“Lamp Lady” reflects Sevdaliza’s pensive reminiscence on what her life could have entailed had it not gone down the paths it did.
Sevdaliza and her family fled Tehran when she was five years old, immigrating to Rotterdam, Netherlands. Despite the success she had playing basketball for The Netherlan...
[Chorus]
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun
[Verse]
Love is our destiny
All she had to confess
Is it the road of choice?
Is it our hand of chance?
Are we not meant to see
What is our cruelty?
Who decides what we are
When all we have is ourselves
[Chorus]
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun
[Verse]
Love is our destiny
All she had to confess
Is it the road of choice?
Is it our hand of chance?
Are we not meant to see
What is our cruelty?
Who decides what we are
When all we have is ourselves
[Chorus]
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun
Lamp lady selling tangerines, and
With the loving eyes of God
Drift back to the sun