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"Just the way you are" de Barry White
 
Don't go changing, trying to please me
You never let me down before
I don't imagine you're too familiar
And I don't see you anymore
I would not leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times
I'll take you just the way you are
 
Don't go trying some new fashion
Don't change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care
 
I don't want clever conversation
I don't want to work that hard
I just want some someone to talk to
I want you just the way you are.
 
I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew
What will it take till you believe in me
The way that I believe in you.
 
I said I love you and that's forever
And this I promise from my heart
I could not love you any better
I love you just the way you are.
 

Thomas Fersen - Irène.
 
 Quand je bois une bière de bohème,
Moi qui suis un buveur d'eau,
Je vois de roses pachydermes,
Mais cette fois il y a du nouveau.
Quand je bois une bière de bohème,
Pas le moindre éléphanteau,
Je reçois mademoiselle Irène
Dans le réduit de mon cerveau.
Elle illumine ma lanterne,
Certains prénoms sont si beaux.
Je reçois mademoiselle Irène
Comme une colombe dans mon chapeau.
 
Je reçois mademoiselle Irène
Dans le réduit de mon cerveau,
Est-elle, cette maison de reine,
Dans votre annuairedes châteaux ?
Si je pouvais saisir les rênes,
Détourner cette rame de métro
Et prendre la fuite à Varennes
Au lieu de me rendre au bureau
De poste où je trie des centaines,
Des milliers de colis postaux.
Je confonds Rennes avec Irène
Dans le réduit de mon cerveau.
 
Parfois je m'endors sur la chaîne
Et j'entends dire dans mon dos
Qu'a quinze ans j'ai pas eu d'veine
De m'piquer avec le fuseau.
Si j'avais une fée pour marraine,
Je lui demanderais ce cadeau,
Me donner les lèvres d'Irène
Plutôt que la brûlure d'un mégot.
Et comme dans les livres d'étrennes,
On s'enfuirait dans un traîneau
Emmené par quatre rennes,
Avec le tintement des grelots.
 
Et quand vient la fin de la semaine,
Que faire de mes jours de repos ?
J'aimerais sortir avec Irène
Mais comme je n'ai pas de culot,
Je vais seul à la fête foraine
Et j'me fais tirer les tarots
Par une cartomancienne
Pour savoir quel sera mon lot.
Et selon cette bohémienne,
Mon avenir est clair comme de l'eau,
Elle voit de roses pachydermes
Et une solitude sans défaut.
 
 
 
Tom McRae - Mermaid Blues.
 
Ice has formed
And there’s snow between the tracks
And I have seen the surface tear and
I can’t look back
 
And cool low sun
Has blinded you for days
From horizon to horizon
Can I dream this all away
 
But over the water
Over the water
Over the sea
There’s you shining bright
In a sea of fools
Oh I can sing you out of this
Can shake your mermaids blues
 
Come with me
For alone I fear the tide
It’s calling me and dragging me
And I think it’s time
 
But over the water
Over the water
Over the water
Over the sea
 
Shape your mouth
To fit these words of war
I see the arrows falling backwards
Burning for a cause
 
I’ll swim with you
Until my lungs give out
Oh I can raise you from the deep
Or drown with you in doubt
 
But over the water
Over the water
Over the water with you
With you, with you ...
 
 
Tom McRae - Ghost of a Shark.
 
I'm gonna leave any minute
See the skyline disappear
Head out of the city
Burn my clothes bury my fears
 
Oh you will never know I was here
 
Tell me now is there difference
Between a shark and the ghost of a shark
'cause all I have are secrets and memories of the dark
Oh rip away the skin burn my heart
 
I'm gonna leave any minute
Another skyline disappears
Sunlight in the mirror
Blinding me all these years
Oh am I coming back
I'll never leave
Oh am I coming back
I'll never leave
 
 
Sting - The Shape of my Heart.
 
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn’t play for the money he wins
He doesn’t play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
 
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
 
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
 
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape, the shape of my heart
 
And if I told you that I loved you
You’d maybe think there’s something wrong
I’m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
 
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape of my heart

Garbage - Cup of Coffee
 
 You tell me you don't love me over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing to dust
I just let it fade away
 
I'm walking empty streets hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
But I just have to pass on by
 
So no of course we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
 
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
 
So no of course we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
 
You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I've stopped returning all their calls
 
And no of course we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
 
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me

there is nowhere left to hide
there is nothing to be done
no people to be saved
no pets we've ever named
 
40 miles from the sun
 
as darkness craves the mind
we come undone without our pride
no time on earth to come
all the pleasures just begun
 
40 miles from the sun
 
in our coats beneath the layers
wash my skin of all the hate
we should sleep late
everything just kind of grates
 
40 miles from the sun
 
i need to lose to make it right
i'll confront the stars tonight
i will babble i will bite
you'll never know how much you shine
 
 
 
(bush, 40 miles from the sun)

californication des Red hot
[...]
Space may be the final frontier
But it’s made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderon’s not far away
It’s Californication
[...]
 

