This Is How We Jump Because sometimes the reasons we have to love Are the reason why we can’t The two faces of the climb Sometimes don’t fit with each other Sometimes it’s about a second in advance And we fall from the highest cliff endlessly But this is how we jump And we are... Lire la Suite →
Flesh and Bones Extracted from the middle of nowhereI’m bugging and bugging againCan you see this shadow is not mineCan you hear me talking with this tongue from the skyRuthless and fireI join my hands to pray you to stayCasting the last time we put it on stageI had this fellow clown in my backOh... Lire la Suite →
Miniature Carousel
Miniature Carousel Like a shelter in timeI put the ladder asideI see a split in this pictureThe temptation of nostalgiaI surely climb out of depthOn the next rung I miss a stepYou go in circles spinning in placeIn a miniature carousel Is it a land I can seeThrough the crack in the wallI feel so... Lire la Suite →
Capital City
Capital City And if I play this songIt’s like I'm suddenlyBroken insideI’m sure you seeCause I’m leavingThe capital city I miss one stepTo whereverI was climbingAll my insideIs made of cloudsI have to pickThe next colourThis one is darkThis one is justFull of this light of departure Cause I’m leavingThe capital cityBack to the suburbsBack... Lire la Suite →
Memory Board / Auf Spitzen
Memory Board / Auf Spitzen, 27th of December 20.
Memory Board/Auf Spitzen
Memory Board/Auf Spitzen It’s crock and knees and brooks and tearsIt’s cork and breeze torments and fearsLet us see spikes and kite and knightsRandomly spread out on the sheetKnitted in some curtain of nightCan't see the canvas but bet it’s rottenBugs and woodworms larvae you name itLet us celebrate some invisible tragedyShakespeare was born in... Lire la Suite →
trois versions du même poème/three versions of the same poem/drei Versionen desselben Gedichts
trois versions du même poème/three versions of the same poem/drei Versionen desselben Gedichts Je trouve ça drôle ces traductions en ligne. Celles-ci sont plutôt pas mal, on voit le texte autrement. J’ai été amusé par exemple que le jeu de mots du dernier vers disparaisse au profit d’un sens que je n’avais pas complétement en... Lire la Suite →
Fishermen at Sea
Fishermen at Sea Are we still afloat in the wide open seaCan we see one's fellow not too far from one's sightCan you still reach my hand with some accuracyWill your shoulder by mine lean against this long night Under the dark sky let us raise our tempestsWe must be brave together to form a... Lire la Suite →
A Bird in a Cage Can’t Feel the Wind
A Bird in a Cage Can’t Feel the Wind A blossom fall is the measure upA lonely tune is a miseryI can lose myself in a lonely roomI can easily fall off my treesLike a flower in a caveLike a bird in a cage I can’t feel the wind I’ve been waiting for the sun... Lire la Suite →
Discours enfantin (pour de vrai) – spécial Noël
Discours enfantin (pour de vrai) Si la parole m’était donnéeQue tu arrivais à point nomméJ’écrirais avec un bouchonBrûlé sur un bout de cartonUn point-virgule au chalumeauJ’emploierai un ou deux mots de tropUne rature au point de ruptureEt trois autres en suspension Je dirais à qui veut bien l’entendreCanicule ou gel à pierre fendreSans la moindre... Lire la Suite →
Christopher-Thomas the Saint
Christopher-Thomas the Saint I still believe in the ancient world This is my doom they say I have to work on it Does the ancient world still believe in me I bet you do I still believe there is no clue If I’m right or wrong Or alive in a tomb This desert is my... Lire la Suite →
Thomas the Saint
Thomas the Saint I still believe in the ancient worldThis is my doomDoes the ancient world still believe in meI bet you doI still believe there is no clueIf I’m right or wrongOr alive in a tombMy desert my own private landscape I knew a guy he was a cloudHe patronized with a Russian nameBabouchka... Lire la Suite →
Crocodile Tears Blues
Crocodile Tears Blues Because I got those bluesIt doesn’t mean I’m darkLike a contempted moonI’m shining all inside Coal as to be compressedTo become a diamondIt takes couples of yearsTo really find a smile Oh please don’t glow for nothingPlease don’t expand your loveIn this desert of timesYou sould not swim in this poolThere's a... Lire la Suite →
A Dream Told Me
A Dream Told Me The sweat has dripped for nothingBut to swamp the sheetsA dream told meI was afraid to meet Furthermore all the shapesOf this demon of yoursLightness as heavy as stoneA dream told meI was stuck to my bone Many stand in the crowdJust one but he traps youAnd he touches with his... Lire la Suite →
My Hometown Disappeared in my Back
My Hometown Disappeared in my Back The best idea the one I don’t want to embrace When I’m tired to death when I sudden get low And when I feel my face is drowning with the flow Infinity is always slow empty shadow empty burden Under the bridge the time has stopped to make it... Lire la Suite →
