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| ninou | | salutch | | Nouvelle tête |  |
|  Posté le 27-04-2005 à 14:18:11  
| quelle est la votre, la mienne est :
Cat Stevens
Father And Son
It's not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.
I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
To be calm when you've found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you've got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It's always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
It's not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them you know not me.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
et aussi
Laura Pausini
In assenza di te
Io come un albero nudo senza te
Senza foglie e radici ormai
Abbandonata così
Per rinascere mi servi qui non c'è una cosa che non ricordi noi
In questa casa perduta ormai
Mentre la neve va giù
È quasi Natale e tu non ci sei più
E mi manchi amore mio
Tu mi manchi come quando cerco Dio
E in assenza di te
Io ti vorrei per dirti che
Tu mi manchi amore mio
Il dolore è forte come un lungo addio
E l'assenza di te
È un vuoto dentro me
Perchè di noi
È rimasta l'anima
Ogni piega, ogni pagina
Se chiudo gli occhi sei qui
Che mi abbracci di nuovo così
E vedo noi stretti dentro noi
Allegati per non slegarsi mai
In ogni lacrima tu sarai per non dimenticarti mai
E mi manchi amore mio
Così tanto che ogni giorno muoio anchi'io
Ho bisogno di te
Di averti qui per dirti che
Tu mi manchi amore mio
Il dolore è freddo come un lungo addio
E in assenza di te
Il vuoto è dentro me
Tu mi manchi amore mio
E mi manchi come quando cerco Dio
Ho bisogno di te
Il vuoto è dentro me
Grido il bisogno di te
Perché non c'è più vita in me
Vivo in assenza in assenza di te
Message édité le 27-04-2005 à 14:20:11 par ninou
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Le comble de l'optimisme, c'est de rentrer dans un grand restaurant et compter sur la perle qu'on trouvera dans une huître pour payer la note!!! |
| | Didita | | Nouvelle tête |  |
| Posté le 27-04-2005 à 17:25:54 
| ARE YOU READY FOR LOVE interprétée par Elton John (son divin, faut l'entendre!)
Catch a star if you can
Wish for something special
Let it be me, my love is free
Sing a song to yourself
Think of someone listening
One melody, you're all for me
I'll write a symphony just for you and me
If you let me love you, I'll paint a masterpiece
Just for you to see
If you let me love you, let me love you
Are you ready, are you ready for love
Yes I am
Are you, are you ready, are you ready for love
Yes I am
Are you, are you ready, are you ready for love
You're the one like the sun
Shine your love around me
You'll always be the one for me
Say the word and I'll be there
Loving you forever
Don't let me go
Just say it's so
We'll hear the music ring from the mountain tops
To the valley below us
We'll serenade the world
With a lullaby so the angels will know us
Angels will know us
et aussi LEAVES THAT ARE GREEN de Simon and Garfunkel (de l'album Sounds of silence où y en a bcp de très belles, merci à un p'tit zozo de me l'avoir fait découvrir  )
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song.
I’m twenty-two now but I won’t be for long
Time hurries on.
And the leaves that are green turn to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.
Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl.
I held her close, but she faded in the night
Like a poem I meant to write.
And the leaves that are green turn to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.
I threw a pebble in a brook
And watched the ripples run away
And they never made a sound.
And the leaves that are green turned to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.
Hello, hello, hello, hello,
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye,
That’s all there is.
And the leaves that are green turned to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.
SHE'S LIKE THE WIND du boooo Patrick Swayze 
She's like the wind through my tree
She rides the night next to me
She leads me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun
She's taken my heart
But she deosn't know what she's done
Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a young old man with only a dream
Am I just fooling myself
That she'll stop the pain
Living without her
I'd go insane
bon je rajoute aussi MY GIRL des Temptations, qui est aussi très belle, chantée ensuite aussi par M. Jackson quand il était tt p'tit, ça donnait trop avec sa voix!
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.
When it's cold outside I've got the month of May.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).
I've got so much honey the bees envy me.
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooooh.
I don't need no money, fortune, or fame.
I've got all the riches baby one man can claim.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
with my girl.
