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  1. Humagne Rouge

From the recording La Dégustation

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Eliane Amherd - vocals and guitars
Amanda Ruzza - bass
Rosa Avila - drums
Bashiri Johnson - percussion

music and lyrics by Eliane Amherd

From the song cycle "LA DÉGUSTATION" featuring wines from the Swiss Valais region.
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Find out about Swiss wine from Valais www.lesvinsduvalais.ch

HUMAGNE ROUGE

A vigorous grape that ripens late and makes wines who seduce with rustic aromas of wild fruits, wooded undergrowth, bark and violets. An old cross made in Val d’Aosta, Italy, between Cornalin and an unknown variety, which came to Valais via the Great Saint Bernard pass at the end of the 19th century.
Nose : Floral aspect (gentian or violet) with a “venison” presence, cocoa and Suze bitters.
Mouth : Oak bark is characteristic. Supple but the finish is tighter.

Lyrics

HUMAGNE ROUGE
music and lyrics by Eliane Amherd

I’m never gonna wipe that
Humagne Rouge of your lipstick trace
I will never erase last night
Ruby my dear
I remember you here
with your dark smokey eyes
you are my demise

Ruby ma chère
ton rouge à lèvres sur mon verre
que jamais ne s’efface
la trace de la nuit dernière
que jamais ne s’enlève
le souvenir de ton rouge à lèvres

I woke up this morning
with my head exploding

your subtle attack
turned me into a wreck

whatever happened last night
I gave up that fight

to resist your charms
I was lost in your arms

bewitched, bothered and bewildered was I
bewitched, bothered and bewildered was I

comme je veux
tes yeux charbonneux

je me jette
sous tes conquêtes violettes

chacune de tes souples attaques
m’allument

je t’en supplie partage
tes fruits sauvages

ensorcelée, égarée, déboussolée tu m'enivres
ensorcelée, égarée, déboussolée tu m'enivres

I’m never gonna wipe that
Humagne Rouge of your lipstick trace
I will never erase last night
Ruby my dear
how I want you near
with your dark violet lips
kissing my fingertips

Ruby ma chère
ton rouge à lèvres sur mon verre
que jamais ne s’efface
la trace de la nuit dernière
et je rêve
de l’Humagne Rouge de tes lèvres