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Dutch pop/rock band led by Jelle Paulusma and Anne Soldaat, who recorded several excellent albums on the Excelsior label throughout the 1990s and into the new millenium. Key career releases: Renko[LP] (1992) Come around[EP] (1993) [EP] (1994) Seaborne West[LP] (1995) Weeps[LP] (1996) Happy Traum[LP] (1999) DA Live[Limited Edition LP] (2000) Trailer Tales[LP] (2002) Don't Stop[LP] (2003) The band finally called it a day in 2004, with Jelle Paulusma resurfacing 2006 with his solo album Here We Are. bio When it comes down to defining 50 years of Dutch popular music, a relatively big spot ought to be reserved for Daryll-Ann. Much like Shocking Blue's "Venus" or "Little Green Bag" by the George Baker Selection, through the timing of the catchy "I Could Never Love You" Daryll-Ann seemed to fit perfectly within the climate of heightened interest for young and ambitious bands during the mid-'90s boom of Brit-pop. Within their combined songsmithery, Jelle Paulusma and Anne Soldaat take the U.S.
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Daryll-Ann

Mary my dear
Where has it gone
From where I stand
You're moving on
These times were made
For a solitary gaze upon
Broken dreams and glamorous stars
She keeps within her shelter for
She finds her thrills in all her manic frame
Take care of my mirror
Don't let go
Be aware of the new dimension
Your secret world
Will keep on growing
Old without affections
Ancient streets
And deserted bars
Are the bones
That shake this mellow town
Reopen doors
On summer holidays
All these small communities
She keeps within her shelter
She'll find another station on her way
Lit up your life for years
You talk so well
Wait up for me
As far as I can see
You should be glad
To lay down your head
Don't fear my love
It won't get old
Never leave the city
Better let it go
Take care of my mirror
Don't let go
Be aware of the new dimension
Your secret world
Will keep on growing
Old without affection
Take care of my mirror
Don't let go
Of the resurrection
Your secret world
Will keep on growing
Old without affection