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Now I don't
03:07
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Under the ground
The river flows
despite the weather
without remorse
Why do you turn
so many lights on?
I can see your make up
burning your soul
I'm not a hater
I'm full of love
I used to beg
but now I don't
And you keep trying
to understand
(I'm not a hater/I'm full of love)
who am I
or represent
(I'm not a hater/I'm full of love)
But I need to tell you
I need to shout
(I used to beg/but now I don't)
You'll never be able
to feel what I got
(I used to beg/but now I don't)
I used to beg/but now I don't
Namina
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2. |
Wet
04:06
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When I say you
It's me what I mean
I'm a sucker
You are my hunger, my need, my thrill
When you talk
I get lost again
I don't need their need
Will you touch me?
Darling, I'll make love to me again
Trying to find you
Inside my skin
That's what I do when I sing
Look, I've never been so sincere
That's what I am
All you can see
Now I'll close my eyes again
It's hard to open them
Since I saw you and I knew
Idrank your brew
You are my truth, my war, my fear
I fear myself, my selfishness, my mess
You, you
You, you
You, you
Touch you
When I say you
It's me what I mean, lover
I'll write my desire on my wet skin
I'll forget you
Someday
Somehow
Somewhere
Sorry, but not tonight
My truth is, oh, so bright!
I wanna face it
And make a start
Tight me up
Goodby, hello, don't go
Leave me alone
Why did you call me?
Why did you look at me?
I don't want you anymore
Just tonight, just for a while, right now
Darling, I'll make love to me again
Trying to find you
Inside my skin
That's what I do when I sing
Right now/Right now...
Namina
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L'esquellinc
03:54
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Mireu, com feineja.
Es neteja la suor.
Es mira a la bacina.
“Que bonica sóc!”
“Patiu pas, ermitana”,
que li diu el pastor.
“Jo us contaré rondalles.
Farem fora la tristor”.
Au...
L’Ànima la fita.
Tota és feta de carn.
El vent la despentina.
La bèstia li vol la sang.
Son home que no hi guipa.
Mira que n’és de babau.
“Pastor”, digué la Mila,
“pugem al Cimalt”
Au...
Mila, fuig!
No el veus venir?
És el so de l’esquellinc...
Corre, la fura ja és aquí!
Esventrada te vol,
com el conill!
Au...
“Ara marxo.
No pidolis.
No em miris.
No em toquis.
I, si vens,
te mataré.
I, si goses,
ho faré.
I, si vens,
te mataré.
I, si goses,
ho faré”.
Au...
Namina
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4. |
Sem prestar atenção
03:58
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A água fervendo
cuspindo impaciente
um ventinho bom
Um me dá, lhe dou
Um teto de estrelas
azuis, amarelas
Beijos carnívoros antecipando o suor
A faca, a carne o tempero
Amar com desespero o dia inteiro
Não é bom?
Dormir no seu peito
Bebendo o seu cheiro
Sem prestar atenção
ao relógio
que repete
sim, não, sim, não, sim, não,
não?
não?
não?
não?
Namina
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5. |
Oh, man!
04:15
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Oh, man, It’s so unfair
To've been born in the wrong place
Oh, man, It’s so unfair
To've been born in the wrong time
I learned from tv
How exciting the world could be
I learned from books
That my siblings are huge
And no matter
How old I am
How high the heels are
How dark the eyes
I keep searching for a mentor
I keep waiting an embrace
That allows me to keep searching
Which direction should I take
Oh, man,It’s so unfair
To've been born In the wrong Place
Oh, man, It’s so unfair
To've been born In the wrong Time
I will allways be seventeen
In some places of my brain
This time I’ll try to do it right
I learned how unnecessary is pain
And again this blank sheet of paper
Clumpsy fingers
Thirsty mouth
Wondering will I be able
To write a song
Too many words
There’s no need for them at all
Just hear the sounds
Just hear the sounds
Namina
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6. |
Violeta
03:07
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Água doce
No escuro do mar
Violeta que voa
Rasgando o ar
Filha de borboleta
Presa na lágrima do mal
Pandora sem mordaça
Abraçando o fogo bom e mortal
Maria na cruz
Anjo sem luz
Descalça no braço de aço
Rasgando
Namina
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7. |
Strange dead Fish
05:00
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Strange dead Fish
Lost in the middle of nowhere
Where did you come from?
Why are you laying there?
The warm sand embraces you
but your eyes are blind
The warm sun kisses you
but your cold skin shines
You came through
The deep blue sea
Looking for a better place
But no one helped you to escape
From war
And disease
No one looks at you
But they blame you
For your own fate
Strange
Dead Fish
With no name
I cry
I cry for you Strange dead Fish
I cryfor you
Strange dead Fish
Strange dead Fish
Namina
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8. |
Feed me
04:28
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Nothing
but the smell
of woods
can feed me now
I'll rest
Under this tree
No goods, no needs
Just feel
How
I
Breathe
I'll get undressed
I'll get untold
I'll burn the rest
I don't need nothing at all
But your smell
Into my soul
Namina
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9. |
La dona refulgent
02:25
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Mira'm!
És ben endins la llança!
Que havia enderrocat els murs!
I regalat les armes i els escuts
De l'armadura, n'he fet llaüts
I ara aquest tot, nu
Et reclama i clama al cel
La flama
Mira'm, m'he empassat la lluna!
Batega dins del pit!
Mite-la aquesta!
No té vergonya!
La dona refulgent
Duc un crustó de pa
Un xic de vi
Un tot de pell i un tot de cor
La llosa que em fa nosa
L'avio aviat
Jo sóc qui gosa
Si tu ets qui'm vol
I ara aquest tot, nu
Et reclama i clama al cel
La flama
Mira'm, m'he empassat la lluna!
Batega dins del pit!
Mite-la aquesta!
No té vergonya!
La dona refulgent
Namina
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10. |
La foguera vora el pou
04:06
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Transforma
l'aqüífer contaminat,
enterra el forat, insisteix,
perfora la terra
amb les teves mans,
filtracions
a la roca hipnòtica.
També l'esprit de vi
ofega el deliri.
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua
amb el pèndol
magnètic.
Barrinant l'escorça,
trencant la profunditat,
esgrafiant un arbre
amb ferro rovellat,
m'he tallat
i sagno.
Lixiviant passions,
xafarderia amniònica,
retalls mesquins de veïns,
volen les cendres
lleugeres.
Fulmina l'abans,
un negatiu emmascarat.
Són records velats
i oportunitats
de canviar-ho
tot.
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua.
Si no plou, fes un pou
més enllà del què no és nou.
Seguir la fumera amb vol d'ocell,
la flama encesa,
calius al clatell.
El fum,
la llum
descomposta.
La foguera vora el pou,
incendi
intencionat sota control.
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua,
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua,
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua,
si no plou, fes un pou.
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua,
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua,
Crema trastos, busca l'aigua.
si no plou, fes-ho tot nou.
Xevi Casas
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Namina Moià, Spain
Mum, singer, guitar player, songwriter.
Rock-blues mediterrani tropical d'autor@
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