Hommage to 2Pac and BIG

*on this very date ine the year 1996 a giant of music was shot dead Tupac Shakur, a few months later Notorious BIG was murder. This is an hommage to the two legends that left us too quickly. May their talents and skills live forever.

In this date where the East met the West

By the speed of bullets

Legends were born

And the fight begun

Monsters of a movement

were born and died at the same moment

And violence reached a peak

Some swear to never repeat

Make our movement peaceful again

remember the roots of those mens

Who spilled the blood

And started the flood

Music should prevail

Indeed peace unvail

We are all brothers

Who should protect against others

And it cost us talents

It cost us moments

That we will never get back

And a reputation that was sack

.

Mes ancêtres diluée dans un guerre de tranchée

Les langues s'entremelent nous transformant en ennemis

Tandis que nos mots et nos langues nous sépare

Nous oublions nos origines commune de révolution passé

lueur du matin

La lueur du jour n'est pas encore levée

Que déjà mes yeux sont éveillé

Dans le silence d'un jour qui n'est pas encore

Le froid de la solitude, c'est la mort

Touché mélancolique de couverture gelée

Fixant l'oreiller vide à mes cotés

Le silence d'un matin solitaire

Et la journée reste a faire

Les pleures comme un torrent

J'avais souffert ainsi il y a longtemps

La tête comme un pression constante

Je revois mes erreurs latente

Le vide au coeur

Est-ce déjà l'heure?

L'enveloppe de mon corps se lève

Et mes veines se vident de leurs sèvent.

the text

You took something in me

And I’ll never get it back

Feeling it only in your embrace

Living only in their expectations

And took my heart

On a divine night

Now im just the shelf

That carry it around

I tought i’d never find this again

Swore on myself to never get caught up again

But here it is here I am

Lost in the web of your charms

Destroy me or feed me

I long lost control of me

And while you think and sway

I hurt and love everyday

Who was I kidding

When I left you darling

For me there is no more redemption

It is you who got my attention

I had lost myself in you

Way before I met you

And I’ve been called a fool for this

But I know, it’s you i’ve always missed

Forgive me for loving too much

I can’t help but crave your touch

Never been cast away before

And with you I always want more

Infatuated by the goddess of my dream

Your lips are for me a stream

Where I baith in blissfulness

And wait for your next caress

I’ve hurt you in such a way

Something i’ve never tought i,d have to say

That our life hurt me

That our love is killing me

Unknown path for both of us

We got scared of lust

Our attraction deeper than magic

The ride so hard that i got sick

I’ve unlearned how to be without you

When away uniting again is all I want to do

Life is a game I dare not play

If your not my partner along the way

Please stop pushing me

And finally let us be

Enough with both of our past

Let’s build a future that’s gonna last

words

As my heart failed to graps the meaning of these words

As my life, in front of me smile and go away

My hapiness goes on a long trip and will not be back without you

Dry smile betraying the true deepness in my look

It's not profond meaning but total emptyness

I cannot find myself, even in a mirror

Fleeing into numbness, even that feels better than consciousness

Silence hurts, words too!

Not sure wich one I prefer anymore.

Brûlé

Dans la foulée de la mort ambrée

S'embrase les mots du coeur

Noircie du carbone des passions passé

Asséchée du fiel des douleurs

Fleurs fânées par trop de caresses

Les bourgeons d'un nouveau printemps

Perdent déjà leurs couleurs

Les bouquets séché seront mon cerceuil

Les claires de lunes m'auront coutés

De sommeil et d'espoirs

Et lorsque je rêvais de paradis

C'est dans vos yeux que je voyais les anges

a Thanks to the soldiers

Men's and women's who carry the flags

Standing proud and strong while others brags

Filling a duty only a few have the courage too

Only a handful are brave enough too

While the critics pour on your duty

You still protecting our liberty

Paying the high price for our free speech

Even when to you we preach

I thank you all you soldiers

Carrying those orders

From the very people that blame you

For that I thank you.

IT

Entering within myself

I see the nightmare come once again

The past is present

In rush of resent

I construct my fortress

I hide my distress

No one should see

All should stay in me

In a hope of a confession

I've lost my passion

And I think too much

Of all things and such

Hide me in the darkness

My spleen, my sweetness

I shall take shelter

In your embrace my elder

And when i finally break free

How much is gonna have been lost of me

Dreams, hopes and everything shattered

Even without a fight it's coward

Lost in myself is the will to do

Because nothing was gonna bring me back I knew

This was IT

or that was it.

Quote

''during my study of rap music, I discovered taht people who react negatively to this music are often unable to decode it's lyrics, style and message.''

- Cheryl K. Eyes -

grasping coldness

Tears fall down my face

like an uncontrolable stream

Flooding all clarity

And the sense of logic with it

As I lay restless in my cold bed

I fix the ceiling

No warmth could make this go away

No light could make me see clear

Soul dancing with oh so dark idea

Head fighting to keep and stay strong

My forces are slowly diming

to a point where I don't feel them anymore

My cold, even in this heat

is stronger than a million flames

But that cold comes with a price

The one of perpetual darkness

Where's my path?

I've lost a part of me

That I can't find back

And from a distance I try to grasp

the power of music

The power of music over the soul is so great. A sad song will accompany you when you feel no one elses is there for you. A small riff, a quick sentence... only a few words written on a piece of paper can make the all difference.... make you feel like somebody somewhere understand or has understand you and yet still make you feel like it's a personnal thing. When I listen its to seek sorrow and in that sorrow i find music is the ultimate comfort... It's almost impossible how something so metaphysical can practicly cuddle you to make you feel better. Just like a distant friends that always find the right words to make you feel better, there's always the right tunes somewhere to make you feel better too. Music is my lover, like a lady that ask for nothing and gives everything... i feel almost bad too take so much from her... but at the same time so gratefull that she's there with me... wrapping me in her sweet lullaby and rocking my body like I was a kid again. It doesn't remove the cold but it does make it more likeable.

auto-spleen

Je flotte dans un irréel cauchemars

Qui me porte entre rêves et réalité

Modifiant mes gouts et mes envies

Changeant mon sourrire pour une larme

Dans l'espace d'un moment je sens le monde basculer

Et le temps se rétracter

Je sens que tout glisse

Que tout me pèse

Et instantanément je vols

Et lorsque ma passion n'est plus

Lorsque ce feu qui brule s'éteind

Que reste-t-il de moi?

Ne suis-je que passion

Ou y a t'il plus de substance derrière moi

Quand je sens le monde se dérobé sous mes pieds

Ou vont mes prières pieuse?

Les gouts et les saveurs qui s'altère

Comme pour fuir l'immobilisme

Je suis en paix avec moi meme

Peu etre un peu trop

M'ennuirais-je du combat de jadis?

