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Jenny Hval

Angels And Anaemia

 

Angels And Anaemia

(альбом: Apocalypse, Girl - 2015)


Self-doubt, it's what I do. This music, this sound, this voice and these words. All that carry "me", it's not writing nor music, fuck, it's certainly not "art." When the boundaries seem unclear we don't have a language

That day you fainted, your eyes looked right through me, from nowhere in particular, dislocated, light, monotonous

And when I touched you I turned you into a girl, only for a moment, soon you'll come back to me, but when I touched you I could turn you into a girl, and I could love you wildly, girly, wildly, girly, boundlessly, wildly

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