I've even got the month of May
with my girl (fade)
edit Yaka: j'ai lu trop vite...  same on me 
edit Didita: lol ok, j'suis fan de Lennon qd même, ça me parraissait juste difficile à deviner de mon post
Message édité le 27-04-2005 à 17:53:13 par Didita
Message édité le 27-04-2005 à 21:17:18 par Didita
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| | canard psychopathe | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 27-04-2005 à 20:58:33
| river , vieille chanson de joni mitchell mais moi c'est la version chantée par robert downey jr qui me "meut............" (pour de vrai, ms ça faisait pathétique sinon  )
It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on
But it don't snow here
It stays pretty green
I'm going to make a lot of money
Then I'm gonna quit this crazy scene
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on
Oh I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on
I made my baby cry
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She tried hard to help me
And she put me at ease
Loved me so naughty
Made me weak in the knees
I wish I had a river I could skate away on
I'm so hard to handle
I'm selfish and I'm sad
Now I've gone and lost the best baby
That I ever had
I wish I had a river I could skate away on
Oh I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
Made my baby say goodbye
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It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
bon, évidemment yen a d'autres, mais la seule qui fasse concurrence c'est aussi amazing grace
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
T'was Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.
The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.
When we've been here a thousand years...
bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise...
then when we've first begun.
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
donc à l'origine en fait avant toutes les reprises c'est un folklore écossais du 19ème je crois
mais en gospel c'est mieux qd c'est chanté
disoulée, ms déjà ke je parle pas de ttes mes chansons préférées, ms je ne donne que celles "incontrolables"
donc the last one, barbara
Une petite cantate
Du bout des doigts
Obsédante et maladroite
Monte vers toi
Une petite cantate
Que nous jouions autrefois
Seule, je la joue, maladroite
Si, mi, la, ré, sol, do, fa
Cette petite cantate
Fa, sol, do, fa
N'était pas si maladroite
Quand c'était toi
Les notes couraient faciles
Heureuses au bout de tes doigts
Moi, j'étais là, malhabile
Si, mi, la, ré, sol, do, fa
Mais tu est partie, fragile
Vers l'au-delà
Et je reste, malhabile
Fa, sol, do, fa
Je te revois souriante
Assise à ce piano-là
Disant "bon, je joue, toi chante
Chante, chante-la pour moi"
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Oh mon amie, oh ma douce
Oh ma si petite à moi
Mon Dieu qu'elle est difficile
Cette cantate sans toi
Une petite prière
La, la, la, la
Avec mon cœur pour la faire
Et mes dix doigts
Une petite cantate
Mais sans un signe de croix
Quelle offense, Dieu le père
Il me le pardonnera
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Les anges, avec leur trompette
La jouerons, jouerons pour toi
Cette petite cantate
Qui monte vers toi
Cette petite cantate
Qui monte vers toi
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa...
oups! j'aurais aussi pu mettre mad world pcq je suis en train de rayer mon dvd de donnie darko depuis plusieurs mois en ne matant ke le moment de la chanson 
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| | Tourvelle | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 27-04-2005 à 21:02:34
| "j'en sais rien" de mathieu mendes
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On est couture ou on ne l'est pas
http://21.alloforum.com/ |
| | lucie | | Trust me I'm (almost) a lawyer | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 27-04-2005 à 21:05:33
| For No One - The Beatles (à ne pas écouter quand on est déprimé)
Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all the words of kindness linger on
When she no longer needs you
She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
You want her, you need her
And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
You think she needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him
Et sur le même excellentissime album ( Revolver ) : Here, There and Everywhere
To lead a better life I need my love to be here...
Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with the wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there
There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there
I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there
I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there
I will be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere
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Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans
Vous me connaissez mal, la même ardeur me brûle
Et le désir s'accroît quand les faits se reculent.
