I SAW ANGELS SEPARATED BY THICK RAINBOWS

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Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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MyAngel

Well we all need someone to help us through hard times
Pick us up when we fall and dust us off for another try
Someone like my angel
Yea she’s my angel 
And you know I love her so

Cause she’s sweet as honey 
Smart as they come
Tuff as nails and so much fun
Even helps to pay the rent 
Sometimes I think she’s heaven sent

We all want someone we can depend on
Someone to trust when things start getting ruff
Someone like my angel
Yea she’s my angel
And you know I love her so

Solo

I thank the stars above I found her
Must have been my lucky day
What would I ever do without her
Well I fear I just fade away

Cause she brings me coffee in the morning
Her smile brightens up my day
I start to feeling like something missing
When ever she’s away
Yea she’s my angel and you know I love her so

Solo

Cause she’s sweet as honey 
Smart as they come
Tuff as nails and so much fun
Even helps to pay the rent 
Sometimes I think she’s heaven sent

We all need someone to help us through hard times
Pick us up when we fall and dust us off for another try
Someone like my angel
Yea she’s my angel
And you know I love her so

Yea she’s my angel and you know I love her
She’s my angel like no other
She’s my angel and I’ll never let her go

MyAngel

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This is song 5 in the Texas Tea playlist. Terry has some killer synth sounds in this one so I kinda kept low key.  I think it fits in well with our other collabs although a bit more intense perhaps. Check out the playlist here before all the babe bots with no songs take over the damn thing 

https://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/sets/texas-tea-sea

oh yeah, Terry did some badass art too!

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Part 5 of  "Polaris" https://soundcloud.com/velvetsomethingsuperdark/sets/polaris

"The Pole Star, evil and monstrous, leers down from the black vault, winking hideously like an insane watching eye which strives to convey some message, yet recalls nothing save that it once had a message to convey..."
From H.P. Lovecraft's short story POLARIS (1920)

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Edmund Spencer's The Faerie Queene
Book 5 Canto 6 verse 5

As if before she had not counted trew.
  For houres but dayes; for weekes, that passed were,
  She told but moneths, to make them seeme more few:
  Yet when she reckned them, still drawing neare,
Each hour did seeme a moneth, & euery moneth a yeare


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and some 3/4 or 3/8 and 4/4

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