Dans la pénombre de ma chambre

C'est dans le froid de mon ame que je me glisse

Ou est partie le printemps de mes espoirs?

Dans un délire immense j'écris

Je cherche les mots

Qui mettront un terme a mon spleen

Mais mon spleen n'a pas de terme il est en moi

Partie intégrante de ma chère et de mon sang

Ce dernier qui me prend a vouloir voir couler

Et la confusion règne... pourquoi j'aime cette noirceur

Je l'embrasse comme une amante que je n'ai jamais quitté

Comme si c'était la dernière densité qui me restait...

J'essuis mes gouttes salées

Puis recommence.

Not that strong.

From deep inside me

Is this what it's like to be free?

Numb in mind

Forbiden to find?

Redemption of a shattered dream

From wich I was getting all my steam

And now that the pieces have fallen to the ground

That the time won that round...

And oh this pain from the past

Oh so dark and so fast

It was in a distant memory

And as now come back to haunt me

I've been down that road before

And I don't know if I can take more

Not as strong

Not as strong...

...

Je m'en peu plus de ne pu me pouvoir de toi.

Fleur

La fleur qui éclos trop tôt

Brule de son odeur mes narines

Parfum de désir nouveau

Mon cerveau se perd dans les senteurs fines

Enivre moi pétales

Chavire moi de ton arômes sublime

Et lorsque je m'affale

Je goute ton nectar rarissime

wild cat

Pacing my cage like a trap cat

I scream in a silence oh so black

Watching liberty on the other side

I can't help but let my mind glide

And im furious and angry

Rage filling me up

Not leaving one drop empty

All world is lit up

Let me break away

Let me do it my way

I see my mate over there

Passion in one glare

I'm a wild animal

Passionate to the core

That statement is final

And by the end i'll want more

Don't try to tame me

I can only be free

And when i'm done trying

It's cuz i'll be dying

Billy Bragg - A New England

''I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend''

la nuit sans fin...

Une parole envolée sans attente

Et les yeux se figent

L'intimité au milieu de la foule

Une entreinte plus longue

Faux départ

Fausse impression

Basé sans trop savoir pourquoi

sur un moment trop court

Hypnotiser doucement

Comme une berceuse

regardant pour la premiere fois

voyons plus loins que les apparences

Confidences, paroles, gout de sucre

Ni trop chaud, ni trop froid

Vent de juin caressant nos peaux chastes

J'entrevois toi qui me voit moi

Et les lettres s'embalent

En parlant d'elle meme

Choc d'idée apréhendée

Ce transforme en une étrange complicité

Et avec les premiers rayons du soleils

Les yeux qui disent plus que les mots

Et ils s'aprennent

Ne pas dormir pour ne pas mourrir.

caramel et ébène

L'encre que je fixe
Qui me transperce l'âme
Et je me perd dans cette noirceur
Dans la beauté de cette brillance

Pendant longtemps je l'es vue
Sans jamais vraiment voir
Maintenant avec le recul
Je ne peux faire autrement

Le caramel m'ennivre
Les odeurs s'y mélange
Et dans ma mains le trésor
Que je ne croyais plus revoir

Lèvres chaste de mes jours lointain
Ma tête explose de souvenirs et de futur
Dans cette symphonie de confusion
Je me demande ce qui ce cache derrière...

Le soleil et la lune

La lune si noir et si froide

Dans la pénombre ce cache

Dans la noirceur ce protège

Et qui pourtant a besoin du soleil pour briller

Le soleil si lumineux et si chaud

Dans l'aveuglement ce cace

Dans l'éblouissement ce protège

Et pourtant qui a besoin de la lune pour ne pas bruler

Dans cette danse folle autour du monde

Pendant que l'un court

L'autre ce sauve

Et bientot les roles s'inversent

Maintenant, l'un face a l'autre

L'envi d'un gros big bang

Un absorbant l'autre

Créant dans un éclair un trou noir

La lune qui veut être soleil

La lune qui cherche la chaleur

Et qui dans cette lumière

Veut se perdre et s'engouffrer

Le soleil qui illumine

Le soleil qui veut son ombre

Et qui dans cette noirceur

Ce repose les yeux

Le souvenirs d'avant la course

Lorsqu'ils n'étaient qu'eux deux

Remonte des larmes de nostalgie

Mais aussi de bien être présent

Dans une fable

Dans une autre histoire

Ils finirent heureux

A jouer a cache cache.

take me

Bliss
i wanna be blissed
someone take my hand
Drag me down
Drag me up
i want to get lost
I wanna get brought back
i wanna see another light
or another color of darkness
I need you to need me
where are you ?
hands reaching for you
My breath taken
I'm speechless but my eyes screams
but you can't see
oh no you can't
I'll drown myself in that need of you
and with my life bleeding away
i will whisper your name with my last pulse
take me away oh please
the emptyness is a bliss
take me with you i want to breath you
where are you i need you
take me with you
drag me down
or drag me up
but oh please take me.

Evo.

l'attente légitime
les besoins intimes
Est-ce toi qui me prive
ou moi qui s'ennivre

Je vois ma vie
Je vois la tienne
Ne comprend pas ce qui coule dans mes veines
Cherche le sens de ma vie

Lorsque j'attend
Lorsque loin de toi
Je vois moi
avec le recul je vois mes moments

Ma tête cherche la relation
Mon coeur cherche tes attentes
Et je ne vois ni mes ambitions
Ni d'évolution lente

glimpse

A glimpse of paleness
Skins too white to be real
Like a drop of moon light
over that slenderness

I see you sticking out in the crowd
In the middle of all those people
You above all stand out
So luscious, so unreal

And in the middle of that sun
That part of night walking, smiling
You were just a blur in my day
That made it worthy

And tonight while I go to bed
there is a part of me that will meet you
And get to know you
And then just like you came, forget you

condamné

Le souvenir de ton sourire
S’éloigne de mon souvenir
Comme le remoue de la mer
Victime de notre laissé faire

Je vois au loin ce que nous fumes
Et mon amour intact que j’assume
Mais toi au large de moi
Est-ce que tu y crois?

Je vis seul dans l’espoir de notre futur
Vivant de ce que jadis nous furs
Mais je vois bien
Quel est notre destin

Pourquoi t’ais-je rencontré
Pourquoi nous sommes nous amouraché?
J’ai mal de ton absence
Et de ta facilité a la distance

J’apprend que je ne suis pas moi
Comment puis-je l’être sans toi
Je fais fausse route
Et mon esprit ce voute

J’ai les papillons des débuts
Dans la nervosité d’y avoir trop crue
Ce qui était l’excitation des premiers instants
Est maintenant celle de la crainte des derniers moments

J’en lise dans cette reflexion
Me confond en erreur et trahis ma passion
Je suis condamné a t’aimer
Et condamné a etre blessé.

