14 janvier au Metropolis .jeudi 24 septembre 2009
mercredi 23 septembre 2009
mardi 22 septembre 2009
Do you remember?
I n early September
You were lazy about it
You made me wait around
I was so crazy about you
I didn't mind
So I was late for class
I locked my bike to yours
It wasn't hard to find
You painted flowers on
Guess that I was afraid
That if you rode away
You might not roll back
My direction real soon
Well I was crazy about you then
And now the craziest thing of all
Over 10 years have gone by
And you're still mine
We're locked in time
Let's rewind
You were lazy about it
You made me wait around
I was so crazy about you
I didn't mind
So I was late for class
I locked my bike to yours
It wasn't hard to find
You painted flowers on
Guess that I was afraid
That if you rode away
You might not roll back
My direction real soon
Well I was crazy about you then
And now the craziest thing of all
Over 10 years have gone by
And you're still mine
We're locked in time
Let's rewind
Jack Johnson.
I'm sorry love I'll have to turn you down.
Arctic Monkeys I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs.
Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect,
I probably still adore you with you hand around my neck,
Or I did last time I checked.
Sur le fil.
Un vent de panique.
Une illusion, évidemment..
Pour longtemps une histoire imaginée, une épopée terminée,
Une réalité masquée...
Pourtant une vérité mystérieusement présente,
C'est dangereux.
Tout le monde le sait, mais personne ne peut rien y faire.
Une illusion, évidemment..
Pour longtemps une histoire imaginée, une épopée terminée,
Une réalité masquée...
Pourtant une vérité mystérieusement présente,
C'est dangereux.
Tout le monde le sait, mais personne ne peut rien y faire.
lundi 21 septembre 2009
Better together.
There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to door places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together
Jack Johnson.
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to door places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together
Jack Johnson.
dimanche 20 septembre 2009
je suis amoureuse de Brahms.
Johannes Brahms, charmant compositeur de la ville de Hamburg en Allemagne, né le 7 mai 1833. Il prend en sa possession la musique et la modèle sans crainte, ses compositions sont simplement magnifique, vivifiante et facile à chantonner.
Ça doit faire plus de 6 heures que j'écoute ses oeuvres musicales sans arrêt.
Ça doit faire plus de 6 heures que j'écoute ses oeuvres musicales sans arrêt.
Lucy.
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