The Supersuckers: Drugs
 
 
I want do drugs,  
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
I want do drugs,
...
 

 
très bon groupe au passage, et les paroles (a part ici) sont plutot bien, punk-hard rock influence country 'achement sympa et péchu

Pink Floyd - Wish you were here

la ruda salska font des paroles terribles, entre l'art de la joie, le devoir de mémoire, orange...
Le devoir de mémoire - Des brûlures de l'histoire !
 
A l'usure des brûlures de l'histoire (l'histoire !)
A l'homme mature, on eût pu y croire (y croire)
A mesure des brûlures de l'histoire (l'histoire !)
A l'homme mature, c'est sûr on ne peut plus y croire...
Qu'a-t-on fait du devoir de mémoire ? (faut croire !)
Que pas assez connurent l'abattoir (histoire !)
De crever pour des idées illusoires (faut croire !)
Que le passé de l'homme est sans cesse recommencé...
 
Extermination (ce n'est pas loin !)
Discrimination (retiens le mot nation !)
Collaboration (ce n'est pas loin !)
Attention sinon (hier sera demain !)
Le devoir de mémoire - Des brûlures de l'histoire !
 
A ceux qui croient au front national (question !)
Se souviennent-ils de la solution (finale !?)
Car en 33, ce genre d'idéal (réponse !)
En 45, ce n'étaient que morts par millions...
A ceux qui disent préserver Marianne (c'était !)
En la violant de sa fraternité (son âme !)
A ceux qui passent vite du coq à l'âne (pour des !)
Idées qui sont à court terme le son du canon...
 
Extermination (ce n'est pas loin !)
Discrimination (retiens le mot nation!)
Collaboration (ce n'est pas loin !)
Attention sinon (hier sera demain !)
 
39/45 c'est pas loin, 39/45, c'est demain,
Non on n'est à l'abri de rien...
39/45 c'est pas loin, 39/45 ces deux mains
qui se sont transformées en poings !
Quand on s'aperçoit que des anciens votent Le Pen, la peine !
On s'aperçoit de toute la connerie humaine...
Des résistants de la dernière heure,
plus précisément des tondeurs qui oublient ce que la vie enseigne.
Paris, non Paris ne s'est pas libéré par lui-même.
Au moins retenons un point : tout le prix de la haine...
Le devoir de mémoire - Des brûlures de l'histoire
 
A ceux qui sont tombés pour la France (tombés !)
Quand les Français criaient "vive Pétain" (putain !)
Des Jean Moulin dans la résistance (comptez !)
Y en avait sous Vichy que les miliciens...
Aux étrangers tués sur nos plages (donnés !)
Aux mitrailleuses pour nos vies nos li- (bertés !)
Les Trente Glorieuses les combats passés (passés !)
Ils tournent la page et gueulent q'ils repartent à la nage...
 
Extermination (ce n'est pas loin !)
Discrimination (retiens le mot nation!)
Collaboration (ce n'est pas loin !)
Attention sinon (hier sera demain !)...

 
 
+ 1 000 000
 
Echoes et Shine on You Crazy Diamond par la meme occasion

ben harper Excuse me mister

Excuse me Mr.
do you have the time
or are you so important
that it stands still for you
 
excuse me Mr.
lend me your ear
or are you not only blind
but do you not hear
 
excuse me Mr.
isn't that your oil in the sea
and the pollution in the air Mr.
whose could that be
 
excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
 
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
 
and I've seen enough to know
that I've seen too much
 
excuse me Mr.
can't you see the children dying
you say that you can't help them
Mr. you're not even trying
 
excuse me Mr.
take a look around
Mr. just look up
and you will see it's comin' down
 
excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
 
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
 
and I've seen enough to know
that I've seen too much
 
so Mr. when you're rattling
on heaven's gate
let me tell you Mr.
by then it is too late
 
cause Mr. when you get there
they don't ask how much you saved
all they'll want to know, Mr.
Is what you gave
 
excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
 
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame

a bas la hierarchie! pour tous les mecs qui sont dans les boites
la hierarchie ! pour tout ceux qu'ont les mains moites
 
c’est ca bosse ,bosse, bosse, coco!
ecrase toi et met ton orguil au porte manteau
tout le monde y pense...tout le monde oublie!!
personne se bat...tout le monde subit!!
alors tu bosses quinze plombes sur un macintosh
c'est moche!!
Ya le boss qu’est venere comme un bosch
Il te crache dessus…tu stress c’est l’angoisse…
Mais tu continue !!
Parce qu’il t’faut d’la caillasse
C’est le biz’ qui prime !
Et ca t fout la déprime !
Tu veux en parler mais jamais tu t’exprime !
se faire prendre pour un con par des gens qu’on déteste
Payé au lance pierre t’as plus qu’a bouffer les restes
Harcèlement moral .. ambiance carcérale
Espèce de connard qui s’habille super mal
Pense a « rosetta » , a «ressources humaines »
Chaque fois qu tu’t f’ra ken par c’putain d’systeme
 
refrainbis)
 
a bas la hierarchie! pour tous les mecs qui sont dans les boites
la hierarchie ! pour tout ceux qu'ont les mains moites
 
