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[Intro]
Slowly
[Verse 1]
We're as tangled as a headphone cord
Your double curtains have been falling since this began
I've walked along your outline
We've seen everything from each other
Secrets were told
Oh, if only I could
Pitch a camp in the hollow of your neck
[Chorus]
You know baby, those who run regret it
And I want to get to you intact
There's time until morning, there's still time
Don't press the gas, when we do this
Slowly
So slowly
You know it baby, you can't wait for good things
Now that we're here, let it take its time
We'll score, there's still time
If I can, we'll do this
Slowly
So slowly
[Verse 2]
We're hot as hot lava
On the floor when the waves crash
I can't get enough of your touch
You sigh quietly for me
We're
Almost there
Sheets as flames eat
No, not quite yet
Let me take you
Press your nails into my surface
[Chorus]
You know baby, those who run regret it
And I want to get to you intact
There's time until morning, there's still time
Don't press the gas, when we do this
Slowly
So slowly
You know it baby, you can't wait for good things
Now that we're here, let it take its time
We'll score, there's still time
If I can, we'll do this
Slowly
So slowly
[Post-chorus]
If we want this to last
I don't mind if this last
Hey baby, when love is made
Slowly
So slowly
If we want this to last
I don't mind if this last
Hey baby, when love is made
Slowly
So slowly
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04.12.2024
The Destination of the Sufi
O Mullah, don't rebuke me
Let me cajole my beloved
Becoming a dancing girl does not cheapen us
Let us cajole the beloved by dancing
I became a roaming beggar-mystic in pursuit of the beloved
Let us wear the devotee's beads around our neck
Ghulam Farid, he knows his own heart best
Let us just fulfil our own pledge to the utmost
I am really just a thought (2x)
Now I can only be met with
I can only be met with through a thought
I am really just a thought
I am the vision and the vision is in me (2x)
I rove in the land of union (2x)
Now I can only be met with
I can only be met with through a thought
I am really just a thought
Sachal the Truthful, makes the truth apparent (2x)
Except that it would result in battle (2x)
Now I can only be met with
I can only be met with through a thought
I am really just a thought (3x)
04.12.2024
Yours
I thought I was dreaming
But no,
You’re truly mine.
Mine,
In my arms,
Only mine, like this.
Mine,
On my lips,
Sweetly yours, like this.
Forever mine.
It seemed impossible,
But it was so easy
To bind you to me, my love.
Mine,
In my arms,
To dream together,
To die like this,
Finally mine, like this.
Mine,
In my arms,
To dream together,
To die like this,
Finally mine, like this.
04.12.2024
Gigolo
Like a gigolo,
I'll walk alone,
And I won't love anyone.
Like a gigolo,
I know I'll kiss,
But I won't love anyone.
Maybe I'll cry,
Maybe I'll suffer,
But I won't love anyone.
Maybe one day, who knows,
If destiny wills it so,
But not now, no one.
(Like a gigolo,
I'll walk alone,
And I won't love anyone.
Like a gigolo,
I know I'll kiss,
But I won't love anyone.)
Maybe I'll cry,
Maybe I'll suffer,
But I won't love anyone.
Maybe one day, who knows,
If destiny wills it so,
But not now, no one.
Maybe one day, who knows,
If destiny wills it so,
But not now, no one.
(Like a gigolo.)
04.12.2024
Everything would be so good again
Everything would be so good again
If near and far away all those lasses
Could make move so skillfully their brains
As they now move and twerk with their asses
equirhythmic
poetic
rhyming