Allez, je lance la série « rapid », sans e. Tous les jours trois lignes sur quelqu’un ou quelque chose. La première (déjà lue, si « rapid ») était sur Lynch, normal. Demain : sur Carrère. Des bises. Mais suivez un peu !
A Song For The Lovers
Sometimes during summer 2020 Vocals : Julian Ferreira and Sébastien Pellé Guitars : Sébastien Pellé Copyright : Richard Ashcroft A Song For The Lovers
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 →
Another Planet
I Wanna Be Sitting in Your Dreams / Rock for Your Cheeks They say life is short On this lifetime rock You have no time to breathe At least last time I checked they were I want an extra time And a seat in your back I want to live it twice There’s no fear... Lire la Suite →
Full-Flight Simulator Who you’re talking aboutAnd who you’re talking toWhen it’s gone with the lastWord you said to the aircraft You gonna talk like a clownYou gonna talk for the foolsYou gonna fly in an empty skyYou’re practicing a flight simulatorA full-flight simulator The empty sky the empty nightThe day has come you haven’t sleepThe... Lire la Suite →
Fugitive Muse Hey early birdWhat you doing at my windowDid you know early birdDid you know that she would goShe left some hair on the floorShall I wipe themTell me more early friendShall I wipe them through the doorShall I destroy this place we camped inThis basement ground she escapedBlowing the courtyard behind herFor this... Lire la Suite →
Emotions Emotions do keep playingWith this mind of mindSo touchy with goddamnedFarewells Life is a stringStranded upon some nonsense gapLife is droppingNew babies on my laps Given what I’ve gotI must sayI am a lucky manGiven what I triedI must sayI won’t ever forget If you’ve gotOne spared hand in your backYou can just twist... Lire la Suite →
R upture J’imagine qu’au bout d’un moment Ce n’est plus que rupture Et rupture sur rupture ne racommode rien Le corps traverse les toiles En chute libre Filtre sur filtre Image sur image Comme s’attacher à ce qui s’attache déjà Rivet du rivet du rivet Qui s’arrache s’arrache s’arrache Contre une éternelle falaise J’imagine qu’au... 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 →
Poésie pour le Temps Courant / Poetry for Current Times 