Your lips
Like butterflies in daze
You're a haze
Of hips
And kisses late and lazy
Starlit bronze and sweet
Opal
If that's your name
Opal
Will we remain
More than casual refrains
Your stars shine above me
I drink them with a straw of clouds
I'm proud
To have you love me
In this moonlit bar
We call Earth
Or rebirth
Opal
If that's your name
Opal
Will we remain
More than casual refrains
I miss your touch in the evening
But in the morning we go travel
And moons in your navel unravel
A cloudless sky
For me to gaze upon
And later maybe fly
Through Opal
If that's your name
Opal
Will we remain
More than casual refrains
A.J. Kaufmann—wandering bard of Poznań, sonic druid of the cassette realm. Born under a vinyl moon during a lo-fi storm, raised by spectral mixtapes and surreal dreams. He’s conjured 200+ albums while debating invisible muses and sipping metaphor tea. Writes like a mystic, sings like a caffeinated oracle. May or may not be part mushroom. Proceed with headphones.
- Strona główna
- Bandcamp
- SoundCloud
- Säure Adler
- STONED GYPSY WANDERER Vinyl
- SÄURE ADLER Vinyl
- "Bard's Woman in the Cool of the Summer Breeze" CD
- Fairyport Convent
- Gita Ra
- The Yellow Blackness
- Psychedelic Mayhem
- Bezkwit
- Interview 2024
- A.J. Kaufmann Interview by Dave Bixby
- Interview 2022
- Interview 2021
- Review: A.J. Kaufmann 'Fairyport Convent' - The Sleeping Shaman
- Reviews | Säure Adler - The Quietus
- Adam Majdecki-Janicki
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Opal
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