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| | The_Twins | | Screw you guys I'm going home | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 27-04-2005 à 23:43:29 
| I Will - Radiohead
I will
Lay me down
In a bunker
Underground
I won't let this happen to my children
Meet the real world coming out of your shell
With white elephants
Sitting ducks
I will
rise up
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes
India Song - Jeanne Moreau
Chanson,
Toi qui ne veux rien dire
Toi qui me parles d'elle
Et toi qui me dis tout
Ô, toi,
Que nous dansions ensemble
Toi qui me parlais d'elle
D'elle qui te chantait
Toi qui me parlais d'elle
De son nom oublié
De son corps, de mon corps
De cet amour là
De cet amour mort
Chanson,
De ma terre lointaine
Toi qui parleras d'elle
Maintenant disparue
Toi qui me parles d'elle
De son corps effacé
De ses nuits, de nos nuits
De ce désir là
De ce désir mort
Chanson,
Toi qui ne veux rien dire
Toi qui me parles d'elle
Et toi qui me dit tout
Et toi qui me dit tout
(tres tres bow, surtout le piano au début)
Message édité le 28-04-2005 à 00:03:04 par The_Twins
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| | Flow | | concept post | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 28-04-2005 à 02:20:27
| Radiohead everything in it's right place.
oui tout à sa bonne place et tous à notre bonne place comme si les personnes et les choses devaient etre à un endroit précis.
vision péssimiste :chacun reste dans son carcan on voit les choses en noir et blanc et on ne se comprend pas puisqu'on reste à nos places
Everything
Everything
Everything
Everything in its right place
In its right place
In its right place
In its right place
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Everything
Everything
Everything in its right place
In its right place
In its right place
In its right place
Right place
There are two colours in my head
There are two colours in my head
What, what is that you tried to say?
What, what was that you tried to say?
Tried to say
Tried to say
Tried to say
Tried to say
Everything in its right place
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| | louloublue | | candy perfume girl | | Nouvelle tête |  |
| Posté le 28-04-2005 à 11:04:54
| Ojos Asi de Shakira
Ayer conoci un cielo sin sol
Y un hombre sin suelo
Un santo en prision
Y una cancion triste sin dueño
Ya la he ya he ya la he
Y conoci tus ojos negros
Ya la he ya he ya la he
Y ahora si que no
Puedo vivir sin ellos yo
Le pido al cielo solo un deseo
Que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir
He recorrido ya el mundo entero
Y una cosa te vengo a decir
Viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut
Fui desde el norte hasta el polo sur
Y no encontré ojos asi
Como los que tienes tu
Viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut
Fui desde el norte hasta el polo sur
Y no encontré ojos asi
Como los que tienes tu
Ayer vi pasar una mujer
Debajo de su camello
Un rio de sal, un barco
Abandonado en el desierto
Ya la he ya he ya la he
Y vi pasar tus ojos negros
Ya la he ya he ya la he
Y ahora si que no
Puedo vivir sin ellos yo
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devenue Ishtar. |
| | Tourvelle | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 28-04-2005 à 21:16:40
| tt, je ne savais que tu aimais jeanne moreau
en effet cette chanson est magnifique
d'une melancolie d'une rare intensité
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On est couture ou on ne l'est pas
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| | Yaka | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 29-04-2005 à 00:25:23
| Michel Polnareff - Le Bal Des Laze
Je serai pendu demain matin
Ma vie n'était pas faite
Pour les châteaux
Tout est arrivé ce soir de juin
On donnait une fête
Dans le château
Dans le château de Laze
Le plus grand bal de Londres
Lord et Lady de Laze
Recevaient le grand monde
Diamants, rubis, topazes
Et blanches robes longues
Caché dans le jardin
Moi je serrais les poings
Je regardais danser
Jane et son fiancé.
Je serai pendu demain au jour
Dommage pour la fille
De ce château
Car je crois qu'elle aimait bien l'amour
Que l'on faisait tranquille
Loin du château
Dans le château de Laze
Pour les vingt ans de Jane
Lord et Lady de Laze
Avaient reçu la Reine
Moi le fou que l'on toise
Moi je crevais de haine
Caché dans le jardin
Moi je serrais les poings
Je regardais danser
Jane et son fiancé.
Je serai pendu demain matin
Ca fera quatre lignes
Dans les journaux
Je ne suis qu'un vulgaire assassin
Un vagabond indigne
De ce château
Dans le château de Laze
Peut-être bien que Jane
A l'heure où l'on m'écrase
Aura un peu de peine
Mais ma dernière phrase
Sera pour qu'on me plaigne
Puisqu'on va lui donner
Un autre fiancé
Et que je ne pourrai pas
Supprimer celui-là...
