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mont amba

from mont amba by Bateau Ivre

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now I’ve made it real
a sight no one can steal
smell wood fires tonight
see grey parrots fly
over roads of dust
coloured red from rust
swiftly darkness falls
flying foxes call
from the Boulevard
to roind-point Victoire
spent my last dollar
at a ntaba bar

I don’t want to face the lies
knowing I cannot pay the price
and I don’t want to stay alert
knowing I cannot make it work

morning dog will bark
churchyard speakers blast
stepping on oil nuts
when the power’s cut
trapped inside a bus
then the axle snaps
Lumumba’s stiff salute
a river bank’s dispute
mont amba’s lost in mist
please do not insist
from Onatra port
to the house of god

I would like to raise my voice
but I cannot make a choice
I would want to curse the world
tongue can’t form a single word

(with no chance of disguise
I saw a blood moon rise
confronted with a vice
bound by eternal ties)

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from mont amba, released March 31, 2012

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Bateau Ivre Berlin, Germany

Step onboard the drunken boat…
and embark on a journey to the highest joy and deepest sorrow, beautiful, mesmerizing, and disturbing all at once!

BATEAU IVRE's Post Folk sound is created and expressed by Paul Kuchenbuch and Nick Whitaker.

Both are multi-instrumentalists with an interest in many styles of music - hence the diversity of BATEAU IVRE's sounds and arrangements.
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