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Mellow Yellow
Fairytale
1965
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1965
Sunshine Superman
1966
For Little Ones
1967
Mellow Yellow
1967
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1968
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1968
Open Road
1970
HMS Donovan
1971
Cosmic Wheels
1973
Essence to Essence
1973
7-Tease
1974
Slow Down World
1976
Donovan
1977
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1980
Love Is Only Feeling
1981
Lady of the stars
1983
What's a Girl
2025
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Fairytale
1965 -
What΄s Bin Did and What΄s Bin Hid
1965 -
Sunshine Superman
1966 -
For Little Ones
1967 -
Mellow Yellow
1967 -
The Hurdy Gurdy Man
1968 -
Barabajagal
1968 -
Open Road
1970 -
HMS Donovan
1971 -
Cosmic Wheels
1973 -
Essence to Essence
1973 -
7-Tease
1974 -
Slow Down World
1976 -
Donovan
1977 -
Neutronica
1980 -
Love Is Only Feeling
1981 -
Lady of the stars
1983 -
What΄s a Girl
2025
Donovan - Sand and Foam / 1967
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Donovan - Sand and Foam
Versuri/text:
The sun was going down behind a tattooed tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity
As I dug you diggin' me in Mexico.
There in the valley of Scorpio, beneath the cross of jade
Smoking on the seashell pipe the gypsies had made
We sat and we dreamed a while of smugglers bringing wine
In that crystal thought time in Mexico.
Sitting in a chair of bamboo, sipping grenadine,
Straining my eyes for a surfacing submarine.
Kingdoms of ants walk across my feet,
I'm a-shakin' in my seat in Mexico.
Grasshoppers creaking in the velvet jungle night,
Microscopic circles in the fluid of my sight,
Watching a black-eyed native girl cut and trim the lamp,
Valentino vamp in Mexico.
The sun was going down behind a tattooed tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity
I dug you diggin' me in Mexico
Versuri/text:
The sun was going down behind a tattooed tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity
As I dug you diggin' me in Mexico.
There in the valley of Scorpio, beneath the cross of jade
Smoking on the seashell pipe the gypsies had made
We sat and we dreamed a while of smugglers bringing wine
In that crystal thought time in Mexico.
Sitting in a chair of bamboo, sipping grenadine,
Straining my eyes for a surfacing submarine.
Kingdoms of ants walk across my feet,
I'm a-shakin' in my seat in Mexico.
Grasshoppers creaking in the velvet jungle night,
Microscopic circles in the fluid of my sight,
Watching a black-eyed native girl cut and trim the lamp,
Valentino vamp in Mexico.
The sun was going down behind a tattooed tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity
I dug you diggin' me in Mexico