Dashboard Confesionnal - A plain Morning

It's yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
and my hope is feeling worn.
I'm missing home,
and I'm glad you're not a part of this,
there's parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me,
so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
and it feels like.

It's colder than it ought to be in March
and I still got a day or two ahead of me
till I'll be heading home,
into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn't make it easier.
It doesn't make it easier to be away.(to be away)

I'd like to hire a plane.(a plane)
I'd see you in the morning, (morning)
when the day is fresh.
I'm coming home again. (I'm coming home again)
Coming home again. (again)
Coming home again. (again)
When the day is fresh,
I'm coming home again.(I'm coming home again)

But it's warmer where you're waiting.
It feels more like July.
There's pillows in their cases,
and one of those is mine.
And you wrote the words "I love you",
and sprayed it with perfume.
It's better than the fire is
to heat this lonely room.
It's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July.
It feels more like July.

It's yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
and my hope is feeling worn.
I'm missing home,
and I'm glad you're not a part of this,
there's parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me,
so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
and it feels like.

It's colder than it ought to be in March
and I still got a day or two ahead of me
till I'll be heading home,
into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn't make it easier. (easier)
It doesn't make it easier to be away.(to be away)

I'd like to hire a plane.(a plane)
I'd see you in the morning, (morning)
when the day is fresh.
I'm coming home again. (I'm coming home again)
Coming home again. (again)
Coming home again. (again)
When the day is fresh,
I'm coming home again.(I'm coming home again)

Love is a bliss

Love can hurt so much. It's a wonderful thing don't get me wrong. But every time I see people posting things like the picture here, it breaks me. Some moments can break you, some can lift you but when they break you it's such a hard step to pass. It's the only thing I know that can lower your self esteem and make it all your fault when a day before it was doing the complete opposite.

Love is a bliss
Love is a pain
Love is a kiss
Love is all this.

spinning

Spinning in this life
When I'd only wish I could stop
Spinning to forget I can't stop
If I do I hurt

Light, darkness
Like an endless reaction
From where I want to kiss you
And all I want is to stop and kiss you

Secrets over secrets
I can't share what I want
Secrets over secrets
Where are you to be one

I need you to be there
But you can't
And I can't
So we spin to forget

But when the tornado finally stop
I hope we will meet
Cuddle and stay immobile
to appreciate the world

Empty

Flesh against flesh
Dream so vivid
Waking up hurt
Having everything snapped away

Soul trying to find the mate
The warmth such utopia
So permanent cold it is
And no more peace of mind

The head thinking so much
Pain from stopping
Numbness from trying
Indifference in silence

Mind flooded with fears
Fears emerging from thought
thought from needs
and needs from desire

Is there an end to that mumbling
taking so much space
taking so much energy
Leaving me empty.

sexual era

What is it with sexy?
What is it with sex in general?
Where did we lost the sweetness of love
For the kinkyness of horny...

How did the warm exchange of two skins
Became so rough, so raw
For thousands of sexual glorification
I'm trying to find one proximity one

Pictures of friendship
Now the sexy look
Here the cleavage
But where's the sweetness?

In an era where hypersexual is master
I feel lost and without home
Like reaching from an era too far away
It's like I don't belong

Sex, how come something so good
Got reduce to an exchange of fluid
Where did it lost the exchange of soul
And the proximity of true and honnest intention...

Disapointed... That's all I can think of now.

it's been so long

It's been so long
Since you've hold me
I'm afraid I don't remember
How good it must feel

It's been so long
Since you're last kiss
That I'm scared I forgot
The warmth in those lips

It's been so long
Since we've shared anything
That I'm wondering
What we shared at all

I feel the distance growing
Both physically and mentally
Where do we stand
I know you more from others than from myself.

pesant silence

Silence pesant
Celui du moment non dit
Celui de la peur
Ce silence qui tue la vérité

La larme qui coule
Comme le son du glas
Puisque les mots
Ne suffisent plus

La fin qui est déjà derrière
Pourtant toujours muet
A quoi bon parlé?
A quoi bon expliqué?

Les yeux remplis de douleurs
La voix couper par les pleurs
Et l'immense vide au cœur
Ce froid qui t'emplis ma soeur

pourquoi, comment et quand?
Bouteille à la mer
Les réponses qui ne viendront pas
Et le temps qui ne règlera pas

growing up

Reach out
Break the gap
This solitude
Shouldn't exist

From generations
Younger and older
We have too much too learn
To isolate ourself like that

Break that distance
Nothing good comes from it
The young will show you passion
The elder will show you wisdom

And in the moment of connection
There might be a way
To grow in it
And to make grow

It's easy to close yourself to your reality
But your's is only your's
Opening to the others
Will bring you what is missing

Learn to live
By not hiding death
The process ignored
Will only bring problems.

Symphonie d'une vie.

Je fluctus le tempo de ma vie
Dans l'attente du bpm qui me fera battre
en attente du rythme qui me fera vibrer
C'est comme un disque que le son est fermé

Je tape du pieds avec impatience
Puisque la musique n'est pas une science
L'amour est une musique
À laquelle la logique, ne répond pas

j'invente sur ma propre porté
colle les notes sans pensée
je cherche une symphonie
mais il me manque les sons

Lire une partition
Est ce douté de la beauté qui s'y cache
Mais rien ne vaut
L'écoute bat l'écrit, toujours...

Alors en attendant mon orchestre
Je lis et imagine
L'opéra de ma futur vie
Parce que faute d'entendre, je lis.

Je suis anxieux au concert
Le plus long, le plus beau
Nerveux que l'orchestre ne se présente pas
Que le concert soit annulé.

Feather of Hapiness

Feather of hapiness
So light
Easily it goes away
So soft, easy to forget

Clouds above my heads
Of infinite heaviness
And the rain crashing down
Cutting the dance

And if it's too windy
It fly away from me
And what if it's love
What if all my hopes are in it

Should I let it go
Let it get wet?
Will I ever dance with it?
Or should I just forget it?

What is it?

What is it so hard to get?
The only bed that is mine
Can only be the one your in
For nowhere else can I sleep.

What's unclear?
The only country that i'm a citizen of
Is your body
Because nowhere else can I feel home.

What more could I say or do?
That the only words that counts
Comes from your lips
For I am deaf to all others.

What is it that I can explain?
The only lights I see
Are from your chocolate eyes
For without them i'm blind.

Let me breath
Easy, slowly
For without you
There is no life.

Hurt eternity

This wait that sucks out all my energy
My life everyday feel more and more empty
And for what do I fight
for a hope, for a light?

