Lá no triângulo ao contrário,
muito longe de uma casa,
e ainda mais longe da outra,
a mesma lingua comeu:
Flores picantes na mesa
Flores picantes na rua
Flores picantes na cama
Flores que picavam
Na mesa
Na rua
Na cama
E as que não picavam também eram coloridas,
e sempre que a mesma lingua comia,
ouvia-se um zumbido de milhões de vozes e buzinas
em sentido circular
que se desviava só de vacas sagradas
cheias de chá e cheia de
flores picantes.
credits
from Emocional,
released June 30, 2017
Writen by Sreya
supported by 4 fans who also own “Flores Picantes”
This gem is art in it's purest. This is music of future. Exceptionally innovative and daring, exploring unknown territory of unheard before mix of electronic percussions, sick beats, world folklore vibes, evocative portuguese fado-inspired vocals, futurism poetry.
Sounding as exorcism, it is evoking imagination + inspiration + occasional goosebumps. <3 ערפל
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