Nothing much to plan for a sailor on the sand when the sky 's a blue movie scene rumours you had stopped, pick a fight and pick it up you were always ahead of me rain darkens the place, you don't come to my embrace but I'm home if you want to go something you had lost at the border that you crossed was it lost for you after all was it lost for you after all your bruises still remind you of the risk you should never take I just can't do enough a storm inside a cuff I wanna take them off, take them off what else can be said can you say you wish me dead or that all should be like before linger, count to three count the bodies in the sea I know you'll come around my door I know you 'll come around my door your bruises still remind you of the risk you should never take I just can't do enough a storm inside a cuff I wanna take them off, take them off I wanna wash them off, wash them off I wanna wash them off, wash them off Nothing much to plan for a sailor on the sand when the sky 's a blue movie scene rumours you had stopped, pick a fight and pick it up you were always ahead of me
Incroyable morceau, incroyable prestation de Mlle Anna Aaron, magnifique !
un morceau et une voix qui me transportent
Anna Aaron's features on the album are incredible, same goes with her solo work. Truffaz always leads you to more great music.
juste sublime :)
Blue movie,
het blauwe leven van een oude tijd, weet je nog, o blauwe dame
this is music for being outside...
Nothing much to plan for a sailor on the sand
when the sky 's a blue movie scene
rumours you had stopped, pick a fight and pick it up
you were always ahead of me rain darkens the place, you don't come to my embrace
but I'm home if you want to go
something you had lost at the border that you crossed
was it lost for you after all
was it lost for you after all your bruises still remind you
of the risk you should never take
I just can't do enough
a storm inside a cuff
I wanna take them off, take them off what else can be said
can you say you wish me dead
or that all should be like before linger, count to three
count the bodies in the sea
I know you'll come around my door
I know you 'll come around my door your bruises still remind you
of the risk you should never take
I just can't do enough
a storm inside a cuff
I wanna take them off, take them off
I wanna wash them off, wash them off
I wanna wash them off, wash them off Nothing much to plan for a sailor on the sand
when the sky 's a blue movie scene
rumours you had stopped, pick a fight and pick it up
you were always ahead of me
who,s the singer?
:)