Is there anything to hope for
Or will I end up alone on the floor
Is there any passion left in me
Is there enough forgiveness to let it free

When the day is raising
Finally the sleep is catching
Like I can't sleep without her
But I can't bare a day with that anchor

From the bed to the day
I feel this is my way
Of not giving up
by beating myself up

And it will hurt
If it end up being just a flirt
But it will change me
if it's for eternity.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

- Neil Gaiman -

quote

“Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.”

-Joss Whedon-

citation

''Il existe des femmes qui ne veulent accepter que la portion d'amour qui n'engage a rien.''

Jacques Lamarche.

Where is the smile

When the leaf will bloom
Will my heart follow
While all the city is getting warmer
My soul is getting colder

From what I understand summer is coming
But in me I feel like fall is storming
Where is it that i've turned wrong?
Where is it that I didn't get my summer?

Life will start flowing everywhere
And I will be blind
To mine that is so far away
Is it any use to pray?

Come back to me
Since you've been gone the sun don't shy
The moon doesn't light
And my heart doesn't smile.

black hole

My sleep
Gone with my smile
And with them
An happy tought

troubled mind
make hard day
for those who pray
to cheat the apocalypse

and as my sun is gone
a earth with no moon
i revolve around nothing
is that the big bang?

Ce qui a pignon sur rue.

Des larmes lourdes
J'en est tellement versé
Que je ne sais plus compté
Et pourtant tu restes sourde

Je perds mon temps
Pour ne pas perdre mon sang
Je bois mes heures
Pour ne pas sombré dans le malheur

Et coule, coule encore
Sang, larmes et fort
Je ne regardes plus
Puisque je ne sens plus

Les douleurs
Confirme mes peurs
Presse mes doutes
Sous le poids qui me voute

Et toutes les attaques que j'ai défendue
Et tout sa parce que je t'ai crue
Ais-je encore raison de te croire
Toi qui m'enlève tant d'espoir

J'engloutis mon mal
Sous mon sourrire matinal
Mais bien au froid le soir
Il n'y a que moi qui broie du noir

Blanche nuit
Sommeil qui me fuit
Les rêves qui n'en sont plus
Les cauchemars on pignon sur rue

Le passé qui pardonne

Ce pardon soudain
Sous le couvert de l'aveu
Dans un moment de réconciliation
Mes espérances

Comme un cadeau
Une partie de moi qui me revient enfin
Après tout ce temps
J'ai pensé ne plus la revoir

Le liens toujours aussi inexplicable
Le bien-être toujours aussi présent
Cette entité apaisante
Emplie de douceur et de calme

Les paroles comme jadis
Facilement sans friction
Mon honneur pardonné
Et mes idéaux réconcilié

Je te vois toi que je ne vois pas
Et les merci qui me restent dans la gorge
Puisque ce mot seul ne suffit
Après tout ce que tu m'as appris

Les mots de confidences
Enfin l'admiration exprimé
je suis plus en paix
Que je ne l'étais hier.

port d'attache

J'ai la vague a mon ame fletrie
Je sens le sol ce derobe sous mes pieds
Le temps m'emporte dans la penombre de l'attente
Et toi, ma lumiere toujours plus loin.

Dans le tunnel obscur d'un silence
Tapisser d'une couche de tristesse
Je navigue seul sans boussole
Et sans chemin

Mon port d'attache
Perdue dans les abyss
A quoi bon naviguer
Quand I'll n'y a plus nul part ou alle

fugitive

And when sharing was our goal
We made sure our need were safe
And now deprive
I'm hollowing my life

Every touch is a dream
Every dream is pain
And when I wake up
It's with tears in my eyes

There is this part of me
That's still want to be free
And there's this part of you
Hell, is what it's putting me trough

My peace of mind
Long gone with the smile
And my sleep
Fugitive to my life

Tracking down all three of them
I fail to recover any
And when time as passed
Will I still fear what i've lost?

blooming flower

While I know your blooming away
I perish away
And you get back all of your color
Me falling down my darkness again

And this shine that your trying to get back
I feel like it's cut out of my own colors
A peak of jealousy maybe
or a desperate attempt not to die away

like any flower, i've been looked at
but will be tossed away once the beauty as faded
and I wish I was a dry one
that you keep in a book as a memory

In the fog of a tear blind sight
Darkness replaced by shadow and twisted form
every glimpse is a painful reminder
that in the end you are not here

what's hard.

The hard part use to be
to put one idea in front of another
then find another one
go foward and keep my hope

at one point it became
put one kiss on front of another
then close my eyes
then repair my broken heart

not too long ago it was
put one step in front of another
then take a breathing
then keep going somewhere

now it's this
put one breath in front of the other one
then find a reason to gasp again
and hold on to it.

Le problème avec le dessert

Le problème c'est le dessert. Dans chaque repas digne de ce nom il y a une entrée. L'entrée est nécessaire c'est pour ce mettre en appétit. Pour permettre aux papilles de se dégourdir et d'apprécier le repas qui suivra. Certains préfère les entrées petites, d'autres les entrées chaude et d'autre les entrées froides. Dans mon cas, je préfère les entrées qui sont plus a l'italienne; Anti-pasti! Pour ceux qui ne savent pas ce qu'est une anti-pasti c'est le genre de petites entrées diverses toute dans la même assiettes. C'est très diversifié, plusieurs style, plusieurs saveurs toute très différentes les unes que les autres et toutes dans le but de mettre en relief les saveurs multiple. Certains passeront leurs vie a mangé que des entrées en disant que c'est la meilleure partie du repas, pas moi. Pour moi l'entrée est le but du repas principale plus mature, plus prêt, plus consistant, celui pour lequel on sort manger.

Après l'entrée il y a bien sur une pause. La pause elle aussi importante puisqu'elle permet après un ''réchauffement'' des papilles, de permettre une certaine relaxation avant l'explosion totale. Si on sait choisir parfois même l'orgasme totale. On peut carrément choisir le type d'orgasme. Le problème avec le dessert c'est qu'il est après la meilleure partie du repas. C'est le sucre, les choix, l'instantané. La gratification du palais par le gout extrême rapide et éphémère. La preuve; on choisi toujours un restaurant parce qu'on se rappelle du repas principale jamais pour le dessert qui va le suivre. Certes quelques fois on ne va que pour le dessert mais très rarement allons-nous a un restaurant pour un repas complet en prévision du dessert. Dans les meilleurs cas on s'en souvient, dans les pires il ne cherche qu'a cacher le gout du repas principal. Un dessert c'est une distraction du vrai plaisir de mangé celui qui est en milieu de repas celui qui est long et délicieux remplis de délicatesse et de saveurs subtiles, celui qui faut prendre le temps de dégusté. Alors quand le repas arrivent, moi je ne regarde jamais les desserts, je ne me garde jamais de place pour les déserts je ne fais que contempler le menu et je regarde les autres oubliant déjà les saveurs qu'ils oublient trop occupées a regarder dans le futur de leurs repas.

