Tuesday 23 July Thinking 'bout life When am I gonna see Parapa Tuesday 20 August Connect your Spotify account to your Last. Cibelle goes anywhere the Brazilian chanteuse's imagination takes her, exploring sensual bossa nova, downtempo electronica, samba, jazz, and beyond. Thursday 6 June 
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Her mother agreed, and Cibelle moved around from instrument to instrument, trying her hand at the piano, percussion, and voice. Monday 12 August Frankenstein You Conclude I'm functioning correctly So rest your heart Caus' only you can stop me From falling apart And now I need to feel The missing beat The missing beat of my heart For life For life I do, I do I do, I do Under neon disco ligths We pogo through the night In the dry ice I catch a stare I feel the fingers through my hair Love like science, alchemy Tonight the nightclubs are laboratory I need a lightning bolt to this heart To kick start my Frankenstein soul For life I do, I do I do, I do Under neon disco ligths We pogo through the night In the dry ice I catch a stare I feel the fingers through my hair Love like science, alchemy Tonight the nightclubs are laboratory I need a lightning bolt to this heart To kick start my Frankenstein soul For life I do.
City People City people down the street Dressed in black Dressed in black And foreheads weep under the burning sun Smiles rising as they come out Foreheads weep under the pointing time Smiles rising as they come out The buildings for the wind as I play dream And I play dream City people Dressed in black Walking down with lonely faces Show me how My life embraces me under the sun, under the sun And guide me to other places That all the places, that all the places feel Like memory I'm walking randomly kicking verses that start where I see I write and talk, checking the sky and the height of People in a black suit People walking down the street They seem to notice me riding high on my dreams City people down the streets dressed in black And the foreheads weep under the burning sun that embraces me Smiles rising as they come out the buildings for the wind As I play dream As I play dream As I play dream As I play dream.
Tuesday 3 September Sunday 15 September Saturday 17 August Cibelle is a natural culmination for someone who admits she was always the "full-on arty kind. Thursday 25 April Saturday 28 September Wednesday 1 May I joined Ford Periferja, but I didn't think much of it.
I was translating the lyric fa a friend, realized how much I loved it, and decided to record it. Friday 17 May Monday 5 August That's the slang, got it!?
Saturday 13 April Monday 17 June Thinking 'bout life When am I gonna see Parapa Thursday 2 May It's everything you'd expect from someone whose first appearance on recording was with the late, gifted Suba. I hate you so bad when I love you 'Cause I know you love me too but we gotta leave I love you so much when you're near Yet I hate you so bad when you make love at me Aaah Above all though, it's a natural album.
Tento acreditar que foi um sonho Nossa Sunday 8 September Instant Of Two I don't want you to eat me I don't want you to swallow me I don't want you to wake me up I don't want you to make me asleep I don't want you to watch me I don't want you to take place I don't want you to cut me out I don't want you to include me I just want a second of yours And a second of mine An instant of two No more, even to tell you later That I love you, no I love you so much to be prison Of two Love I just want a second of yours And a second of mine An instant of two No more, even to tell you later That I love you, no I love you so much to be prison Of two Love.
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Tuesday 13 August Pink CD is one of most seminal and revered albums to come from the Brazilian electronic scene. Friday 21 June Sunday 16 June I miss so much a hug of yours I hope that all of this ends Give me one chance, I want to believe Cibekle fucking nothing has happened Six in the morning Insomnia has caught me, it has fucked me up, it has brought me to mind No tea, no coffee All I want is a tip of love, of hope Peace of a sleeping child, got it?
My Love Ziriguiboom - The Now Sound Of Brazil 2 LP I've been to the past to see The present that you've given to me A future if you haven't forgotten The past you've made to me My blanket made by hand And the draw with X on the ground Funny, pay attention My sweet Well done to whom wants you well My love I'm going to run to find my flower I've been to the past to see The present that you've given to me A future if you haven't forgotten The past you've made to me My blanket made by hand And the draw with X on the ground Funny, pay attention My sweet Well done to whom wants you well My love I'm going to run to find my flower It's time of time to fly It's time of time to come It's time of time to grow It's time of time to love It's time of time to fly It's time of time to come It's time of time to grow It's time of time to love Ah It's so fucking hard to know that the cause is a crap And the consequence right on your face, it's a fuck Day passes by, time passes by, time passes by, give it to me It's a fuck, my infected memory is out of control It shakes my body and my soul remains to the victory, shit A poor dialect that is left to me, I've seen pure violence It tortures me, it's a fuck, I dream to be happy one day Get out of this crap, a salve for the jails in the country Peace and Glory… Dream of mine It looked like a Tuesday 2 July We both love mellotrons, and Apollo collects old keyboards.
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