I just got the Brazilian Girls cd. I'm posting the lyrics mostly for my reading tomorrow.
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?
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
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.
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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.
