The Girl with Wilderness in Her Garden (feat. Subharaj Ghosh, Arka Chakraborty, Arjun Chakraborty, Protyay Chakraborty & Bibhubrata Acharjee)
Jaimin
Indie Pop
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Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jaimin
Stimme und Gesang
Subharaj Ghosh
Gitarre
Arka Chakraborty
Klavier
Arjun Chakraborty
Schlagzeug
Protyay Chakraborty
Geige
Bibhubrata Acharjee
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jaimin Rajani
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jaimin
Produzent:in
Letras
Girl, oh Girl
Girl, oh Girl
Oh the girl with wilderness
In her garden
Leaves me startled and wanting no more
Got back, locked up the door
I want no one to know
That I'm home
Mighty mountains unfold
Off the seashore
To heal and cure
Sunday morning unsold
I am so stoned and I'm bored
To the core
Oh the mother of sun tan
I want you to know that you're so cold
Gone, I want you gone
Gone, I want you gone
Oh the girl with wilderness
In her garden
Tells me hard-earned stories and lore
They say shouldn't take any more
Should hang up before she drops the phone
She's acting overly crass
She nibbles upon contending bones
She came down running at last
Breaking the glass
She spilled the wine
On the floor
Oh the mother of sun tan
Is wearing a robe to see the pope
Don't, reborn
Don't, reborn
Oh the girl with wilderness
In her garden
Is trying to rewrite horoscopes
She keeps attacking her foes
Trying her best to settle scores
She goes on stealing ethos
So I carefully chose
To hide the words in a prose
I kept on begging so hard
Like a retard
To cut me slack with her sword
But the mother of sun tan
Bartered her soul for cobblestones
Gone, so wrong
A backward somersault
Oh the girl with wilderness
In her garden
Even irons the t-shirt that tore
She goes on mopping the floor
Rolling across in dirty clothes
Then she struggles in dark
Fixing the rips with threads of gold
She cleaned off all liquor shops
Drinking from flask
Bottoms up, on the road
Oh the mother of sun tan
Lost every game she played alone
Sounds, resound
Sounds, resound
Oh the girl with wilderness
In her garden
Uses jargons that I do not know
I'd never give it a thought
For even a bit, to switch the roles
With cloak she's veiling her craft
As if she's got no skills to hone
I hopped in to river raft
Giving up mending the holes
In our boat
Oh the mother of sun tan
On the audience seat to see the probe
Oh the mother of sun tan
Has heard every tale gone untold
Written by: Jaimin