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Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit ! |
| | Maynard | | the outsider... | | Nouvelle tête |  |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 18:10:06
| Pet et The Outsider de A perfect circle (entre autres...), No Quarter de Led Zeppellin reprise par Tool et You and whose army ? ainsi que Pyramid song entre autres egalement par Radiohead
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| | Meatylily | | L'humour est 1 idiotie intelligent | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 18:44:17
| Alors c'est toujours la même, ses paroles me font toujours autant pleurer
Je suis venu vous voir de Mano Solo
Je suis venu vous voir avant de partir , y avait personne ça vaut mieux comme ça , je savais pas trop quoi vous dire , croyez pas que j'vous abandonne même si , encore une fois , je vous laisse le pire : les larmes qu'on verse sur la mort d'un homme .
Adieu mes amis , je m'srai bien battu encore , adieu mes amours , priez pour moi...
Toi que j'aime , que j'ai aimé , compagnon d'un jour ou d'une année , déjà tu sais que dans mon cœur même moisi flottent encore violence et tendresse ... mon existence ne tient pas qu'a ma graisse , je suis esprit avant dêtre un corp , je suis mort mais
rien n'est fini , il reste ma voix et bien peu d'écrits .
J'avais surtout une grande gueule pour chanter des chansons d'amour pour Paris , sur la ptite scène du Tourtour...
Mes amis , ne pleurez pas , le combat continue sans moi , tant que quelqu'un écoutera ma voix je serai vivant dans votre monde a la con ! avec du sang plein les orbites , et même du plastique sur la bite je vais sûrement être recalé a l'examen du grand sa
ge mais j'en profiterai quand même pour lui dire ce que j'en pense de l'existence , cette engeance , et s'il ne voit pas que je suis un ange alors qu'il change de boulot... et s'il veut , moi je prend sa place : y aura des filles et de la Ganja , des pass
ion sans limites , nous nous battrons des ailes et nous volerons bourrés , nous mangerons des pommes envenimées et nous cracherons le mal comme un pépin, nous serons sincères comme jamais et nous serons beaux pour ça ...
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On s'étonne trop de ce qu'on voit rarement et pas assez de ce qu'on voit tous les jours.
"je ne suis pas un pervers, je suis sale!" |
| | canard psychopathe | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 19:20:25
| bah c'est une chanson coup de coeur dont je viens de me rappeler mais alors le titre...........
bon, ya 3 phrases seulement dans la chanson, elle a déjà pas mal d'années, elle est plutôt connue, c'est une voix d'homme, très lente, genre un peu suicidaure (non, juste triste )
and no sunshine where she goes
........everytime she goes away
je vais chercher mais si qqn pouvait me sauver
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| | The_Twins | | Screw you guys I'm going home | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 19:23:28
| Bill withers - Ain't no sunshine ? c ce que j'ai trouvé avec google
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.
Wonder this time where she's gone,
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
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| | canard psychopathe | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 19:27:27
| ouai, donc d'un j'étais à l'ouest sur les paroles
et de 2..................TT je t'aimeuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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| | Belteral | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 08-05-2005 à 20:54:17
| J'en ai trois, toutes un peu dans le même style, simple, calme et un peu mélancolique.
Tout d'abord, NORWEGIAN WOOD des Beatles
I once had a girl,
or should I say,
she once had me.
She showed me her room,
isn’t it good,
norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair.
I sat on a rug,
biding my time,
drinking her wine.
We talked until two
and then she said,
it’s time for bed.
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke
I was alone,
this bird had flown.
So I lit a fire,
isn’t it good,
norwegian wood?
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Ensuite, GOING NOWHERE de Oasis
I hate the way that you’ve taken back
Everything you’ve given to me
And the way that you’d always say
That’s nothing to do with me
Different versions of many men
Come before you came
All their questions were similar
The answers just the same
I could do with a motor car, maybe a jaguar,
Maybe a plane or a day of fame
I wanna be a millionaire so can you take me there
Wanna be wild cos' my life’s so tame
Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, growing older in the rain
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Et enfin, BROADCAST de The Electric Soft Parade
Sometimes I feel so alone
I need something to hold
Hope swallows me whole
Time seems to fall
Well I sing for you wait for you
I'd kill for you
Help me out, see me through
I live for you
Hold me back sit me down
I'll follow you
Sometimes I feel so alone
I need something to hold
Hope swallows me whole
Time seems to fall
Well I sing for you wait for you
I'd kill for you
Help me out, see me through
I live for you
Hold me back sit me down
I'll follow you
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What is best in life ?
