Magic
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There are boats on the water. There are children on the sand
There is promise in her smile. There are miracles in her hand
And the busboys and the waiters and the fishermen too
Long to catch, that face with a view
And she brings you your soup, your salad, and your wine
And you want so much more, but you know she'd decline
And she's casting, her spell, with the wave of her wand
This angel, this devil, this black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
And you're jealous of the sun, that caresses her hair
And you feel like a voyeur, but you can't help but stare
The older men curse, the wives at their side
She comes like a breeze, but leaves with the tide
And she brings, to the tourists, a moment of bliss
A second of pleasure, like a rainy night's kiss
And she's casting, her spell, with the wave of her wand
This angel, this devil, this black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
And your cynicism is worn, like some old corduroy
Vanquished, and foiled, by her conquering joy
And she waits in the wings of fantasy's stage
But you're stuck in the middle, of reality's cage
And you would so like to stay, but there are things you must do
There are trains to catch, and you're just passing through
And she's casting, her spell, with the wave of her wand
This angel, this devil, this black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
This black magic blonde. This black magic
This black magic blonde. This black magic
This black magic blonde. This black magic
This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde




This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
This black magic blonde

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Max's song "Magic" speak about a woman who possesses an almost supernatural magnetism that makes the people around her drawn to her. The first verse sets the scene by describing the idyllic setting of boats on the water and children playing on the sand, with the promise of miracles in the woman's hand and her smile. The second verse takes us deeper into the enchantment of this woman's aura, with the vivid description of the busboys, waiters, and fishermen all longing to catch a glimpse of her face with a view. The singer is clearly besotted with her but feels that his desires would be declined by her, and even though she brings him his soup, salad, and wine, he knows that she remains distant.


The third verse speaks about the woman's effect on those around her, with the older men cursing and their wives feeling jealous in her presence. She offers a moment of bliss or a second of pleasure to the tourists, but the singer is caught in the middle of reality's cage even though he would like to stay under her spell. The repetition of "this black magic blonde" creates a sense of the supernatural and the mysterious, emphasizing her power over people.


Line by Line Meaning

There are boats on the water.
The setting of the song is a beach with boats sailing in the water.


There are children on the sand
The place where Max is is a family-friendly place on the beach with children playing in the sand.


There is promise in her smile. There are miracles in her hand
Max is talking about a woman who has a captivating smile and can bring joy and excitement to other people's lives.


And the busboys and the waiters and the fishermen too. Long to catch, that face with a view
People from different walks of life are drawn to this woman's beauty and they all want to get her attention.


And she brings you your soup, your salad, and your wine. And you want so much more, but you know she'd decline
The woman Max is talking about works in a restaurant and serves her customers with such care that they want to take their relationship with her outside the four walls of the restaurant. However, Max says that the woman will not entertain such advances.


And she's casting, her spell, with the wave of her wand. This angel, this devil, this black magic blonde. This black magic blonde
Max is amazed by the woman's power to captivate and enchant people with just her presence. He uses the analogy of a wand to describe her charm and magic.


And you're jealous of the sun, that caresses her hair. And you feel like a voyeur, but you can't help but stare
Max talks about how people are mesmerized by this woman, so much so that they're jealous of the simple things in nature, like the sun, that may touch her skin. He also talks about how some people may feel guilty about staring - yet they can't help themselves.


The older men curse, the wives at their side. She comes like a breeze, but leaves with the tide
The woman in question is so beautiful that even married men curse their luck for not having the chance to meet her earlier. Max also emphasizes that though the woman is present in the moment, she disappears like a fleeting thought.


And she brings, to the tourists, a moment of bliss. A second of pleasure, like a rainy night's kiss
Max is trying to convey how the woman can bring a moment of bliss and pleasure to those who come to the beach as tourists or visitors. He also uses the metaphor of a rainy night's kiss to describe the intense, brief pleasure one might feel in the company of this woman.


And your cynicism is worn, like some old corduroy. Vanquished, and foiled, by her conquering joy
Max speaks about how this woman's magic vanquishes all the negativity and cynicism that one might have. He compares it to a piece of old corduroy that has become dull and unattractive with time.


And she waits in the wings of fantasy's stage. But you're stuck in the middle, of reality's cage
Max feels that the woman is like the lead actor who is waiting in the wings for the right moment to step onto the stage of his (and perhaps others') fantasies, but the reality of life traps them in between.


And you would so like to stay, but there are things you must do. There are trains to catch, and you're just passing through
Max bemoans the transience of life and how it compels one to leave beautiful places and moments behind, even though they would like to stay longer.


This black magic blonde
The song is dedicated to this unique and captivating woman. Max uses the term 'black magic blonde' as a symbol of her unconventional beauty and charm.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Steven Ferguson

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松本好勝

この曲は歌といい踊りのキレが抜群に良いですね。ナナさんステキですね。「笑」

松尾恵美

好い歌でした

舩岾晃弌

この曲もいいね!
しかし、レイナがかわいい!

hana cha-cha

同意👍
かわいいしカッコいい❗

舩岾晃弌

@hana cha-cha ですよね!それにこのPVのは特にかわいいです!

祐希

好きだった曲。

ハートの香水

この歌懐かしい曲で、今も歌詞覚えてます。動画あって嬉しいです 3:46

RED

カラオケでよく歌いました!
本人PVだから見よう見まねで 笑

osamu racing

👍

iikagennnisite

衣装のファッション性なら、このMVがNo.1

めったに観れない、メンズダンサーとのからみ。。。なんかエロくて、良い感じのMVかなぁw

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