Je vois dans le repas une forme de contraction et chaque bouché du repas principale apporte du plaisir le tout est de savoir gardé son attention sur celui-ci.

Ici le repas; c'est la vie
Les papilles; la façon d'aimé
Les services; les femmes qui sont dans celles-ci
Le repas principal; LA femme de sa vie
Le désert; l'attrait du nouveau une fois qu'on a trouvé la bonne


Ici la métaphore du repas et je choisis;

- Monsieur prendrez-vous un dessert?
- Non merci. Je ne veux pas ruiner mes papilles.

inadéquat

Je suis inadéquat
Jamais assé
Jamais prouvé
Je tombe toujours a plat

Malgré les essais
Malgré cette quête de perfection
Malgré toutes mes intentions
Rien ne fait

Je prend la plume
Je lache le coeur
Je combat la rancoeur
Je reprend la plume

Je me bat contre toute cette idée
Que la passion ne peu durée
Qu'il faut se controlé
Mais mon coeur a moi est un guerrier

Et je ne controle pas
Ce que je ne suis pas
Mais je peux toujours vouloir
Entretenir l'espoir

Dans ma bataille solitaire
Ma raison dur comme du fer
Mes mon coeurs comme un talon d'achille
Et je me meurs tranquille

Et même dans la routine du quotidien
J'y vois l'espoir du bien
Si la passion est incorporé
Je considererais avoir gagné

Brisé la solitude

- Tu voudrais pas avoir un chien, me semble que sa briserais ta solitude.
- Pourquoi je voudrais brisé sa?
- Je sais pas, pour être moin seul?
- Non
- Ah bon!

J'ai quitté

J'ai quitté une ville pour me perdre dans une autre. À la maniere d'un objet perdue que l'on empile dans une boite pêle mêle sans vraiment croire qu'il sera trouvé. Je me suis isolé dans la masse pour camoufler la solitude. Une histoire d'amour avec une ville trop grosse pour moi, trop grande pour elle même et trop petite pour moi en même temps. Quand les gens se croisent dans la rue, quand il inter-agisse ensemble sans vraiment porté attention; parcequ'il s'agit d'un grand ballet chorégraphié qui n'a pas vraiment de solo. Personne ne connait vraiment personne. La douleur individuel perdue dans l'anesthésie de la masse. Je crois que je me suis perdue pour mieux me retrouvé, comme l'objet dans cette boite qui croit etre trouvé, mais qui au fond de lui sait qu,il y est pour resté. J'aurai choisi l'impensable puisque je ne pourrai pensé que lorsqu'il n'y aura plus rien. Pendant que je croise tout ces pietons qui vont nul part je me sens figé dans mon mouvement. Le coeur serré, plus que d'habitude et dans ma réflexion interrimpu je m'écroule en pleine rue, anonyme au milieu de la masse movible.

Radiohead - Creep

When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again...
She's running out
she run, run, run, runs...
runs...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

sentence

L'innévitable comme une flèche
Lancé furtivement le mot me transperce
Le doute que je sens de loins
Que je connais puisqu'il fut si souvent mien

J'y vois l'incertitude
L'auto conviction
comme exécution
et les je t'aime comme lassitude

j'ai froid
J'ai mal
je me sens sale
pourquoi?

Et je veux pouvoir résisté
A cette destiné
Qui me condamne a la douleur
Et me plonge dans la noirceur

Ce temps qui passe
qui fait me tue tranquillement
l'amour don tu es lasse
moi me tue subtilement

passion ou es-tu?
je te vois, mais elle ne te discerne plus
je suis le résultat de ma conséquence
et me fait exécuté ma propre sentence

éclair du passé

Éclair du passé
C'est presque instantané
Le temps est gelé
une fraction de seconde figé

et je vois de loin
ce don j'ai pris soin
une pointe de fierté
rejoint mes pensées

une chaleur intense
devant cette nouvelle prestance
un sourire radieux
qui irradie de tes yeux

bête en cage

En-cagé comme un tigre au zoo
J'me suis trop trop battu contre les barreaux
Ils m'ont mis K.O.
Dans ma tête c'est le chaos

Mes sentiments qui veulent sortir
Qui de l'intérieur me déchire
Pendant que tout mon être tire
La pression qui bloquent mes respirent

Flèches anesthésiante
transperce ma peau, la bruyante
Hurle en silence d'une rage fumante
D'encore sentir qu'ils me mentent

Et je dors empoisonné
Dans un sommeil artificialisé
mes rêves trop violenté
pour pouvoir m'être reposé

Je bondis au milieu de mon enclos
seul et froid au centre du cachot
a l'extérieur j'entends; Ah comme il est beau
A l'intérieur je ne vois que laideur et sanglot

Light

From a desperate time
I've been swooped from under
Like a wind taking me
me; the sailboat

I've been stalled all this time
now finally moving
towards maybe hapiness?
Who knows, but the ride is good

When looking back on my past
All is lost in a fog of doubt
but when looking foward
I see, finally, light and ... future?

carefull

The sun fall in a lake of sorrow
Where is it that I found light again?
I can't remember where or when
Where is all the warmth been

Like a handfull of snow
In your barehand will melt
liquify in water
And what you were holding gone.

Time like a nemesis
Present like a unexsitant time
Always too late
Always too fast

Is there anything i can do
That will make it stop
That change that always happen
Where you stop being carefull.

A life like a facebook page.

A life like a facebook page. How many person you know had a problem with the ''friends'' in facebook? How many people were bitching about how impersonnal it was, how many time it took from their so called real life and how it was just articifial.

Well here's my life like a facebook critic. For all those humans that lives their life like a facebook page. What I mean by that is they essentially make a spider web of connection that they do call friends. Occasionally going on a drink with this one, going at the movie with this other one etc... Just like those 500 friends you don't know on your social network page all those persons you claim you know in real life are in the same boat. When you feel like you know them ask yourself why? Because you see them in real? Knowing is about truth, trust and conversations. Saying you have a lot of friends in life just because you know a lot of people has for me the same amount of value as a facebook friend. In all that count the number you can really count on when you trully need it, when it's not easy to be there for you when it's not just being there for 5 min. or for a day but when you have a long and painfull run to go before being okay.

Being social, that's why those network exist but being friends, true friends? It can be find only in their connection to other and no a drink is not a connection.

