself if real connection with others can be made, the nothing is just a concept just a word, incompleteness is a feeling of loss, is that really happening and why, if I only could realize
And you think that you can take it home
Still this word is on your mouth like before
But you are so lost, you are like a cold brigth stone
Little shiny point thrown in the dark freezing cold
All what I see is shining points, and I should connect them, have to work, every point expresses itself if real connection with others can be made, the nothing is just a concept just a word, incompleteness is a feeling of loss, is that really happening and why, if I only could realize
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Hi, hello world and fuck you
I'm not sorry and I dont like you
You are the beauty, I'm the beast
You are the devil, I'm the priest
For isn’t the life of man a momentary boozing of the soul? We are all as if drunk, only everybody in his own way: one person has drunk more, the next less, the one laughs in the face of this world, while the next cries on its bosom.
One has already thrown up and feels better, while the next is only starting of feel like throwing up.
Hi, hello world and fuck you
Look, I even started to like you
I'm the beauty, You are the beast
I'm the devil, You are the priest
My people have such empty eyes. This instills in me a feeling of pride, they’re constantly bulging but with no tension of any kind in them. There’s complete lack of any sense but, then, what power! What spiritual power!
In days of doubt at the time of any trial or calamity, this eyes will not blink, they don’t give a Goddamn about anything.
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Washed up by the Ocean
02:50
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I'm not an easy going girl, broken in a thousand pieces
put my self together in such a painful way
My body’s out of tune, body thrown out by the Ocean
My body washed up by the Ocean
Now that I know, that I need you so
And I feel my own heart beating out
And if I 've been unkind I hope you'll let it go by
I'm not an easy going boy
I have nerve and hot blood
I dug a hole in the bottom of her soul
and now that I know, that I need you so
I want to be back in your arms once more
Shining and bright, words are fingers extension
Lazy lovers hands are writing letters for a dinner
Warm plate of happines is served today, only for you and me
and we are again in our perfect world, you know, you know
and the world is saved today, and the world is saved today
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Lola
04:22
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Wsuwa się na dloń, płynie lekko potem gaśnie
głucho drży, pręży się, napina, lśni
już opada, wstaje słucha i nie patrzy
a szeleści wtedy wiem, że nie chce
Lola wie, że jest doskonale niewidzialna
łatwiej jej być, gdy nie patrzy na nią nikt
przezroczysta, doskonale zatapialna
wie, że jest i wiecej, jak to dobrze być
Ona w słowach, chowa bo
w słowach schowa, nie zbudzi go
zmyje, zdrapie i
tak czysta będzie lśnić
aż w końcu spłynie, co nie daje żyć
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Anka Ujma Toulouse, France
Pop féminine sophistiquée, monde magique des musiques premières, modernité hypnotique du minimalisme…
Installée en
France depuis 2005, Anka Ujma alimente ses divers projets du goût pour le merveilleux et les entrelacs rythmiques des musiques traditionnelles slaves, mais aussi des boucles étranges de Steve Reich ou du féminisme pop et cosmique de Björk, Kate Bush ou Hanne Hukkelberg…
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