Iana | Phil Ipsan

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Artist:Phil Ipsan
Album:The Ipsan Project - Life
Title:Iana
Track number:5
Liner notes

Great Production!

author: Lucas Borges
Excellent music!! Good mix of soul, soft rock and jazz a bit of world music as well in my opinion. Really enjoyable to listen, passionate song writing and top notch arrangements makes this project a must for you out there looking for good music outside the mainstream world. Congratulations to all who were involved in this album.
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About the artist

The lessons we learn in our own personal journey hopefully teaches us to make a commitment to exist on a superior, more giving plane as we become aware of our own mortality.
We are responsible for whom we become, and as we aspire as to who we want to be; I believe, we are influenced by the music we listen to and that constantly colors our daily relationships.
My youth was shaped by the rock Gods of the day and that ragged edge has mellowed today to a more sophisticated heady taste.
I attempt to bring that raw and silky mixture to this project so I can share a bit of my history with you; I hope I’ve succeeded in connecting with you on some level and the listening of this CD brings you a soothing, warm smile which will encourage me to continue on my journey to bring to you yet more of the same on a higher plane.
My successes and triumphs depend on your acceptance which is an important reason as to why I exist.
I wish you all harmony & courage to face adversity with a true smile on your face.

Lyrics

Iana

I just wanna hear you, ‘cause I may not see you
Baby for a long time to come
I miss your little accent that grows when you get plastered
When I give you beer and Bordeaux
I’m crossing the Atlantic ‘cause I am getting frantic
Gonna bust you right out of school
We could travel fancy, I’ll even go backpacking
Anywhere just to be with you

Iana, talk to me in that sexy French tongue
Iana, come with me it’s where you belong

We’ll stay on the Riviera, it could be Mar or Tierra
Anywhere, we’ll soak up the sun
Who cares about tomorrow, you said our time was borrowed
Let’s share the bit of life that we own

Iana, talk to me in that sexy French tongue
Iana, come with me it’s where you belong

We’ll drive through Monte Carlo and listen to Fajardo
You’ll read me Russian books on the road
I’d climb the Eiffel Tower or crawl across Morocco
All for a little piece of your love

Iana, talk to me in that sexy French tongue
Iana, come with me it’s where you belong




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