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Sunny Daze
04:41
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Every morning in the summertime
I go walking before the sun is high
Feel it creeping, like the shadow of a mountain moving
As a change comes without a choosing---
On the weekend in the winter time
I go searching for a special wine
Release me, yeah the warm and bitter bite is soothing
As a change comes while kinda choosing---
It’s winning while I’m losing
Dancing while I’m sleeping
Chancing while I’m cheating---
Now we’re rocking on a rollin’ night
There’s no stopping just to be polite
Feel it grooving, ah the drum and base distort right through you
And the change you crave comes cruising--- right up to you
Just like a lover’s gaze
A very special place
A lovely sunny daze
And here is the sun again
I feel its warm embrace
Lifting me like a friend
Back to a secret space
It’s winning while I’m losing
Dancing while I’m sleeping
Chancing while, it’s like a lover’s gaze
A very special place
A lovely sunny daze…
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Hey I like your blueprint and all it's glitches
Such a sweet, sleek design, so catchy it itches
So bright I have to squint
Your presence bitches
I want you full time
When you move my compass twitches
Let's forget ourselves tonight
Tune in via satellite
Walk with our eyes close
On open moonlit roads x 2
I like your blueprint, put together so well
Beneath your fingerprint is where I want to dwell
Let's forget ourselves tonight
Tune in via satellite
Walk with our eyes close
On open moonlit roads
A round-trip relationship, patent pending
No need for ownership, it's love unending
From my hips to my lips I've feeling bulletproof and lean
Never know when love will hit, shit it's a healing thing
I'm gonna feel it, feel it without apology
I'm gonna real it in because it's come to me
Hey I like your blueprint, put together so well
Let's install this hyperlink and stay on the carousel
Let's forget ourselves tonight
Tune in via satellite
Walk with our eyes close
On open moonlit roads
A round trip relationship, patent pending
No need for ownership, it's love unending...
Love unending, love unending, love unending....
Love, love, un-end.
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Com Coracao (with heart)
03:21
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Just a little, little love song, dedication, appreciation
Little dose of unexpected, little dash of doce de Portuguese
Just a little temptation, the danger’s got me shaking
A loaded gun is a twist of lemon in a dirty martini
Vem ca vamos beber^essa magia connexão
Com coração, com coração, com coração
Just a little celebration without reason, good sensation
I’ll pour you one, um pouquinho de canção de amor
Vem ca vamos beber^essa magia connexão
Com coração, com coração, com coração
Com coração--
Just a little saideira, one last cheers, obrigada
I’ll sing you one, um pouquinho de canção de amor
Vem ca vamos beber^essa magia connexão
Com coração, com coração, com coração, com coração,
Com coração, com coração, com coração, com coração –
*Translation of Brazilian Portuguese lyrics included below:
Just a little, little love song, dedication, appreciation
Little dose of unexpected, little dash of sweet Portuguese
Just a little temptation, the danger's got me shaking
A loaded gun is a twist of lemon in a dirty martini
Come here ^ let's drink this magic connection
With heart, with heart, with heart
Just a little celebration without reason, good sensation
I'll pour you one, a little love song
Come here ^ let's drink this magic connection
With heart, with heart, with heart
with heart--
Just a little nightcap, one last cheers, thanks
I'll sing you one, a little love song
Come here ^ let's drink this magic connection
With heart, with heart, with heart, with heart,
With heart, with heart, with heart, with heart -
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In Love with Love
03:05
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Stealing the sweetest bite of the stone fruit’s juicy skin
Raspberry gin bubbles and bounces off my chin
Lipstick pink lollies and icing clad limbs
Festival weekends and the cheekiest friends
Tasting each flavour at my favourite ice cream bar
Darting eyes checking out each other from afar
This girl’s in love (this girl’s in love)
In love with love (in love with love)
This girl’s in lo-o-ove with love
Did it occur to you I might be here alone?
