1. |
I'm Not There
04:00
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I won’t go out to party
I won’t go out to dance
I’m not sure that I’m ready
I’m not sure that I’m strong enough
I’m not there
I’m not there
I’m not there
I know I can’t be number one
And you know I don’t care
I won’t fight for a little place all my life
Wish I’ll have more to share
A bitter taste of your success
Maybe too bright for me
Don’t wanna be a part of your portrait
Think I have much better things to dare
I’m not there
I’m not there
I’m not there
She’s hiding something from me
She looks modern
Dreaming of future seas
She’s not sober
She has chosen
« Do not keep an eye on the morning »
She’s closed forever
Forever
Forever
Forever
Forever
She is so lucky to see
« Fuck the process »
Flames, she proudly sewed herself
On her white dress
She has success
She can shine
She can shine
She can shine
I won’t go out to party
I won’t go out to dance
I’m not sure that I’m ready
I’m not sure to that I’m strong enough
I’m not there
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2. |
Les Indiens
04:43
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We never take time just together.
We always steal the time we spend together.
I love this time,
I love this time,
And I envy the one who comes first.
And even if we just know with a glance,
I see you just don’t want to know.
And even when my heart gives advance,
Far, far away you go.
And I need to feel you.
You are what I need to feel.
I am stronger than you are,
‘Cause when my world fell apart without a tear I could stand.
But give me just a minute to forget,
I won’t fake, I won’t dry up, I wanna try,
And the cold I need to create is a lie,
A useful one,
A fearful one.
And I need to feel you,
You are what I need to feel.
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3. |
Histoire de Vasco
00:40
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« Histoire de Vasco » est un livre d’images, une rêverie que j’ai faite sur une chaise, en
fumant lentement, un automne, un hiver et un été. Chaque fois, avant d’écrire, je sortais de
leur boîte les soldats de plomb de mon fils et je les regardais pour m’inspirer de leurs couleurs
vives et de leur innocence.
Dans mon esprit, comme vous le voyez, cette histoire de Vasco, inspirée par des jouets, devait
finir bien. Rien à faire ! Les petits soldats de plomb de mon fils tuèrent Vasco…
Et je me suis demandé s’il n’y a pas des choses maudites jusque dans leur représentation et
leur apparence les plus charmantes…
Je parle, bien entendu, des petits soldats de plomb de mon fils.
Georges Schehadé
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4. |
Stadium
00:13
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5. |
Chill
02:50
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What has never started never stop,
I’m stuck in a dolly world
Life worth much more living with a risk,
Oh god all the things I missed.
Is this so hard to realize
Kick your ass girl.
Planet Earth is turning without you,
So get on the groove, girl.
Easy contempt, so frustrated,
To put it in a nutshell my whole life is full of stuff.
Understanding, easy going,
I’m pissing in the stream not to struggle like the very devil.
I’m chilling, chilling,
I’m voluntarily preserved,
Chilling, chilling,
The whole world is getting on my nerves.
Is this so so hard to realize
Kick your ass girl.
Planet Earth is turning without you,
So get on the groove, girl.
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6. |
Le Fantôme
05:07
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This reminds me of a kingdom
All black and white.
Watch your head !
Souvenir from a broken bed.
It’s like we maximize our time.
Since the father is right,
Shoots from slow to fast.
Erotic power of the castle,
When we were lost,
You say your spell, the world is cancelled.
But the stones remain.
Curbs faking rebelling the line.
We mingle into a mess,
Making mine the rising of your chest.
Candy crushing on my blue screen,
Good way to forget that I’m thinking.
Follow the pink road, I’m a suburb babe,
And for the census I’m a suburb babe,
Fit in the column of the suburb graves,
Think I’m good for the suburb train.
But I crave for a kingdom.
I want a king it is the minimum.
His golden portrait in my living room,
Facing the sunrise.
Vitalize, vitalize me.
I wanna fight hard with an enemy.
They think they’re good, but they’re just passive.
Blue screen in the night.
I’m on my way home,
I need a warm glow.
Don’t be late for the TV show,
I’m under control.
Schedule is easy,
I’m in a city that sleeps,
And streetlights shining,
River shining.
Terrorize, terrorize me.
I feel your pressure, moving in my sleep.
A swiss life pleasure, for that is a stream.
I’ve made up my mind.
But i’m still home,
I need a warm glow.
Wasn’t late for the TV show,
I’m under control.
Schedule is easy,
I’m in a city that sleeps,
And streetlights shining,
River shining.
Terrorize, terrorize, terrorize me …
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7. |
Idée 1
01:54
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8. |
Cheerleader
02:54
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For you,
I crossed the city at night,
Sat on trains, saw the moonlight.
Man gaze, But I don’t care.
World a blaze,
Colors so fair.
With you,
For me was no sleep at night,
Worries when I was not in your arms,
Secrets
I couldn’t keep in my heart,
And fears, for hours, when you were not coming back.
I hope I’ll save the good time.
Don’t dare
To undermine what I felt, superpower.
You left me dazed and tired,
Hope you won’t forget neither.
I keep a tape as a souvenir.
I hold my breath when I’m at the rear.
For now I’m wretched and it’s always you.
Excessively busy, but what else can I do.
I hope I’ll save the good time.
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9. |
The Wildest
03:07
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She sure is the wildest.
She lives so fast,
That she might burn
What’s between us.
I am the last.
Wild instinct.
She likes to play with passion things.
So easily.
Easy.
She’s a kid, in a dangerous way.
She’s a kid, with make up on the face.
She wants to fight with the big girls,
Fight with the big,
I fear the plight,
But she’s not weak.
I hope she means it.
I hope she means it.
She’s not that kind,
But she’s a pretty little magnet.
It’s freaking me out,
A blondie goddess.
Freaking me out,
She runs the harvests.
B.L.O.N.D.
So much light,
Driving me crazy.
B.G.
I got to quit now,
She makes me sick now.
She sure is,
She sure is,
She sure is,
The wildest.
She sure is,
She sure is,
She sure is,
The wildest.
She sure is,
She sure is,
She sure is,
The wildest.
She’s almost real,
Black and white in paintings,
She makes me feel,
Lost.
She’s almost real,
Black and white in paintings,
She makes me feel,
Lost.
She sure is the wildest.
She lives so fast,
That she might burn
What’s between us.
I am the last.
She sure is the wildest.
She lives so fast that she might burn
What’s between us.
I am the last.
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10. |
A Legend
05:22
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You’re not alone
You’re not alone
Even if you miss your communist masters
You’re not alone
You smile but your dream is secretly broken
Your chance
Your chance
Your chance‘s not written on forgotten papers
Your task
At last
Was not to fight every motionless castle
It’s not too late to turn
Turn
Turn
Turn
It's not too late to turn
Turn
Turn
Turn
It’s not too late to turn
Backwards
Ever
Lost
Members
It ain't a dream
Faster
So sick
Roller coaster
White ink
And smoke
You’re living under pressure
Oh so much pressure
But for a while
Just forget it
As a fool but for real and please don’t always disappear, just
Look at me
You’re trying to get there
I’m trying to get you
Lay down on me
Lay down on me
Lay down on me, make yourself clear,
You thought you could build a legend
It’s not too late to turn
Turn
Turn
Turn
It’s not too late to turn
Turn
Turn
Turn
It’s not too late to turn.
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11. |
Cheerleader x8
04:11
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