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lundi 9 juin 2014

Raphaël - Schengen.

          Je suis parti du bout du monde, j’étais trop grand pour me courber parmi les nuages de poussière, juste au bord de la terre… J’ai marché le long des routes, le ventre à l’air dans le ruisseau, et même que le vent nous écoute et la pluie va tomber bientôt. Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je voulais juste marcher tout droit. Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je pense à toi depuis mille ans. Tellement de nuits sous la paupière, tellement de forêts abattues ; même sous la mitraille et le fer, moi je leur ai rien vendu… Et que même dans l’espace Schengen, ils ont pas voulu de ma peau… Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je voulais juste marcher tout droit. Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je pense à toi depuis mille ans. C’est pas la croix, pas la bannière, et puis la terre on y revient ; moi j’ai un orgue de barbarie, et je vais pourrir leur pays ! C’est pas avec la bombe atomique, c’est pas avec le tour de France qu’ils me mettront de leur côté quand j’aurai fini ma croissance. Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je voulais juste marcher tout droit. Ce que je fais là, moi, je sais pas, je pense à toi depuis mille ans.

mardi 8 avril 2014

Devour the Day - Good Man. (Charlie Hunnam : holy shit !)

         I want to be a Good Man, I want to see God ; I want to be faithful but I know that I'm not. I want to be a Good Man, I want to do right ; I don't want to be a criminal for the rest of my life. Everything that I've done before has brought me back down on my knees, and I'm crying out to you lord... It's getting harder and harder to see, if there's any good left in me. I want to be a Good Man, I want to be saved ; I want to be a free man but I feel like a slave. And I'm crying out to you lord, it's getting harder and harder to see, if there's good left in me. Pull me from the darkness, lift me back into the light ; fill this empty vessel, fill this hole I have inside. Am I worth forgiveness ? I can't make myself believe. Show me that you're listening and tear this devil out of me ! Yeah, I want to be a Good Man... Is there any good left in me ?

vendredi 21 mars 2014

Wardruna - Fehu.

             Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true ?
             We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La. They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth.

mercredi 26 février 2014

One Direction - Story of my Life.

      Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain ; I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days. She told me in the morning she doesn't feel the same about us in her bones... It seems to me that when I die, these words will be written on my stone. And I'll be gone, gone, tonight ; the ground beneath my feet is open wide ; the way that I've been holding on too tight with nothing in between... The story of my life : I take her home, I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen. The story of my life : I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside... The story of my life. Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change ; I leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage. I know that in the morning I'll see us in the light upon your ear... Although I am broken, my heart is untamed still. And I'll be gone, gone, tonight ; the fire beneath my feet is burning bright ; the way that I've been holding on so tight with nothing in between... The story of my life : I take her home, I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen. The story of my life : I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside... The story of my life. And I've been waiting for this time to come around, but baby running after you is like chasing the clouds ! The story of my life : I take her home, I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen. The story of my life : I give her hope, I spend her love until she's broke inside... The story of my life. The story of my life...

dimanche 23 février 2014

Alan Menken - Hellfire (Esmeralda).

Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti (I confess to God almighty)
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini (To blessed Mary ever Virgin)
Beato Michaeli archangelo (To the blessed archangel Michael)
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the holy apostles, to all the saints)
     Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man, of my virtue I am justly proud. Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd. Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there, why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul ? I feel her, I see her, the sun caught in raven hair is blazing in me out of all control... Like fire, hellfire, this fire in my skin ! This burning desire is turning me to sin ! It's not my fault, I'm not to blame, it is the gypsy girl, the witch who sent this flame... if in God's plan he made the devil so much stronger than a man. Protect me, Maria, don't let this siren cast her spell. Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone, destroy Esmeralda, and let her taste the fires of hell... or else let her be mine and mine alone.
"I'll find her. I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris."
     Hellfire, dark fire, now gypsy, it's your turn ! Choose me or your pyre, be mine or you will burn ! God, have mercy on her... God, have mercy on me... But she will be mine... Or she will burn.

mercredi 29 janvier 2014

Aoi Teshima (Tales from Earthsea) - Teru's song.

     Far, far above the clouds against the setting sun, a falcon flies alone soaring in the wind... I hear his lonely cry, so sad must he be... Riding the silent wind a falcon flies alone, reaching out with his wings, grasps the empty sky... Riding silent with the wind, never can he rest. What it is within my heart, no one can ever know, a heart like a falcon is this very heart... What it is within my heart no one can ever know... Lonely falcon in the empty sky. I walk alone along deserted country roads ; walking with me side by side, you are always there. I feel your loneliness, lonely you must be... Crickets they are whispering in the grassy fields, you walk there by my side, you walk the path with me, but never say a word, never do you speak...What it is within my heart no one can ever know, here inside this heart that walks its path alone, what it is within my heart no one can ever know, the sadness of one who always is alone...

Coldplay - Yellow.

mardi 28 janvier 2014

Bon Jovi - You give Love a bad name.

    Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin' you give love a bad name. An angel's smile is what you sell, you promise me Heaven, then put me through Hell ; chains of love got a hold on me, when passion's a prison, you can't break free. Oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah ! Oh, there's nowhere to run, no one can save me, the damage is done... Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin' you give love a bad name. I play my part and you play your game, you give love a bad name. Yeah, you give love a bad name. Paint your smile on your lips, blood red nails on your fingertips ; a school boy's dream, you act so shy, your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye. Oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah ! Oh, there's nowhere to run, no one can save me, the damage is done... Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin' you give love a bad name. I play my part and you play your game, you give love a bad name. Yeah, you give love a bad name. Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin' you give love a bad name. I play my part and you play your game, you give love a bad name... Yeah, you give love a bad name !

mercredi 8 janvier 2014

J'ai besoin de respirer. Des fois, j'peux même pas me regarder en face dans le miroir.

      Home, I'm making my way home. My mind's already there... yes my mind is light, you're with me in the dark, light my way at night, let your light shine. Now, this burden weighs me down, the heaviest of weights knocks me to the ground, right down to the dew that sparkles on the ground... Blue mountains loom above, blue mountains loom and I, I walk alone, one wish won't be forgotten, never forget that : long is the path ahead and though my body tires and I have far to go... I know I'm going home. I know I'm going home. Home, I'm making my way home, my mind's already there... yes my mind is light, you're with me in the dark, light my way at night, let your light shine. Now, this burden weighs me down, the heaviest of weights knocks me to the ground... This burden weighs me down. This burden weighs me down.