Hotage

J'ai le vague a l'ame
Ne partira-t-il donc jamais?
Est-ce moi ou est-ce elles?
Comment dire cette solitude qui s'installe

D'un plaisir pur
Jusqu'au zénith de l'amour
En descandant par le froid du doute
Et l'absence de connexion

Quand la vie me pousse
Je sens le vide sous mes pieds
J'ai peur de tomber
Et de ne plus me relever

Des mots comme des coups de couteau
Existe-t-il quelque part
L'onguant qui me guérira
De mon spleen grandissant

Je vois la nuit arriver avec un soupir de soulagement
Le jour se levé et avec lui mes apréhension
Les secondes passé comme un hotage séquestré
et mon coeur pret a exploser

Si j'ai raison j'ai tord
Et avoir tord me donne raison
Spirale irréversible
Comment puis-je finir par me/la convaincre

missing

The time fly by
Never so slow
As I watch fall the snow
by the empty seat that I stand bye

I see your smile in a distant city
But your eyes I can't see
and in that glass window
you can't see my soul is sorrow

I miss you
For me it's a first
that emptyness hitting me like a burst
and this lone wolf of mine don't wanna go trough

And you make me feel
like i've never feel
Everything is brand new
yuo made me again grew

Simple and passionate
Trusty and insecure
It's no suprise you made it
No wonder our love made me sure

I wish I could write you a book a day
Even then I don't think it would be enough
To show you just how much your my dream on a silver tray
And just how bad our time away is rough

From every details
To your all entity
I miss our fairy tales
And our love, so free

These words that I write
In hope you'll understand
That nothing is right
If by your side I don't stand.

Voyager par l'esprit

J'ai voyagé partout
J'ai tout vu ce que la terre avait a offrir
Gouté les meilleurs vins
Mangé les meilleurs plats

Mais rien ne m'a transporté comme tes caresses
J'ai vraiment vu le plus beau de la terre dans tes yeux
Tes lèvres valent tout les arômes
Tes mains valents toutes les saveurs

dernier soupir

Et le silence inquiétant
Qui pèse sur nous
dans la pénombre de nos non-dits
je vois nos âmes mourrir

Et moi qui te veux tant!
Te sauvé au moins sinon t'aimé
Comment faire pour te rescapé
de ce que toi même tu t'inflige

Dans ma prose je vois la vérité
que dans ma vie j'essais de cacher
Et j'essais encore en vain de t'aimé
Toi ma douce dulcinée

Et mes promesses qui pèse
Et mes désirs qui m'alourdisse
Je vois en moi l'échec
d'être ce que j'ai toujours voulu

Je mourrai peu être
Toujours cette question en tête
Quel sera le nom
qui glissera de mes lèvres dans mon dernier soupir?

variation of the spleen (again)

This spleen even in hapiness that never leave me
Forever, I guess, it will be part of me
This state of mind like a light rain at night
Like this beautifull paint with something not right

Ain't it funny that joy can be found in tears
That sometimes, the best way to smile is being stoic
From that deep place where no light ever shine
The biggest ray of sun can emane

Living body in a world not mine
For a head living in a time not now
Heart trapped in between those two
How can you ever feel not blue

Big high's for big low's
No middle for it's worthless
Being stable is not for me
I am born to be extreme

Quiet night of sleepless tought
Loud day's of sleeping conscience
I live in my head
In this spleen that make me beat

Judging

It come easy and without premiditation. It's a big trait of our society, judging everything and anything just for the sake of it, for the sake of talking. I know half of the time people mean well but what is trully hapenning in their mind isn't something good. Missing facts, missing circumstances and also missing neutrality judgement lead to tension. Inevitable all the time for it's the nature of conflict and conflict are created by different judgement. Neutrality is an utopia i'll admit that, does it mean that we shouldn't try to achieve it? I think that with knowing that it's an utopia we as a human race are force (due to our social model) to judge, but why is it so glorious to judge without appeal, so brutally and so irreversibly. I don't get what's so glorious about being sure because let's face it being sure of your judgement means only that your trying to convince yourself. ''She's a bitch, he's an asshole, she's so stupid and he is so arrogant'' No mather what you think of somebody there is always reasons (not excuses) for their behavior. That doesn't you should get along with those people it just mean that not because you don't get along they should fall automatically in the ''insult'' category.

Neutrality is an utopia that we should all try to reach because in the end it's the only way to give the right to the justice.

Imagine

Agressive!

Where does this come from? Why so much violence, in word in gesture. How come these clashes of personality... could it be possible that in that madness of society we forgot something. Is that possible that all the way around we were wrong about our own nature. I keep hearing the human is a social creature, but is it really? Or are we simply too far down the line to remember any other way?

Agressivness the way people fight each other over words, work, politics, religion... If we had to invent all those rules to live together how would it be without the rules and the organization, not talking about anarchy but simply talking about maybe not be so dependent on each other. Are we really define by what surrounding us or are we just adapting to it to a point where the person we become has nothing to do with the person we could have or would have been in the beginnning. When you look back at things maybe this wasn't the best we could have done.

What's the use of this thinking? Far from me the idea of changing it from the core but maybe by understanding what we were meant to be we can figure out a way to bring the anger level down a little... you know just a little more soft, sweet and happy... No yelling, no anger, no fight... ''Imagine'' said the other guy!

Stress and people.

Where to start? In this movemented life I feel like everybody is just trying to reach stability. Just like a sailor who loves the sea for the same reason he hates the storm. While i feel the stress slowly surrounding me, I feel the old habit of a exhausted reaction. When is it you become free of mind in life? What is it that make everybody care about little things. Of course things are different for everybody, I mean something very unimportant for someone can be the end of the world for another, but why? What is it that make people so involve emotionally in stuff they don't control and make them completly oblivious to what they can actually have an impact on or make a difference for. If a wall is blocking your way banging on it won't change the fact that you are block, going around it or if you can't plainly get the equipment to go true it will have an impact. I see life the same way, sometimes I see people banging their head on problem that cannot be solved, not because there is no solution but because the solution is just not thinking about it but going around it. I guess that's why I claim I'm a very relaxed person (hopefully). With the flaws that go with it I never see what the big deal is about anything. For me everything in your way is just a new path and I trully beleive new path are something to be gratefull for and not pissed about. Lessons we learned never come from the expected but from the unexpected and I guess I just like to learn more than others, or I accept that to learn I have to be put out of my way, out of a comfort zone. I don't know...

percute

toujours sur moi cette pression
celle d'une malsaine competition
faut toujours performer
si on veut s'illustre

avec le sourrire
sans jamais s'en tarrir
le devoir d'atteindre les honneurs
seulements en etant plus en hauteur

et pendant que mon corps s'execute
ma conscience dans ma tete percute
l'esprit attirer vers dautres horizons
mais je perd la raison...

remedy to a spleen

"J'apercevais encorela beaute du monde - meme au plus fort de ma detresse, l'ultime chatiment me fut epargner -, mais je me sentais socialement inadequat."