Crush the enemies, see them driven before you and hear the lamentations of their women.
That is good !
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| | Mason | | Saint Mason | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 09-05-2005 à 01:25:55
| Jimmy Soul - If You Wanna Be Happy
If you wanna be happy
For the rest of your life,
Never make a pretty woman your wife,
So from my personal point of view,
Get an ugly girl to marry you.
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall.
As soon as he marries her
Then she starts to do
The things that will break his heart.
But if you make an ugly woman your wife,
You'll be happy for the rest of your life,
An ugly woman cooks her meals on time,
She'll always give you peace of mind.
Don't let your friends say
You have no taste,
Go ahead and marry anyway,
Though her face is ugly,
Her eyes don't match,
Take it from me she's a better catch.
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Ce sont souvent les gens qui ont des casquettes à l'envers qui ont des idées lumineuses, il faut le savoir.
Fadela Amara |
| | milouche | | Nostalgic* du cOoL | | Nouvelle tête |  |
|  Posté le 09-05-2005 à 16:32:40
| Oasis- Don't Go Away
Cold and frosty morning there's not a lot to say
About the things caught in my mind
And as the day was dawning my plane flew away
With all the things caught in my mind
I don't wanna be there when you're ...
Coming down
I don't wanna be there when you hit the ground
So dont go away, say what you say
Say that you'll stay
Forever and a day ... In the time of my life
Cos I need more time, yes I need more time just to make things right
Damn my situation and the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind
Damn my education I can't find the words to say
With all the things caught in my mind
Me and you whats going on?
All we seem to know is how to show
The feelings that are wrong
Edit: Canard moi aussi j'aime bien cette chanson que tu as cité elle est dans Coup de Foudre à Notting Hill 
Message édité le 09-05-2005 à 16:33:45 par milouche
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L'architecture, c'est une tournure d'esprit et non un métier.
Le Corbusier |
| | Posté le 11-05-2005 à 13:11:09
| Bob DYLAN
Tangled Up in Blue
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,
Tangled up in blue.
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.
So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
Man in the long black coat
Crickets are chirpin', the water is high,
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry,
Window wide open, African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze.
Not a word of goodbye, not even a note,
She gone with the man
In the long black coat.
Somebody seem him hanging around
At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town.
He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask
If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask.
Somebody said from the Bible he'd quote
There was dust on the man
In the long black coat.
Preacher was a talkin', there's a sermon he gave,
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved,
You cannot depend on it to be your guide
When it's you who must keep it satisfied.
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat,
She gave her heart to the man
In the long black coat.
There are no mistakes in life some people say
It is true sometimes you can see it that way.
But people don't live or die, people just float.
She went with the man
In the long black coat.
There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June,
Tree trunks uprooted, 'neath the high crescent moon
Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force
Somebody is out there beating a dead horse.
She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote,
She gone with the man
In the long black coat.
It's alright, ma
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.
Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.
So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.
For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.
While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.
But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.
While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
ballad of a thin man
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
shelter from the storm
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Message édité le 11-05-2005 à 13:19:21 par Calvin
Message édité le 11-05-2005 à 13:21:28 par Calvin |
| | rapunzel | | Membre vétéran |  |
| Posté le 11-05-2005 à 20:28:01
| first day of my life de bright eyes :
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you had just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”
So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Then waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me
en + le clip est émouvant , tout ça , et voilà ... 
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| | The_Twins | | Screw you guys I'm going home | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 11-05-2005 à 21:10:56
| Un coup de coeur qui dure depuis déja bien longtps
Wandering Star - Portishead foncez tous les amateurs de trip hop c que du bonheur
Please could you stay awhile to share my grief
For its such a lovely day
To have to always feel this way
And the time that I will suffer less
Is when I never have to wake
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
... Those who have seen the needles eye, now tread
Like a husk, from which all that was, now has fled
And the masks, that the monsters wear
To feed, upon their prey
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
[INSTRUMENTAL]
(always) doubled up inside
Take awhile to shed my grief
(always) doubled up inside
Taunted, cruel.... ...
