SAJA Project — Sunday Girl

Sunday Girl

Our new single, out now.

You can listen to it in all the usual places.
But ideally, we would love you to listen and download from Bandcamp

We wrote Sunday Girl for the opening of an all-female annual art exhibition in 2023, with the same name. The exhibition was founded and curated by Leela Bhai (Auckland, NZ).

At the time, I had arranged to sing in Acapollinations as a duo set with Tui Mamaki, who would travel to Auckland to perform with me there. However, over those pandemic years, we had become accustomed to our performing life being frayed by constant disruption and uncertainty, so I knew I needed a back-up option for the opening performance should we not be able to perform together. Thus, Sunday Girl was written as an alternate performance song to open the exhibition.

In the writing process it was easy to be inspired and feel empowered to support and be a part of a female movement in art. For just this opportunity, and the simple provocation this provided me, I will always feel indebted to Leela Bhai, and her vision and commitment to art, creativity and supporting female artists (in all modalities).

I’m honoured that Leela also graciously allowed me to use her work as the cover art for this song, as well as the art featured below.

This song is a dedication of love in honouring, supporting and empowering female creatives in the arts.

I invite you to download a copy for your own.

~ Sally Jamila

Sunday Girl

You and I under the great blue sky
Like flower buds reaching to the sun, up high
Growing gardens from bellies of fire
Leaves of new life, butterflies flying higher
Springtime of life Open up your desire
Tend the garden, Tend the fire

Now there is room for you to bloom
Blue skies above call you out
Reach to the sun as your bud becomes
my Sunday Girl, I Love You

In the stillness the air is clear
For growing fantastical ideas without fear
All buds outshine the trees like blossoms for the honey bees

Slip jack, phat tracks, feel that beat crack, hell y’all
mothers, daughters, sisters, all
Can I get a hell y’all?

Wake-up sun dwellers,
The time has come
Your time to shine

Warm rain, stiff wind, volatile, hot air, nature freestyle
You turn up the pulse, don’t try to deny it
you feel it, you feed it, then cheer it, then be it, you know it, now show it

Flowing past the first pause,
blow onto your big cause,
The season of Divine Laws
Grab it in your own jaws

Now there is room for you to bloom
Blue skies above call you out
Reach to the sun as your bud becomes
my Sunday Girl, I Love You (x3)

(Girl, I love you, Be my Sun Day)
(Sun Day, Fun Day, My Girl Sunday)

You’re beautiful As You Are
Girl Sun Day
Spread your wings, fly away
Sunday Girl