Curren time Are we stuck flat on the EarthIn this chamber we have no keyI mean is there some differencesBetween a stone and meAnd what's about the cordial wreathWe assembled together I light a fire on the shoreAm I included in this shipmentYou see the whale breathingOn the horizon lineI'm gonna swim to the edgeOf... Lire la Suite →

Hurry Times : The Missing Piece What should I say when you say there's no hurryWhen you keep it on your sideWhat should I say when you always postpone meShall I keep it on my side You're not in a hurryYou're not in a hurry to see meAnd social time my loveHas nothing to do... Lire la Suite →

Behind the Glass I keep staying wonderingIf I’m right or wrongThe world is awaiting for this day to comeWhen you say helloWith a smile that burns my skinYou dance like you’re aloneBehind the glassYou sing like you’re really goneBehind this glass of lime Do you think I could make it trueMaking this poem come to... Lire la Suite →

En silence Alerte. Je suis possédé d’un souffle sans raison ni fin et dont personne absolument ne veut. Es-tu sur la banquise de mon ciel de fin d’août, bouleversant des lettres, en mols émoluments, sur ce fond de nuit chaude ? Je ne porte aucun drapeau, mes solitudes ont leurs couleurs et leur mystère suffisant.... Lire la Suite →

Désir Il faut écrire pour faire la lumière. Menacé par ses éclipses, l'esprit cherche le soleil avec une volonté sans fin. L'invention part d'un secret qui s'éclaire comme en fin de journée. La dignité haïssable, la peur est le grand saut, la force de la pensée, le désir pur.

A Lonely Night (pop tune) I spent a lonely night Swimming in my thoughts I was like a dolphin Maybe a cachalot (Oh yes I’m French)I spent a lonely night Upwards to the looming land I spent it half awakened In some old memories And all my dreams were right I just have to dismiss... Lire la Suite →

It’s written on my face I should leave it to dust And all the people I know I should leave tomorrow It’s not that I don’t love it’s not that I don’t trust All this burden is gold but I just have to go All the beauties I met in random museums Crossing the countryside... Lire la Suite →

Human Heart There’s a place in human heartWhere no one is missingWhere space and time ariseIn a perfect match And this place I knowUnfolds in the early morningWhen the garden welcomesAn unnamed bird singing There is a bend in human handWhere a guitar perfectly fitsIn a familiar shake and completeConfidence with the matter world This... Lire la Suite →

Windy Day It’s all winding today In the back streets near the cathedral I feel like I got to crawl All my mind chasing for some friend There’s no place in the world Get a coffee and have a rest I feel it’s burning in my chest A memory reset This lonely day grows to... Lire la Suite →

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