les falsificateurs - antoine bello

remedy to a spleen

what would i not give for this
that ideal of a life i once created in my head
what wouldnt i give for a moment in it
for once not being a dream but a reality

the softness in human
understanding peace and love
in all word and all gesture
were sadness would be a far concept

i for that would give up my life
a country worth fighting for
a ideal bigger than life
universal love... imagine.

remedy to a spleen

from the deepest waves of my soul
i feel the time consuming me
am i loosing it?
or making the most of it?

my heart and my head forever fighting
making of my body this war field
my energy is leaving me
and my drive is slowing down

when all will be said and done
what will be left of those two
am i gonna have something to carry on
or will i fade like everybody else

when my faith is shaken
its my all body that collapse
and while it crumble
this doubt that never end.

just let me sleep in your embrace
rest my head on ur body
and just pass away in this perfect moment
i want this more than anything

be my country
in this safe spot i dont feel pain
like a drug paralyze the pain
your kiss paralyze my spleen

dark past

From a dark part inside of me
I still feel sadness
But for the firs time
It's about the past, not the future

Where that spleen is coming from
Forever will haunt me
But I know in the end it worth it
Because it brought me to you

Un sourrire

Dans un bouquet de roses noir
J'y mettrai une rouge
Pied de nez a la décadence
Affront à la décrépitude

Cette fleur vivante
Parmis ses autres mortes
C'est toi qui me porte
De ton énergie pimpante

J'aurai les heures
J'aurai la vie
Mais je n'aurai rien
Si tu t'enfuis

Dans mes instants de noirceur
Un rayon de lumière
C'est ton sourrire
Qui berce mes pleures.

walking

walking down the streets
perfect match in the paste of our feets
looking at you from a close distance
just walking you look like you dance

Oh and this feeling so intense
It make me loose all my sense
At the center of the earth
You're still what make beat my heart

morning gasp

I dream of lustful morning
Where our skin merge in peace
Where shiver become our morning routine
And where kisses replace the sun

I have fantasy about your love
Meeting mine under the covers
And unite in a gasp
To reach untouchable height

I have desire for your breast
The taste so perfect on the tip of my tongue
The warmth so complete
In the palm of my hand

Expectation of absolute
Not being utopic anymore
And everything we’ve learn
Shattered in our sweet embrace

Vision of your back
Hauting my mind
Like the perfect silouhette
Of all my desire

Memories of your buttock
So smooth and sexy
Where I wanna loose myself
And all that is reason

Sensuality meeting love
The impossible meeting
Things I’ve tought impossible
In you do exist

The perfect alliance
Where the perfect soul
See the perfect mind
And share the perfect body

I’m so yours...

from the past

When everything will fall into place
I'll still be looking at your face
From the deepest corner of my soul
I see an angel so beautifull

This love from the past
So alive when it blast
Where were you all this time
You, who alway's was mine

I'll kneel down to the church of your beauty
Waiting for us to be
Seeing in your eyes the truth
You are my absolute.

puzzle

Love is like a 2 pieces puzzle who come in a 7.5 billions pieces box. You have to find the only 2 pieces that work together in the box.

light

when the night fall on me
it's so dark i can't see
and no mather how much light
nothing is close to your sight

thought.

That fire that forever been burning inside of me
What keep me up at night, yes, but indeed make me breath in the day
The pain and the energy it provide me
For a short instant having the flame be teased
Having the heat getting fueled.
Where is this going I don't know but it provide me with new strenght.

coyote ugly

whats your story?
What got you behind that counter
What made you got there
Whats the story of that beauty?

That pure beauty
Not so pure anymore
How come you sold your's
What for?

I see you giving acess
to that body of yours
but I can't understand why
your so numb to it

little stranger
Thanks for sharing
But no that i'll be sad
what have you done with your life?

i'll move along with my life
i'll remember you as a first
but will inside pray for you
so you can have better than this.

les états

Je voudrais cette chaleur
D'un éclairage tamisé,
quelques chandelles allumés
des mains croisé dans la noirceur

le silence des respirations
nos deux parfums s'entremelant
dans un ballets élégant
nos deux rythmes a l'unissons

Froid d'une absence inutile
Loin de ton réconfort
Loin, là ou j'ai eu tord
Pour prouver le futile

Je perd mon temps
Je m'oubli dans ses pays lointain
Ou tout me rapelle ton teint
Et ou tes yeux sont absent

Je cherche ce que je sais déjà
Je vais au loins
Là ou je suis moins
Brulé l'essence de mon état.
Loin de tes bras

moment de ''blues''

Les yeux remplie d'eau salé
Je regarde le monde a travers se voile brouillé
Je sens le regard des autres s'alourdir
Sur la disparition soudaine de mes sourrires

Moi, je ne suis plus moi
Je suis le regard d'une autre fois
Masqué derrière le brouillard profond
D'une peine et d'un silence qui en dit long

le coeur serré d'une émotions subite
Je sens ma vie qui passe trop vite
dans les heures ou je pleures
pourtant je sens la peur

la nostalgie qui m'envahie
comme un poison qui ma trahis
le gout de l'encre sécher
de parole trop répété

Ò je voudrais tant
Combattre le temps
préserver ma passion
pour l'ultime réunion

Je me sens martyr
Alors que je suis sensé rire
Mais pourquoi cette blessure
qui me rend la vie si dure

Chaque solitude
Moment de certitude
que mes idéaux sont frappé
et que mes ailes sont coupé

pourtant je crois
je ne sais plus trop bien en quoi
mais je garde l'espoir
d'un jour me r'avoir

second place

In a life where time is money

Where money is life

Where success define individual

And individual are define by success

From the deepest country

To the finest one

All are a part

Of this rating scale

Prisoner of this existence

Where you can’t make to much perfect

But where one mistake can destroy

Everything you did before

What mathers is being champion

No place for the second

Even less place for loosers

History remember only the winners

But what about the knowledge lost

What about those who made it

But never had recognition

What are we loosing?

distant smell

A distant rose smell
From a souvenirs far away
Lost behind all the time
Lost behind all the hurt

I can remember the sweetness
Like a unclear memory
The taste of it
It my confused mouth

When was it the last time
That I could still like this
Still smell the beauty
Still kiss it tenderly

I feel lost
I feel out of myself
I feel like im missing something
I am...

