Davanti a lui, tremava tutta Roma.

Be bop a lula.

Ooh la.

It's just the way you see the world.

Casimir Pulaski Day.

I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made

And the complications you could do without

When I kissed you on the mouth

I remember at Michael's house

In the living room when you kissed my neck

And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs

When your father found out what we did that night

And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside

With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied

And you told me not to follow you

In the morning when you finally go

In the morning in the winter shade

On the first of March on the holiday

I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory when he took our place

But he took my shoulders and he shook my face

And he takes and he takes and he takes

[Sufjan stevens]

La vie devant soi. [suite]

J'ai toujours rêvé d'avoir un trésor caché quelque part où il serait bien à l'abri de tout et que je pourrais découvrir chaque fois que j'avais besoin.

Romain Gary

La vie devant soi.

Monsieur Hamil m'avait souvent dit que le temps vient lentement du désert avec ses caravanes de chameaux et qu'il n'était pas pressé car il transportait l'éternité.

Romain Gary

Lhasa de Sela.

Hoy vuelvo a la frontera

Otra vez he de atravesar

Es el viento que me manda.

Llorando

Y no hay màs

muero quizas

Adonde estàs?

Soñando

de cara a la pared

se quema la ciudad

Soñando

sin respirar

te quiero amar

te quiero amar

Rezando

de cara a la pared

se hunde la ciudad

Il fait dimanche en bord de mer.

oeuvre de Arnaud Loumeau.

Un peu de soleil chaud, s.v.p?!

Amstramgram.

On s'en fou.

A little bit.

I'm too proud, for love

For with eyes shut

It's you I'm thinking of

But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me

Cause I don't know

Eye to eye

Theigh to Theigh

A little

I think I'm a little bit

Little bit

A little bit in love with you

But only if you're a little bit

Little bit Little bit

In lalalala love with me

And I will never ever be the first

To say it's still a, Game over.

Lykke Li.

Cat Empire.

Rhyme and reason
Reason and rhyme
We asked the old man
“What is the time?”
The time he said
“I do not know.
The clock stopped working some time ago”
“What a disaster” was our reply
“We don’t know if it’s 1 o’clock or half past 5”
The man kept talking things were fine
Looking at the sun he said
The time was for reason and rhyming

Reason and rhyme
Rhyme and reason
We asked the old lady “What is this season?”
The season she said
“You can’t be sure.
The weathers changed, can’t tell you any more”
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god what a thing!
We don’t know if it’s summer, autumn, winter or spring”
“But wait,” she said
“This might be pleasing.
The time has come for rhyming and rhyming and reason”

Rhyme and reason and destination
We ask ourselves, what is this nation?
This place they say is no mans land
And terra nullius is written in the sand
So what
With all these spaces
Can’t we be independent and combine the races
Well we will see what we can do
Like time and season
We’ll rhyme and then we’ll reason along