Volcano
Don't do art it's too lateThe sun is setting down behind the black curtainAnd if you feel any passionPlease go hide yourself in some cave of your mind It's too late to make the differenceAny pretention has to stand to the wallIt's too late to think you're bornAny ambition will be shot in the back... Lire la Suite →
Cornucopia Oh yes I’m ruining the world Every word I say is like a pickpocket crooked hand If you raise the curtain You will see how such indecency Is in my mind I don’t say I don’t believe in I don’t say I’m not waiting for some light Simply my world is inhabited by seeches... Lire la Suite →
Remorse
Remorse A limitation date An expiration time Our debts are standing there A yoghurt in the fridgeI search for a button Blow them up one for all A riot in the street Is crossing my window I hear sounds of fury Drilling bones through my wallIs it our current times We can’t forget ourselves We... Lire la Suite →
Just Slap it Down
Just Slap it Down This pretention to be someone Just slap it downThis foolish eager to exist Just slap it down This ambition to be applauded By everyone Even the ones that you despiseUnder your chestOn the blackest side of your mindJust right in timeJust pack your things and heat the road You're just an... Lire la Suite →
Ghosts in Underwear
Ghost In Underwear I'm seeing ghosts in underwearThe wind's battering the shutterOf a single tower windowSometimes I live in a manor in a prison cell of my mindMy lonely prison full of ghostsIn underwear Cause you can't fix everything for lifeThere is no words to keep awayThings that can hurt things that can digBig holes... Lire la Suite →
Can You Hear Me
Can You Hear Me I feel free I'm deliveredBut still I've a stone rambling on in my sackWhat does it meanShould I stay quiet If I am not a Saint am I allowed to talkTo anyoneI have no seeblingTo anyone who trust meI have no friend Let's talk about the stoneLet's talk what it is... Lire la Suite →
It’s All Coming Down It’s all coming downBut we can dig this spaceIt’s all coming downI feel there is some graceIt’s all coming downTo be deprived from your coreIt’s all coming downI believe we want more It’s all coming downBut we also want the sameIt’s all coming downAre we the ones to blameIt’s all coming... Lire la Suite →
The Leather Scale On the leather scale I would drop my jacket in the river On the leaher scale I would drop my skin and no horizon Nothing to expect I dropped myself And humanity is just an audience Ready to clap But most of all is just ready to blame I’m like a glove... Lire la Suite →
The Ocean is Rising / courtesy of Lucy The world has been shared the world is owned It’s a perpetual rehearsal of of the grapes of wrath But I have no land to be spoiled of It’s only me And some astrology What a crazy idea to be born in such a parody We talk... Lire la Suite →
Empty Canon
Empty Canon Oh yeah I jumped semi consciously In a bunch of flames or in a spiky bush I was stranded in some poetical air I didn’t feel any background in my backI was supposed to be pinned onOh yeah let’s announce some harrow I’m the best candidate to be called a mean shadow Oh... Lire la Suite →
Plumed in the Distance /Life is Breakfast Life is breakfast I could extend this moment to the end of my life Grapes are my thoughts pumping on the table and rolling to the edge Can you think of a more cheerful and heartwarming present than a plate of scrambled eggs Slow movement for a scene... Lire la Suite →
The Bridge
The Bridge If you walk by the bridge like you walk in the air The sky as a mirror to the river flowing belowTerrors and joys are merging in the whirl And there is no colour though they’re all in the spinDo not name anything if you still want to breath Do not count your... Lire la Suite →
Drooling In The Dark (Ouroboros) Fortunately a comet has no consciousness of itselfI’m drilling in the dark like a wormAnd I expect no light at the endMy head is full my body collapsedWhen I walk I feel like I’m not moving further at allIs it a bar or a hotel and the rain in the... Lire la Suite →
Sorry (Courtesy) Sorry but I don’t live in this world I know it sounds like a courtesy But I’m not saying so you excuse me I’m far beyond all apologies Spiders on wall are just a game Mine is darker than any angel That felt from the sky I feel ashame cause I am no... Lire la Suite →
It’s No Fairy Tale
It's No Fairy Tale Sometimes your face crosses my mind And I’m fifteen year old again I feel Sometimes it’s a shade on your arm Sometimes your hair blows in my headAll the bad thoughts are gone And you know I’m using a lot All the shadows and that deep coal That stuck me glued... Lire la Suite →
LA MENTION VAUT L'USAGE / The lady doth protest too much, methinks. — O, but she’ll keep her word. (Hamlet) 