Sway Clarke II nous a offert l'un des sons phares de la BO de notre été avec son Jardin Secret. Le chanteur originaire de Toronto (et qui vit dans la capitale la plus dynamique niveau musique, Berlin) accompagné de ligne de piano somme toute assez basique nous transporte dans son questionnement sur la fidélité... tout un programme! Le morceau qui était sorti l'an dernier sur I don't need much, s'est bonifié d'un couplet supplémentaire de la female rapper de Chicago Tink G.
On laisse les grandes analyses sur le style et les comparaisons avec d'autres artistes (Frank Ocean en tête) aux grands chroniqueurs musicaux... en ce qui nous concerne, on se contentera de dire que l'on aime beaucoup et qu'on a hâte de le voir se produire sur Paris! En attendant on se regarde le clip et pour comprendre un peu de quoi'qu'ça'parle c'est plus bas.
On laisse les grandes analyses sur le style et les comparaisons avec d'autres artistes (Frank Ocean en tête) aux grands chroniqueurs musicaux... en ce qui nous concerne, on se contentera de dire que l'on aime beaucoup et qu'on a hâte de le voir se produire sur Paris! En attendant on se regarde le clip et pour comprendre un peu de quoi'qu'ça'parle c'est plus bas.
Les paroles de Secret Garden
Hey girlfriend…I know you asked a question
Like are you the only rose in my garden?
And I know this sounds contemptuous
And I'm sure it will affect us
But no, no, no
Please just beg my pardon
See
I got white ones, purple ones, red ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
I got black ones, yellow ones, brown ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
Hey best friend, I know you got some questions
Like when I start to grow my secret garden
Didn't happen on a weekend, but over different seasons
Toronto had me gold
I was young with no control
My heart was looking for
White ones, purple ones, red ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
I got black ones, yellow ones, brown ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
Momma always told me to guard my heart
Everything that smell good ain’t meant to be in your garden
Run wild and be free put the boys on your to do list
The only thing they wanna do is get between your tulips
Take you out of your element
Hold onto your innocence
When they come they’ll pick you up and have a handful in their other hand
Oh baby girl just give it to them and you’ll see it
If anything when that flower blooms, is dirt still underneath it
I got my daisy dukes on when you hit me like a stone
Wasn’t sure if you was good with all that poison in your heart
Whatchoo doing with that girl down south
He bought me roses on our first night out
I was shook up this was something I didn’t think I’d discover
I never knew that love came in so many different colors
He was sweet
He was calm
He was nothing like my mom said
What kind you got for me, he turned around and told me
I got white ones, purple ones, red ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
I got black ones, yellow ones, brown ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
I got white ones, purple ones, red ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
I got black ones, yellow ones, brown ones
Baby I got love to give, baby I got love to give
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