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
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apres que + indicatif |
| | Yaka | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 11-05-2005 à 21:16:02
| Jude / King Of Yesterday
Can you still remember
How it seemed that we could live forever in a lovers dream?
And falling was the best part but now you know the things you cling to
Your heart can start to grow.
You, you’re walking away.
I’ve been there now I know what to say... I’m the king of yesterday.
A silly little love song for myself.
It’s all I ever do you know I shine the shell.
A pretty little picture, the face of you.
You were my setting sun and now you’re every view.
You, you’re walking away
I’ve been there now I know what to say...
I’m the king of yesterday.
Why don’t, why don’t, why don’t you stay?
Why don’t you stay? why don’t you stay? why don’t you stay?
Take a little time, throw it on the line.
Let me believe that you believe in me.
Baby turn around, look at what I found.
You are the one that I want.
Take a little time, throw it on the line.
Let me believe that you believe in me.
Baby turn around, look at what I found.
You were the one that I wanted.
And someday I’ll be over on my own.
Believing all the legends of the loves I’ve known
And seeing you in summer the way we were when you were seventeen
You know I much preferred you walking away.
I’ve been here, now I know what to say
I’m the king of yesterday.
Why don’t, why don’t, why don’t you stay?
Why don’t you stay? why don’t you stay with me? stay.
Take a little time, throw it on the line.
Let me believe that you believe in me.
Baby turn around, look at what I found.
You are the one that I want.
Take a little time, throw it on the line.
Let me believe that you believe in me.
Baby turn around, look at what I found.
You were the one that I wanted.
You were the one that I wanted.
King of yesterday.
King of yesterday.
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Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit ! |
| | Yaka | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 13-05-2005 à 15:21:54
| Aqme_ Tout A Un Détail Près
J'ai cru voir en toi ce qui manque en moi
Amer constat des pleurs en guise de glas
Mais tout à un détail près
Un si grand vide en moi
Pardonne mes excès
Mais tout à un détail près
Laisse faire mon sombre instinct
Pour gagner le pire
J'entends encore ta voix
Les images se brouillent mais la tristesse...
Restera le pire ennemi ci-bas
Mais tout à un détail près
Un si grand vide en moi
Pardonne mes excès
Mais tout à un détail près
Laisse faire mon sombre instinct
Pour gagner le pire
J'essaye d'oublier mais je n'y parviens pas
Chaque moment passe
Chaque trace de ce passé ne s'efface pas
Je n'ai rien oublié
Je sais que ce n'est qu'un rêve
Auquel je suis accroché
Quoiqu'il en soit je ne peux t'oublier
Quoiqu'il en soit, qu'il en soit ainsi
Même les yeux fermés, les larmes ont coulé
J'espérais peut-être l'impossible
Je sais que j'ai mal agi
Mais tu ne m'as jamais compris
Jamais aidé, jamais pardonné
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Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit ! |
| | Mason | | Saint Mason | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 13-05-2005 à 15:28:13
| Dédicace à Haz 
Aqme - Si n'existe pas
A certains moments où rien ne va
Les choix se font à regret
Les questions se posent et commencent par "si"
Mais les réponses n'existent pas
Puisqu'il en a toujours été ainsi
On ne peut qu'en oublier la triste idée d'un choix dépassé
Le temps se perd "si" n'existe pas
Tous les remords n'y changeront rien
Le temps se perd "si" n'existe pas
Donc à présent le choix reste mien
Les année passent et j'ai appris à oublier
A effacer mes regrets
Pourtant certains de mes choix m'obsèdent
Me font penser aux alternatives
Mais rien n'y fait "si" n'existe pas
Le temps se perd "si" n'existe pas
Tous les remords n'y changeront rien
Le temps se perd "si" n'existe pas
Donc à présent le choix reste mien
Mais je sais quoi qu'il arrive
Pour chaque dilemne posé
Je dessinerai l'avenir
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Ce sont souvent les gens qui ont des casquettes à l'envers qui ont des idées lumineuses, il faut le savoir.
Fadela Amara |
| | canard psychopathe | | Membre vétéran | |
| Posté le 13-05-2005 à 18:09:33
| je trouve pas ça drôle moué 
surtout qd j'ai m'm pas le droit de faire des blagues ds le topic métalleux de mes fesses ultra protégé
bande de réac' 
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