And did it occur to you to turn off that damn phone?
I’ve designs on other pleasures moment based
Cartwheel-dandelions and connecting face
Popsicles dribbling in auntie’s backyard
Swaying on swinging chairs for two while counting stars
This girl’s in love (this girl’s in love)
In love with love (in love with love)
This girl’s in lo-o-ove with love
Davey my daisy chain needs some repair
I’m dancing in the rain with Freddie for a dare
This girl’s in love (this girl’s in love)
In love with love (in love with love)
This girl’s in lo-o-ove with love
This girl’s in love (this girl’s in love)
In love with love (in love with love)
This girl’s in lo-o-ove, In love with love!
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We’ll ride the tram the people call Bonde
Like a sardine can playing ping-pongee
African beats rise from Portuguese streets
Cool as Johnny Depp, the boys all hitch on the side step
‘Lua de mel’ in Brasil
Honeymoon bonde pinge-ponge
Lua de mel in Brasil under the spell of a moon of honey, yeah
We’ll taste a fruit of the Amazon daily
Sugar loaf sweet cavaquinho ukelele
Lua de mel in Brasil
Honeymoon bonde pinge-ponge
Lua de mel in Brasil under the spell of a moon of honey, yeah
Unified, we’ll ride Batucada Bonde
Unified, we’ll ride Batucada Bonde
In Brasil yeah yeah Batucada Bonde
Under the spell of a moon of honey, honey
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Fluorescent
02:56
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I’ll face you fluorescent in uptight genes
Familiar, irreverent my dodgy little themes
I’ll face you fluorescent, one simple wish
My features incandescent, I’ll pass the test
Creaking crimes of a driven artist
Refusing to give away
Not today
I’ll face you fluorescent in close up slow-mo frames
While smashing prescribed methods
And no-one else to blame
Creaking crimes of a driven artist
Refusing to give away
Not today
Pops of laughter crashing cages
Touch screen pokes of jest
Cough into daylight
Stowaway strangers
Alternate route regrets
I’ll face you
No regrets
No regrets
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I can’t take another drought
This dry spell has strung me out
Just one to debrief the day
Three or four, push away the pain
When six strikes, I’d better slow
Eight measures writing off tomorrow
Losing it gracefully
Losing it
Just like quitting cigarettes
Waking up in cold turkey sweats
One more whiff of freedoms cloud
I stretch the rolling ritual
Up the filter into full strength
Wide awake in a tarry dream of innocence
Losing it gracefully
Losing it
I’m with Monroe on a downhill incline blow-out
Unstitched at the seams and need my costume let out
This figure eight gait on platform heels is sliding in the cracks
And I’m unwrapping spectacularly
Losing it gracefully
I’m with Monroe on a downhill incline blow-out
Unstitched at the seams and need my costume let out
Just yesterday was chicken broth and lemongrass tea
Now I’m unraveling here quietly
Losing it gracefully
Losing it
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Amandinha
02:53
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Written by Diana May Clark & Doug de Vries
Amandinha, a senhorinha
The road is yours now pave the stone
In your own colour
Create, discover
It’s all your call now where to go
Feather in the air
Let it take you there
Oh-oo, oh-oo
Amandinha a senhorinha
The sweetness in life springs for all
Mother of pearl, our golden Dutch girl
On windmill thermals travelling light-
First taste of Sangria
Dança Brasileira
If a page should ever tear
I will be there
Oh my Amanda
Writing your own chapters
New vistas to capture
If a page should ever tear
I will be there
Oh my Amandinha
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Vanilla vs Barcelona
03:38
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Written by Diana May Clark and Doug de Vries
Here in the hour before dawn
Where dreams are true desires born
And no-one ever tells it all, no
Just incase their cover's blown
I always knew one day you’d run
And jump aboard the circus train
But once you tasted every colour
All your cravings would be plain
And if I ever get the chance to choose again
I’ll take on sweet, sweet vanilla to the end
What else is there for me? What else is there?
