Delhi to Sevilla RMX

NOROC - TRANSGLOBAL UNDERGROUND RMX

Buy now

Deyosan - Djéhidi
www.deyosan.fr
Grenoble

Djéhidi

Fada Dub

Cesta Divoká

KONA
Last night Kona and I went to Masters,
Two reindeer's, noses red like peppers.
I listen to the hungover croak's and rattle of the sandals
with the sounds of the foul, story lines and bumpers. 
From the Bezdan, Bodrog, Ljubljana and Soca
From Medika to Masters, the thoughts are multiplying.
Mujo is horseshoeing the horses, the full moon is calling.
Pictures are melting like an ice-cream cone from Somboled

And there is no more Somboled, it was bought by Dukat.
There is no compromise while I'm swallowed by the fog.
There is no nonsense while I am bathed by the sun.
And there's no more here or there, I just chill and go with the flow
I am the child of the woods, a pirate and a buccaneer. 
When you fall, you get up and never give up. 
Year after year I wrinkle my soul, 
smudge-faced like a hussar, I'm riding towards the Sun. 

Kona, is not touching the Earth. Oh yes, while the Sun is glimpsing
Fed up by the lies, the truth I´m caressing
Little dancing shoes know all my roads 
Kona, is not touching the Earth. Oh yes, while the Sun is glimpsing
Blinded up by the lies, the truth im caressing
and little dancing shoes know all...
 
From Medika to Masters from Masters and back.
From Medika to Masters, from Masters and back.
Tram number 12 and windows with hazy glass.
Th Zoo is awaking, and Vlaska street is wiggling.
Good morning Dubrava and the working class, controllers with velvet voices.
Forestry professors and professoresses don't get tired, there must be fight.
Everybody is gazing into the windows on display, the dogs are gazing into the posters from hell.
They're pulling their horns back into the collars out of fear. 
And exchange offices are buying out gold and silver. 
Behind The Kras sleepy cops are yawning.
Maksimir is waking up, teeth are numbing from the cold.
Dubravica is opening and Mima loves bakeries. 
Around the bicycle, apocalypses.

Kona, is not touching the Earth. Oh yes, while the Sun is glimpsing
Fed up by the lies, the truth I´m caressing
Little dancing shoes know all my roads 
Kona, is not touching the Earth. Oh yes, while the Sun is glimpsing
Blinded up by the lies, the truth im caressing
and little dancing shoes know all...

Smartphones, shivering hands are typing,
While eating pastry and writing their location.
Controllers are throwing out young hooligans who are burning the flyers for an interest free loans.
Bamboo tears are soaking the men in the city,
while the city women are hustling through the crazy baldheads.
In my notesbook i write the words, and all the notes in my song book.
Im walking the tentacled legs, Pipo Solo I love you... 

From Medika to Masters from Masters and back.
From Medika to Masters, from Masters and back.
Tram number 12 and windows with hazy glass.
Tram number 12 and impenetrable fog.

Nakot Azrielov (official album 2017)

KALI FAT DUB - Kona

7bases

Song about the wild gypsy violinist of my dreams.

Cigánka

Song about suffering, coming from following of passions.

Hmýrenie

Song about running away with wolves, when life is too hard.

Bež S Vlkmi

Samay Waajur

Miloslav Kollár is composer, singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, actor and traveller from Slovakia. He played in bands like Capre, Rainbow Eminences, Lucas Perny & Miloslav Kollar Project, Krumplipapricash, Audiokatarzia and others. He is one of the best slovak sitar players. He also uses syrian oud, turkish saz, guitars, mandolin, violin, accordion, flutes etc. This page mainly contains recordings of his songs, where he sings his own lyrics and recorded all of the instruments.

Cesta Divoká

Miloslav Kollar

Recent comments

Mary Janka

kiara

Related tracks