Adamane Ma

Half-uncertain me, she measures me with her star-eyes,
she’ll adorn herself, she’ll play her part, spreading her gaze wide,
in the darkness she’ll take me by the hand,
and deceive me, showing me her intoxicating eyes,
she has taken lodging in a passionate heart..
and I, I was wrapped in a wanton love….

Eyes drifting, hands joining, she holds me by the heart,
the tales that lay smeared across the chest, I savoured dream by dream,
though her masked patterns come flung at me, again and again, me,
those matters cannot be raked back up, if I were to take them up once more…..
she has taken lodging in a passionate heart..
and I, I was wrapped in a wanton love….

Smearing dye all across the heart, an ornate shadow,
she worked her enchantments everywhere, spreading her dazzle,
though she tells her masked tales, flung aside, again and again, me,
those matters cannot be raked back up, if I were to take them up once more…..
she has taken lodging in a passionate heart..
and I, I was wrapped in a wanton love….

A sultry, atmospheric love song about being bewitched by a woman as deceptive as she is irresistible. The singer calls himself adamaane, half-uncertain, never quite sure of her, while she measures him with her star-eyes, adorns herself, plays her part, and, taking his hand in the dark, deceives him with her intoxicating eyes. He knows he is being played, and cannot help surrendering: she has taken lodging in a passionate heart, and I was wrapped in a wanton love.

The middle is all sensuous blur, eyes drifting, hands joining, the tales smeared across the chest savoured dream by dream. Even as her masked patterns, her games and disguises, keep getting flung at him, he half-resolves that these matters can’t be dug up again, that he shouldn’t take her back, an intention he clearly won’t keep, since the refrain of helpless surrender keeps returning.

The last verse deepens the imagery of illusion: she smears dye across his heart, casts an ornate shadow, and works her enchantments everywhere, spreading her dazzle. Though she spins her masked tales, he keeps circling the same doomed logic, that he shouldn’t take her back, and yet, wrapped in wanton love, he does. Sung by Surenie De Mel to words by Sanjaya Lakmal Liyanage, it is a moody, seductive song about knowingly falling, again and again, for a beautiful deceiver.