I think I’ll go to Barcelona
The city’s promise shining gold
Saudade draws me to flamenco
Calls the melancholy home
And if I ever get the chance to choose again
I’ll take on sweet, sweet vanilla to the end
What else is there for me? What else is there?
We wanted to rule our own domains
Questions struck on each refrain
We were a bridge of healing respite
Between shipwrecked affairs
We were craving dares
And if I ever get the chance to choose again
I’ll take on sweet, sweet vanilla to the end
What else is there for me? What else is there?
I am putting it out, I am putting it, putting it,
I’m putting it out, out to you, out to you…
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She disappears her French lace
A squirt of mundane’s perfume
Abracadabras all trace
“How was work?” as she glides through the room
He didn’t catch her angle
Distracted numb by the screen
The cheating lover tangos
Her spell hits like morphine
Guilt free perfume erasing all the wrong
Broken curfews satisfy the longing
His puppy eyes a smoke screen
Manufactured bait
Addicted to his own scene
Dirty online dates
Another window open
One tap to cover the lies
His racy heart unbroken
The kinky hours fly
Guilt free perfume erasing all the wrong
Broken curfews satisfy the longing
The scent is getting stale on this complicated trail
In former days she was all he yearned for
In former days he the stray she fell for
Nowadays desire’s holding them apart
Puff of smoke illusion, trick of the heart
Guilt free perfume erasing all the wrong
Broken curfews satisfy the longing
The tango noir plays on
After each dance card is done
The craving’s just begun…
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Written by Chico Cesar and Diana May Clark
África, África, Áfrican Mama
Mama África, been giving all her life
In groove and rhythm
We’re taking everything she’s given, every season
Through war and drought her tears
Renew the tempo of Bahia
- people got to hear
When this mother goes to work
She sings blues, Oludum reggae, jazz
Mama comes home uninspired
Mama’s just so dog-tired
She is both Mum and Dad
So help her to be gladder, do a little for her
Put your arm around her shoulder
She’s your ma-a-ma
Mama África a minha mãe
É mãe solteira
E tem que fazer mamadeira
Todo dia
Além de trabalhar
Como empacotadeira
Nas casas Bahia
Mama África’s arms
reach right around the world
Her heartbeat it feeds us all
Uplifting us when we fall
The nectar to our seed
Mama África also needs
- and if she left us we’d be lost
Chorus
People got to hear, people got to… [Guitar]…
Mama África, Mama África - gave us Blues, Gospel, Jazz
Reggae music, Samba and Cuban lines
Given it to you… Candomble and voodoo
Been giving all her life, been giving all her life—
Mama África, Mama África, Mama África
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Written by Diana May Clark and Doug de Vries
Oh my mother, mother never understood me
Oh brother, brother do you have a remedy?
Any word you send I’ll memorise by heart and then
Learn to live above this endless searching need
And he said:
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on, hang in there
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on
Teacher taught me symmetry of dark and light
Bend and stretching boundaries is part of life
Ex-police musician friend who’d one been shot
Showed me true ascension giving all he got
Oh my mother, mother never understood me
Oh brother, brother do you have a remedy?
I will smother the solution potion in deep
To recover and if needed I’ll repeat
And he said:
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on, hang in there
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on
Met a vibrant lady, tailored her own rules
Foes attend her parties end up joking fools
And she said:
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on, hang in there
Hang on, yeah hold on, hang in there
Hang on, oh hold on
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Diana May Clark Melbourne, Australia
Aussie singer/songwriter and Brazilian song interpreter Diana May Clark's new Album 'The Other Side of the Girl' sparkles
with film-noir-ripe vocals, cool riff guitar & kicking grooves…DMC's sunny set makes you wanna move!
“An amazing sounding record...every song is an event! Musically, lyrically and rhythmically brilliant and topped off with a voice of sheer delight to the ear.” Charles Jenkins
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