Ballet Blanc

Souvenir de cette première neige
De flocons immenses
Caressant tes cheveux
De tout le poids de notre non dit

De ses désirs pressant
Et innasouvie,
De ses paroles en l'air
Qui voulait tout dire sur fond de blague

Nos deux âmes se réfugiant
Dans la chaleur nouvelle de l'autre
Ce nouveau feu réconfortant
Ou malgré le risque nous étions en sureté

Les yeux levé au ciel
Regardant ses millions de danseurs
Tout de blanc vetue
Nous caressant au passage

Mes mains voulant immité les flocons
Mes envies de me jeté a toi
Nos morales adolescente
Et le temps qui nous fuyait

Souvenirs marquant, brulant
Moment comme une ritournelle
Encore et encore dans ma tête
Je vois ce soir ou sans le savoir... tu m'auras sauvé.

cold night

For there is no full moon
Where can I get my energy
Where is my spirit coming from?
But a promess of tomorrow night
That never really comes

The time pass
But the feeling stays
Of memorable nights
And endless hope
Where sharing was in silence

No words
No sound
Only touch
Lips
And carefull bound

Distant symphonie
Of a ballet we created
On those cold night of winter
Far far away in our own world
where none was invited

missing it.

Le monde parallèle.

Quand le soleil brille au loin dans cette vie que je ne vois pas
Je vois au lieu les sourrires passé près de moi.
Quand le lueur du jours réchauffre ses coeurs étrangés
Je vois la chaleur émané de leurs corps

Mais moi, o moi, dans mon petit moi
Quand ce même soleil éclaire je pleures
Quand cette chaleurs réchauffe
Je gèle toujours

Je suis parallèle a moi même
Parallèle a cette réalité qui semble être la mienne
Mais ma mains est sec
Mais mon coeur est lourd

J'irais chercher le jour dans la noirceur de la nuit
Dans une confidence froide et glacé
Je trouverai la chaleur de mon coeur
Et partirai vogué moi aussi vers l'essentiel

Les bras en croix dans mon grand lit
Solitaire dans mes réflexions d'hier déjà
Un jour, la lune froide qu'est mon corp
Trouvera enfin dans un étoile la chaleur qu'il lui faut pour brillé.

contradiction of love

The fear of it scares you to death
The pain it cause makes you wish you never knew it
Not having it make you crave for it so bad
Having it make you wish it would last forever

All those contradiction for the same feeling
All those words that will go against one another
They will fly by; end and start again
Like the infinite loop of the time

Love it is
Love it will
Love it won't
Love why?

silence

La brise n'est plus
Perdu dans un océan de néant
Je sens la chaleur me quitté
Le vent changer

Respiré pour remplir ses poumons
D'une air fétide qui ne ressemble plus a rien
Qui ne soulage plus
Qui n'aide plus a vivre

Je vois la lumière
Comme une souffrance a venir
Et la nuit comme une couverture perpétuel
Soleil du jour échanger contre la lune du soir

J'ai faim de solitudes et de silence
J'ai soif de me taire
Les paroles perdues
Les écrits non-adressé

words like arrows

Words spreading out of my mouth
Like one volley of arrows
Reaching seeking and flying
The target not so far away

Is there anything at all that can protect
Any shield that will stop them
I feel like no mather what I say
It's gonna hit and kill

Every letter like a piece of that army
Every sound a part of the killing blow
For there is no deaf enough
For there is no way to answer me.

Phil Collins - I wish it would rain down

You know I never meant to see you again
But I only passed by as a friend
All this time I stayed out of sight
I started wondering why

Now I, Now I wish it would rain down, down on me
Yes I wish it would rain, rain down on me now
Yes I wish it would rain down, down on me
Yes I wish it would rain on me

You said you didn't need me in your life
I guess you were right
I never meant to cause you no pain
But it looks like I did it again

Now I, Now i know, i wish it would rain down, down on me
Yes I wish it would rain, rain down on me now
Yes girl I wish it would rain down, down on me
Yes I wish it would rain on me

Though your hurt is gone, mines hanging on, inside
And I know, it's eating me through every night and day
I'm just waiting on your sign

'Cos I know, I know, I never meant to cause you no pain
And I realize I let you down
But I know in my heart of hearts
I know I'm never gonna hold you again

Now I, Now i know, i wish it would rain down, down on me
Ohh I wish it would rain, rain down on me now
Ohh I wish it would rain down, down on me
Yes I wish it would rain down, rain down over me

Just rain down over me
Just let it rain down...

nuage intemporel

L'amour impossible
L'indescriptible
Soudain ce sentiment
Qui rend tout le reste néant

La peur de ne plus le sentir
De ne plus le revoir
De ne plus le reconnaître
De m'y bloqué

Dans un monde ou tout est différent
Tout est plus brillant
Mais tout est moin authentique
J'ai peur de ne plus voir mon propre rêve

Dans un délir qui ressemble a un échapement
Je rêve du jour ou les beaux tableaux seront pour moi
Ou les lits de roses réssuciterons
Et ou les nuits folles seront possible éternellement

J'ai soif de passion
De baisé qui non pas de lendemain
D'une relation sans fin
D'une harmonisation...

Je veux me faire ennivré
Pour ne plus jamais retomber
Je ne veux plus voir le monde
Que de ce nuage intemporel!

light

Looking at a light far far away
Like a distant galaxie
But it's only the past
But it's not that long ago

I see romance
Dedication
I wanna fall
I wanna fall with someone

Where is this light?
Tell me it's not behind
Tell me im walkin' there
Tell me i'll reach it someday...

light
light...
light.....
light.......

le passé pour amante

Le vague a l'âme
La tête qui tourne
Je pense trop a ce que j'ai perdu
Encore plus a ce que j'aurais voulu

Pendant que l'amour fuit le désert
Qu'est devenu cette blessure béante;
Mon coeur.
Je cherche toujours en vain

Je voudrais croire que j'aurai des bras
Je voudrais croire que je ne serai pas seul
Que quelques part je trouverai ma douce moitié
Mes ce sont mes larmes qui me répondent chaque soir

Quand je pense que le temps est venu
Il n'est jamais prêt
Et quand je vois le temps passé
Je sais que celui si est mon portrait

Je passe dans vie de femmes
Comme un événement déterminant
Je ne reste jamais bien longtemps
Parce que sitot femme devenu elle me quitte

Pendant que tous regarde devant
Je regarde derrière et croise ma peur
Qui est celle que le meilleur soit derrière
Que les bras fait pour moi sont maintenant a d'autre

Quand le temps viendra je ferai le bilan
Et je mourrerai dans un soupir silencieux
En prononcant le nom de celle avec qui je serai resté
Dans ma tête toute ses années.

half

From the darkest place of my soul
I see that I have been a foul
To beleive what I beleived
and to care what I cared

I can see now
There is my vow
I'll seek hapiness
In another chess

Love killin' me
inch be inch taking me
Life slipping away
For I can grasp this concept anyway

Soulmates?
The one I tought I found was too late
Does my soul have is other half
Does anyone have another half?