MAIS QUI T'ES TOI POUR ME PARLER COMME CA
T'ES PLACE PAR PAPA ET TU T'CROIS PLUS FORT QUE MOI
MAIS QUI T'ES TOI POUR ME STRESSER COMME CA
ET QU'EST-CE QUI T'DONNE LE DROIT D'TE CROIRE AU D'SUS D'MOI
TU T'CROIS SUPERIEUR PASQUE T'ES MON SUPERIEUR
ESPECE DE BATARD J'VAIS T'PETER L'POSTERIEUR
ET QUAND TU F'RAS L'BOUFFON
DANS TA CAISSE DE FONCTION
FAIS GAFFE J'AURAIS P'TET'E SCIE LA DIRECTION
 
« ... Tu sais la société elle fonctionne comme ça
excuse moi mais c’est genre :
T'ENFONCES DES PORTES OUVERTES »
HE BEN J'LES ENFONC'RAI JUSQU'A C'QUE J'EN CREVE
ET COMME GOLDMAN J'IRAI AU BOUT D'MES REVES
ET MEME SI LA CHANSON ET BEN ELLE SERT A RIEN
J'CROIS QU' CA T' F'RA DU BIEN DE GUEULER C'REFAIN
A BAS LA HIERARCHIE
LA HIERARCHIE
A BAS LA HIERARCHIE
LA HIERARCHIE
A BAS LA TAPISSERIE
POUR TOUS LES MECS QUI SONT DANS LES BOITES
LA HIERARCHIE
POUR TOUS CEUX QU'ONT LES MAINS MOITES
 

"Happy like a fagett in jail" jolie citation de Xzibit...

radiohead - creep

on m'attendais...
 
 
EMPEROR -  Thus Spake The Nightspirit
 
[Words, music & arrangements : Ihsahn]
 
Close your eyes
And gaze into this realm
That I reveal
See where eternities are born
Close your eyes
Behold the powers of the broken seal
See the liars bound in thorns
 
Fear
And you shall fall
Weakness suffocates your will
Dare
Yet never fail
Wisdom guides the one
The strong who can defy
Death
 
So I speak
Though, am I heard...?
Wasting visions on a world of blinded fools
 
Still I scorn
The vacant contradiction of life
If only to bewider
The final truth shall speak my name
 
Thus spake the nightspirit
 
Nightspirit
Spirit
Embrace my soul

quasiment toute les paroles de Kamelot (groupe de metal moyenageux)
 
par exemple song of Roland  
 
As Crusaders Ravage The Earth
At Night Their Swords And Shields Hang To Their Side
For The Battle They Had Forsaken
For The Glory They Had Fortaken
The King Rides Ahead Of The Group
Homeward Bound He Marches His Troops
For Fair Land France Lies In The Balance
For Foe Man France Home Of The Gallant
Song Of Roland
Never Knight Be So Worthy
Song Of Roland
Never Knight Be So Worthy
The King Holds Grief In His Eyes
For His Nephew He's Left Behind
To Ensure The Background Is Stable
To Ensure Them Against Attack
The King Kneels To His Nephew,
Brave Knight Prince Roland
He Holds Tears In His Eyes
And Pain In His Heart
'For Our God's We Tear Our World's Apart
And With This Death I Leave You
One Last Thought
Never Knight Be So Worthy
Till France Be No More'
As Lances Draw Upon The Enemy
A Sea Of Waving Banners Surround,
The Moors Fall From The Hillside
Like The Rain In The Dark Forest
As The Battle Rolls On
The Men Fall To Ground
Their Ears Ache For The Shrill Of The Horn,
But Roland Persists On Holding His Ground,
'Let Us Strike A Mighty Blow
For Our Lord And Our God!'
Song Of Roland
Never Knight Be So Worthy
Song Of Roland
Never Knight Be So Worthy
 
ou bien  
 
Karma :
 
I am a king of honor
gold and glory
but every king must also die
have I been just and righteous
what is glory
I know I've torn and taken life
and here I stand
a small and simple man
 
who will trade his karma for my kingdom
a sacrificial rite to render truth
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom
cause all you do in life comes back to you
 
I am a king in crisis
counting minutes
there is an ending to my reign
my sins have come to face me
I can feel it
that I have lived my life in vain
and now I know I'll reap
the seeds I've sown
 
who will trade his karma for my kingdom
a sacrificial rite to render truth
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom
cause all you do in life comes back to you
 
am I mad
I feel so void and cold
who can tell
who holds the stories untold
tired and trembling
I am descending
will I have to stay here
and live this life again
 
 
et avec la musique c'est encore mieux