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Vangelis and Chrisma lyrics - Hibernation
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Chrisma was an Italian musical New Wave - electronic group founded by Maurizio Arcieri
(1942 - 2015) and his wife Christina Moser in 1976 [1976-2015].
The name Chrisma is the contraction from their first names.
In 1976 Chrisma recorded in the studio of Vangelis in London the single
"U" and "Amore" with the producer Nico Papathanassiou and his brother Vangelis.
Their collaboration with Papathanassiou and Vangelis continued in 1977 when they
recorded the album ""Chinese
Restaurant" and in 1979 the album "Hibernation"
The first single: "Amore" / "Sweet Baby Sue" was released in 1976.
In 1980 the name Chrisma was changed into Krisma.
The album is recorded at Nemo Studios in London
and Phonogram Studios - Milan
Composed by: Maurizio Arcieri, Julie Scott and Niko Papathanassiou
Lyrics by: Christina and Maurizio Arcieri (Chrisma) and Niko Papathanassiou.
Arranged, performed and produced by Niko Papathanassiou.
Lyrics taken from sleeve of LP.
Calling, calling,
calling
No communication it's appaling
When someone is falling
Got to get the message over calling
Ever felt like drifting?
Blank videos are shifting
Calling, calling, calling
What's the matter, trying hard, resisting
Calling, calling, confusion
Feel a tremor just like agitation
Trust me went out sailing
Metal kids looks like I'm failing
Calling, calling, calling |
No communication,
it's appaling
Fading, fading, fading
Don't tell me I'm deviating
Seizing, seizing, seizing
Can't find a number to read clearly
Thought I'd have a better chance
Face to face now I've got to save my life
Turning, turning, turning white
Push and pull you know I am so very light
Turning, turning, turning white
Face to face now I've got to save my life
Face to face now I've got to save my life... |
Go to dusky dinver
I always
Go to some shady night settee
Meet a friend he loves me eveningly
So forlorn when he goes away...
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Dimness where we sit together
Ultraviolet music
Filling us nocturnal creatures
Flickering warmth inside me...
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Glossy plastic-cushioned walls
He loves the way I'm called Aurora B.
No he won't let me leave early |
The night is young
and so are we...
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My lips so hot I do get thirsty
I'd like to drink some cold red wine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I feel his fingers on my bare back
Yes my name's Aurora B.
I know they call him Jimmy Afterglow
Sending scintillas down my spine...
Scintillas, Oh, Oh
Scintillas, Oh, Oh
Scintillas, Oh, Oh... |
Touching up and
touching down
See our feet are off the ground
We speed out and we speed round
Then we land outside your town
We dress up as all you do
Then we find the joke's on you
Mix our speech to say your words
You cannot be scared of us...
Rushing up and rushing out
Our expression leaves you in doubt
Worried looks on your machines
See us in your magazines
Turning up and turning down
Elevating off the ground
On your mirror on your wall
We can be there with you all
We also know that you transmit |
On T.V. they show
our ship
Unidentified object...
You 've found out a little bit...
Rushing up and rushing out
Our expression leaves you in doubt
Worried looks on your machines
See us only in your dreams...
Taking off and taking down
Flitting through without a sound
Never lost and never found
Tailing off above the crowd
Unidentified object...
Unidentified object...
Unidentified object... |
Look at him
everybody
Do you think he's real
With a normal face
Just made up of skin
And a nerve center with a heart beating
It's a lie...
Go near him you can touch him
So synthetic
He's been manufactured
By surgical control
Still got a few bandages on his head
It's a lie...
It moves but
Artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one
What fun...
Been in cold storage
Half a century
Operated tested
And put on show
Even rarer to see someone that you know
It's a lie...
Move a little closer
You can hear him say
Residue of substances
In my chemical brain |
Black's a color,
white is neg., I'm a photograph
It's a lie...
It moves but
Artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one
What fun...
