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01 One Ordinary Day
w/m VEra Joppig
1)
One ordinary day I fell in love, tooth and claw – no room for doubt!
An ordinary man just spoke some words, cupid’s arrow pierced my heart
You can imagine how it went, we passed some lovely weeks,
the world was full of light.
Ev’ry single moment bursting, full of magic,
sparkly bright seemed day and night.
Then the magic broke, the darker sides came out,
we fought, broke up, my heart just died.
With a crash my world capsizes, churning waves,
below the surface all is blight.
To whom does this blissful state of true love belong?
Where does it come from and why does it go wrong?
Is it just something that drops in our lap
or could we find it within ourselves, never to give it back?
2)
One ordinary day I’d like to rise full of love just for myself,
no ordinary man by my side, cupid’s arrow on endless loop.
And if further on a man presents himself
and our natures seem to meet,
I might take the chance and jump head first into the
waves, sweep myself off my feet.
But no more will I look for bliss outside myself
alone, because that’s just a cheat.
If I don’t feel complete, a world unto myself,
nobody else can fill that need.
To whom does this blissful state of true love belong?
Where does it come from and why does it go wrong?
Is it just something that drops in our lap
or could we find it within ourselves, never to give it back?
w/m VEra Joppig
1)
One ordinary day I fell in love, tooth and claw – no room for doubt!
An ordinary man just spoke some words, cupid’s arrow pierced my heart
You can imagine how it went, we passed some lovely weeks,
the world was full of light.
Ev’ry single moment bursting, full of magic,
sparkly bright seemed day and night.
Then the magic broke, the darker sides came out,
we fought, broke up, my heart just died.
With a crash my world capsizes, churning waves,
below the surface all is blight.
To whom does this blissful state of true love belong?
Where does it come from and why does it go wrong?
Is it just something that drops in our lap
or could we find it within ourselves, never to give it back?
2)
One ordinary day I’d like to rise full of love just for myself,
no ordinary man by my side, cupid’s arrow on endless loop.
And if further on a man presents himself
and our natures seem to meet,
I might take the chance and jump head first into the
waves, sweep myself off my feet.
But no more will I look for bliss outside myself
alone, because that’s just a cheat.
If I don’t feel complete, a world unto myself,
nobody else can fill that need.
To whom does this blissful state of true love belong?
Where does it come from and why does it go wrong?
Is it just something that drops in our lap
or could we find it within ourselves, never to give it back?
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02 cloves & mangoes
w/m VEra Joppig
1)
The smell of burning cloves hits my nose hard,
then I feel the thick and humid air.
I haven’t slept in 24 hours, can barely think,
my back really hurts.
I get in line to wait for my visa,
the customs clerk, he glares at me.
And then I see your face through the window,
you lift your hand and beam with glee.
chorus:
And once again I realize what it’s really worth
to come (be) here and to loose all of the urge,
the urge to win and fight, to compete and to succeed,
to loose it all and I feel so at peace/at ease.
And once again I realize, I truly love this place
it holds me with its charm, transforms my face.
It’s crazy, it’s loud at times, can set my teeth on edge,
but underneath lies magic, Gods are dancing on a ledge
2)
I get my bag and pass the customs,
then step outside, not believing it’s true.
5 eager porters fight over my luggage
I shake my head and there are you.
We hug and laugh and grin like idiots
at the same time both ask: “how are you?”
I turn around to search for the mountains,
They’re here as always, rising blue.
chorus
3)
We leave the airport driving fast now,
my shirt is soaked, it’s really hot.
I see the beach, can spot the surfers;
the waves are huge, they spill the lot.
We stop to get some beer for the ev’ning,
I smile to hear the people talk.
My skin is white; they see I just got here.
They greet me, passing, I watch them walk.
chorus
w/m VEra Joppig
1)
The smell of burning cloves hits my nose hard,
then I feel the thick and humid air.
I haven’t slept in 24 hours, can barely think,
my back really hurts.
I get in line to wait for my visa,
the customs clerk, he glares at me.
And then I see your face through the window,
you lift your hand and beam with glee.
chorus:
And once again I realize what it’s really worth
to come (be) here and to loose all of the urge,
the urge to win and fight, to compete and to succeed,
to loose it all and I feel so at peace/at ease.
And once again I realize, I truly love this place
it holds me with its charm, transforms my face.
It’s crazy, it’s loud at times, can set my teeth on edge,
but underneath lies magic, Gods are dancing on a ledge
2)
I get my bag and pass the customs,
then step outside, not believing it’s true.
5 eager porters fight over my luggage
I shake my head and there are you.
We hug and laugh and grin like idiots
at the same time both ask: “how are you?”
I turn around to search for the mountains,
They’re here as always, rising blue.
chorus
3)
We leave the airport driving fast now,
my shirt is soaked, it’s really hot.
I see the beach, can spot the surfers;
the waves are huge, they spill the lot.
We stop to get some beer for the ev’ning,
I smile to hear the people talk.
My skin is white; they see I just got here.
They greet me, passing, I watch them walk.
chorus
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03 StormBrides
w/m VEra Joppig
1.:
Owl woman with violin heart alone in the night,
her moon prism makes painted birds come alive.
Framed by men, she is perilous feline power,
ever transforming, protecting herself.
Eagle wings, bat ears and eyes of a demon,
a coat of seaweed, she’s opening doors within doors.
Geometric town, stark shadows, nothing grows here
triangular gate shows the route to escape.
Chorus:
You married the storm and you travelled to the other side of the
moon – take me with you!
You dove deep into the sea and you found there the strangest of
secrets – I wanna come with you, I wanna come with you!
You found demons and goddesses, shadows and bright burning
Stars – take me with you!
You found strange looking creatures and made them compelling
companions – I wanna come with you, I wann come with you!
2.:
Starlike being deep in the woods, trees pro-
tecting a heart in balance, connecting earth and the sky.
Contemplating goblets, gemstone coloured, insensate.
Emerging temptation, offering sensuous fruit.
She with cordon of leaves, flowered diadem on
raven hair, a necklace of thorns, no sign of a smile.
Travelling dark seas alone among burning galaxies
Oh, beaky companions, what strange path are you on?
Chorus
w/m VEra Joppig
1.:
Owl woman with violin heart alone in the night,
her moon prism makes painted birds come alive.
Framed by men, she is perilous feline power,
ever transforming, protecting herself.
Eagle wings, bat ears and eyes of a demon,
a coat of seaweed, she’s opening doors within doors.
Geometric town, stark shadows, nothing grows here
triangular gate shows the route to escape.
Chorus:
You married the storm and you travelled to the other side of the
moon – take me with you!
You dove deep into the sea and you found there the strangest of
secrets – I wanna come with you, I wanna come with you!
You found demons and goddesses, shadows and bright burning
Stars – take me with you!
You found strange looking creatures and made them compelling
companions – I wanna come with you, I wann come with you!
2.:
Starlike being deep in the woods, trees pro-
tecting a heart in balance, connecting earth and the sky.
Contemplating goblets, gemstone coloured, insensate.
Emerging temptation, offering sensuous fruit.
She with cordon of leaves, flowered diadem on
raven hair, a necklace of thorns, no sign of a smile.
Travelling dark seas alone among burning galaxies
Oh, beaky companions, what strange path are you on?
Chorus
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