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Desi Girls Abroad

Hi I'm Jasmine and I make 'dreamy sad girl indie pop' that acts as a soundtrack for a late night walk back home. 'Running in a Haze' is my debut single and is about feeling lost and confused during lockdown. Hope you like it :-)

Running In A Haze

Wrong Way

Parasol Shopping

Well my fingertips up close look like
the world from far away
and I'll make it so they always try
to reach and rest against a kind of light
Well I've never seen a summer storm 
before, but I think it would make me change
Oh, my eyes

So call me out,
My space is overgrown
And all our place
Can feel so long ago

Well sometimes I wish our throats didn't feel 
So much like barricades
And I'll make it so they always try 
To remember they were made in a kind of light
And the things that rush through fingertips
they would never want to be the same
If I had a time

So reach up out and move
From my waking close
And all our life can feel
Sometimes so overgrown

Well sometimes I wish our throats 
didn't feel so much like barricades
And our fingertips up close look
like the world from far away

My Space Is Overgrown

Oh Lover

Available on all streaming platforms: https://levelmusic.lnk.to/WaterIllGrow

Water, I'll Grow

I'm grateful to be discovering new things during this quarantine. A friend generously introduced me to the wonderful poems of Rainer Maria Rilke and encouraged me to put them into music. Here's Printemps (Springtime) 🌼 I really hope you like it.

Credits: 
Poem: Rainer Maria Rilke
Additional lyrics and composition: Sumana
Music mix and mastering: Valentin Montu

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Printemps - Rainer Maria Rilke (Interprétation de Sumana)

This is the title track from my debut EP. :)
Releasing this EP is a huge milestone for me. With my album release being pushed back to 2022, I thought this was the perfect time to release a smaller body of work, while I finish up the album. By releasing this EP, I get to show you more of my sound and more of who I am as an artist and songwriter, which is all very exciting to me!

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[LYRICS]
Sugar Woman, has lost her sweetness
Spoiled by those who picked her
Climate is no good for her seasons, yeah
Some say she’s rotten to the core
With every season, she’s making money
But there’s seems to be no change
Bittersweet they want all her honey
And they think it's all the same

Girl, don’t ya wanna come in from the cold?
Girl, don’t ya want someone real to hold?
There's a place where you can bask in the sun
Ooh yeah, sweet
Ooh my sweet 
Sugar Woman

Sugar Woman, looks for love 
On the corners that know her name 
Ooh, she's flashing like a red light 
No vacancy 
Some say she’s to blame, yeah 
With strange shadows in the moonlight 
Oh oh oh, she seems to disappear 
They pay cheap and want all her honey
And they think it's all the same 

Girl, don’t ya wanna come in from the cold?
Girl, don’t ya want someone real to hold?
There's a place where you can bask in the sun
Sweet, ooh my sweet 
Sugar Woman

(Don’t keep running)
Don’t keep running (Love)
You can find it, love
(Don’t keep running)
You can find it
(You can find it)
Oh, love!


Girl, don’t ya wanna come in from the cold, yeah?
Girl, don’t ya want someone real to hold?
There's a place where you can bask in the sun 
Sweet, ooh my sweet girl


Don’t cha wanna come in from the cold, yeah?
Girl don’t ya want someone real to hold?
There's a place where you can bask in the sun 
Sweet, Sugar Woman
My Sugar Woman, yeah
You can be sweet, so sweet, sweet
You can be sweet, so sweet

Sugar Woman

written by Easha Nandyala

LYRICS:
it was the summer I learned to love 
politics and Elliot Smith cause you did

swinging in the backyard
wind in my hair and words
you’re playing it cool like a kid

but 

CHORUS:
I’m the kind of girl that you write songs about
mystery you can’t get out your head 
before you sleep at night
once in a lifetime 
you’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose
be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do by your side

I bleed on paper 
so the fact of the fiction
is alive on the page when I’m gone

coming undone in dark corridors
we’re catching our breath, just for a moment
and I could waste all of my time in between the lines

cause 
CHORUS:

every movement in my rearview
and every place in reference to you
if nothing else can I be your regret years from now

CHORUS:

Running In A Haze

Jasmine Thakral