He's deep breathing
His arms are stiff
stumble start fall
It could be a fit
What't he game get him back, to the fridge again
It's a lie...
Then he looks at you
With his eyes slitting
Sterilise your needle
Cause you're in for it
Slow but sure close the door, remote control suicide
It moves but artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one,
what fun
Back to square one
What fun |
Electron, electron
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
I'm waiting for you to surrender
Got stores of energy to send you...
Electron, electron
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
Is gathering information
Eternal memorising station
Electron, electron
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
Passing through identification
To find a logical explanation...
Electron, electron
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
Our travelling space extended
Dot dot vanishing can never... |
Electron, electron,
Dot, dot electron
Oh, my light
The only source of stimulation
Undying you have no limitations
Electron, electron
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
Be meteoric verification
It's the lastingness of the equation...
Electron, Electron,
Dot, dot, electron
Oh, my light
Give me everything you have to render
Got stores of dynamo to send you
Electron, electron
Gott, Gott, Electron
Gott, Gott, Electron |
We R. found
Don't you know that We R. near
We can hear
We just thrash it out by ear
We R. found
Shut your traps We R. sound
You R. Bound
With sado, sado, ropes on you
We use our tongue
Only when we R. hung
We swing by swinging
And wait until the knots untying
We X. Cite
You should see us in the night
She looks so chaste
Putting on the leather mask
We C. far
and we use the iron-bar |
When it's dark
Take a railing from the park
We I. Ate
When we R. Tiggy-tagging off,
We N. Joy
Anything can be a toy
We X. Alt
Giving someone else a jolt
L. Bow loving
Really wasn't all my fault
We R. Found
We R. So upside down
If you R. Willing
You can hook us to the ceiling
Tiggy-Tiggy-tag
Tiggy-Tiggy-tag
Tiggy-Tiggy-tag |
So don't you like
my face
So don't you like my face
No more space
It's a screwed-up race
Squeeze us out
There's no doubt
Pull on your belt and then get felt
So don't you like my face
So don't you like my face
It's a ed up chase
You lose the place
Fuzzed out rats
Have eaten their hats |
They talked to fast
backing out at last
So don't you like my face
So don't you like my face
Punching facts
Listen to the cracks
Go on stage
Keeping up the pace
Of noisy games
We love fame, love fame
We love fame
We love fame
So don't you like my face
So don't you like my face? |
I know how it's
gonna be
On the bed spread you and me, I choose why
So many tricks that's what you're waiting for now
Oh my lover
Oh my lover, lover
Touch me fast and make me cry
Didn't get buzzed from other guys, I know why
Looked for a new one, you had a very hard try
Oh my lover
Oh my lover, lover
You know how to anticipate
Know when you're ready, never keep your feelings up your sleeve
Start in the morning, what you were wanting confess |
Oh my lover
Oh my lover, lover
I like when you're watching me
See me in your, turn me when you're making me sigh
Take it out on others, give it to me when you're inside
Oh my lover
Oh my lover, lover
Come into my puzzle room
Do everything I'm telling you, how many times
It's so easy, count them with your eyes closed love
Oh my lover
Oh my lover, lover |
Let's all go to
Vetraplaz
Early in the morning to pay the tax
Stand in a long queue waiting for the number
Is it worth it
That's another wonder
See the kids sat upon the grass
Outside the building in Vetraplaz
Travelling thoughts about the situation
Not even caring
About no education
Vetra, vetra, Vetraplaz
It's so busy there after dark
Exchanging money for new paradise
See the latest film |
And don't analyze
it.
Let's all go to Vetraplaz
Early in the morning to pay the tax
Stand in a long queue waiting for the number
Is it worth it,
That's another wonder
Vetra, vetra, Vetraplaz
Vetra, vetra, Vetraplaz
Hours of waiting can it be my turn now
Wish I had a lot of money
To burn it
Vetra, vetra, Vetraplaz
Vetra, vetra, Vetraplaz |
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All lyrics transcribed by Nathan Soice
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