- Homme
Donne – l’impression d’un pêtit bon homme
Si tes raisons sont bonnes, come on,
Prends ton temps et le mien,
Car j’y tiens. Prends, la vitesse d’un vrai hurragan
L’altitude de quelqu’un qui connait son coeur
Car en somme, c’etait fun.
J’ai plus peur, Homme,
Homme sauvage
Homme, Ta cage j’abandonne
Homme… Ments, puisque savoir mentir c’est un don,
Donne moi un baiser sur le front puis ments,
Ments encore, mi corazon..
Je te pardonne, Sents, Finalement le son de mes mots,
éphemere comme le temps,
T’a ratrappé,
Écouter aussi c’est un don,
Et comprendre… Homme - Don't Stop
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Playing hard to get when we're together
Hard to get there on your own
When will you ever come to conscience
I'll let you be alone
You never had it better
Than when I was with you, baby
Scumback to earth, let's drink some tea and smoke some herb
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Now I know it takes three balls to juggle
50 cents of humour's worth
When and how did I become my mother
Am I getting on your nerves?
Lets just not talk about it and fill the blanks with space
Go to the park later
Get some, Ice cream
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't
Don't
Just keep on going
Just keep on going
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Stop - Lazy Lover
Lazy Lover ooooh ooooh ooooh
Lazy Lover, Casanova
You roll over when I want more
I want more… Oooh ooooh ooooh Aaaaah aaaaahh
Lazy Lover, Casanova
Why bother, there’s so much love
So much love, So much love,
So much love Why bother ?
Lazy Lover, Lazy, Lazy, Lover
Speaking Italian "Ma sará possibile che sei ancora stanco, ma di che?
Lazy Lover - Sirenes De La Fete
Allons-y!
Faisons un tour á la tour eiffel, á rencontrer cette japonaise,
tres tres belle.
Dans la main une camera en plastique, ces chaussures dernier cri,
On lui dit, You're tres chic.
On l'emmene, sûr une isle au millieu de la seine, virtuelle de cette nuit,
Cette nuit mortelle, on la prend,
On la prend par la main, et on commence.
Laisse rentrer la lumiere dans ta tête, sors tout-ce que t'as dedans, dis-moi quelque chose de Grand, concentre-toi, t'entends les sirenes de la fête? Tu sais c'que j'en pense, moi?
Je veux me reveiller, me reveiller avec toi!
On va danser á poile dans les rêves des tous les garçons, voler d'étoile en
étoile, sur le dos d'un dragon,
Dans les bras de la lune, on peut tout oublier, mais dans ce paradis, on
Risque de s'ennuyer... t'endends les sirenes, les sirenes de la fete,
Tu sais ce que j'en pense....
Je veux me reveiller... - Corner Store
Around the corner a different world
Conversation overheard ohhhh
Between a man and a saxophone
Saxophone and mister drunk and stoned ohhh
He only knows one melody
You know which one I mean
I drop some change in his hat and leave.
Walk into the corner store
Through neon signs and revolving doors..ohooh
As if just to add to the atmosphere
The man behind the counter has a snow white beard
That goes all the way down to the floor
I like the music on the radio
You know which one I mean
And this is how it goes: Da da, da da, da da da
(Horns playing)
Outside on the public phone
There he is again.
Mister drunk and stoned
He’s got no money but a golden smile
Sidewalk torero wave me by ohhhh
I’m whistling his melody
You know which one I mean
Suddenly he stops playing
And looks at me
And the band goes Da da, da da, da da da
(Horns playing) Humming - Long
How long can you be walking on eggshells
And breathe in thin air
Get yourself ready for departure when you're already there
Longer than the wall of china
Longer than longing for love
Longer than your panthomime when the audience is bored
How can you tip toe to the exit with your tapping shoes on?
Listen to yourself when your cell phone rings and the radio’s on?
Longer than your hair in the 80’s
Longer than the long run
Longer than the longest winter
Longer than long
How can you dance on the battlefield with your Sunday clothes on?
How long can you can you go along with this shit with a straight face on?
Longer than these walls of China
Longer than you know what
Longer than the weakest picture
Longer than long Come on So long - Pussy
She’s a face in the kraut
Looking right through you
As if she knew you
Better than you know yourself
What does she know about the things that you know?
That you go through only in a day?
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
She caught you walking about in a frozen desert
From the tip of the iceberg, you slip and fall
Falling through the clouds
Of your fata morgana
In the lap of your mama you land
She’ll understand
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
If you start looking around you
You know there’s no pretending
‘Cause how you twist and bend it
She’s the perfect tout
Leave everyone spellbound when she mixes and blends it.
‘Cause the message she’s sending is:
She’s ready to sell out.
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy (How much do you need)
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy (How much do you need)
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy - Die Gedanken Sind Frei
Die Gedanken sind frei, wer kann sie erraten?
Sie fliegen vorbei, wie nächtliche Schatten
Kein Mensch kann sie wissen, kein Jäger erschießen
Es bleibet dabei: Die Gedanken sind Frei!
Ich denke was ich will und was mich beglücket
Alles in der Still', und wie es sich schicket
Mein Wunsch mein Begehren, kann niemand verwehren
Denn es bleibet dabei: Die Gedanken sind Frei!
Und sperrt man mich ein in finstere Kerker
Ich spotte der pein und menschlicher werke
Denn meine Gedanken zerreissen die Schranken
Und die Mauern entzwei, Die Gedanken sind frei! - All We Have
The Scary Tale on this day Leads us on
What can I say? How naïve, this cliché
The pulse goes on
The end we anticipate.
Some story ends and hurray
Summer begins, what can I say
Call it nature, Call it Fate
How we love to exaggerate
Think of one of your on own reasons why
We are bound, yet alone, just passing by
All we have to give
All we have
All we have to forgive
Swaying to this song
Tonight
Think of one of your own recent tries
We are bound to forget in no time
Think of one of yours gone, for some time
We are to bound to return
Look into my eyes
All we have to give
All we have to forgive All we have to give
All we have
All we have to forgive
All we have, we have - Dance Till The Morning Sun
This is real, this is glam.
This is the real glam electro.
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance
Keep walking down the line
I am waiting for you
I will call to see where you could be
I remember when
I could hear the wind
This time, we will come away as one
As one Come away as one
I am waiting for you and I
To dance till the Morning Sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance, Dance This is real, this is glam
This is the real glam electro When you start to feel
Love is coming around again
Then you won’t run away anymore
Dance Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance,
Sun
Till the morning sun Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance - Me Gustas Cuando Callas
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente,
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente,
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
Y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
Emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.
Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,
Y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.
Y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.
Ooooohhhh
Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
Déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.
Ooooohhhh
Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
Claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Ooooohhhh
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto - Ships In The Night
Now that your leave is over
Let’s down our drinks and say goodnight
to this illusion
Bell-bottom Casanova
The silhouettes that pass us by
Are ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night, in the night
When you alight, mein Lieber
Whether its Hamburg or New york
I’ll still be sleeping
Look in your wallet all you’ll find
A little note I’ve left behind
Oh, I hope you don’t mind
We’re Ships in the night
Ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night
This cd is very eclectic, hitting a wide variety of styles. Some tracks are far better than others, but definately worth a listen.
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