Heroes - David Bowie

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be heroes, just for one day

And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that

Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time, just for one day
We can be heroes, for ever and ever
What'd you say?

I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be heroes, just for one day

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day

I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be heroes, just for one day

We can be heroes
We can be heroes
We can be heroes
Just for one day
We can be heroes

We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day

Habanera - Georges Bizet

L’amour est un oiseau rebelle
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser,
Et c’est bien en vain qu’on l’appelle
S’il lui convient de refuser.

Rien n’y fait, menace ou prière.
L’un parle bien, l’autre se tait.
Et c’est l’autre que je préfère.
Il n’a rien dit mais il me plaît.

L’amour ! L’amour ! L’amour ! L’amour !

L’amour est enfant de Bohême,
Il n’a jamais jamais connu de loi.
Si tu ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime.
Si je t’aime, prends garde à toi !

Si tu ne m’aimes pas, si tu ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime,
Mais si je t’aime, si je t’aime, prends garde à toi !

L’oiseau que tu croyais surprendre
Battit d’aile et s’envola.
L’amour est loin, tu peux l’attendre.
Tu ne l’attends pas, il est là.

Tout autour de toi, vite vite,
Il vient, s’en va, puis il revient.
Tu crois le tenir, il t’évite.
Tu crois l’éviter, il te tient.

L’amour ! L’amour ! L’amour ! L’amour !

L’amour est enfant de Bohême,
Il n’a jamais jamais connu de loi.
Si tu ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime.
Si je t’aime, prends garde à toi !

Si tu ne m’aimes pas, si tu ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime,
Mais si je t’aime, si je t’aime, prends garde à toi !

What New York used to be - The Kills

Coma coma drama come on
Draw it scratch it say it
Say it, make it to the bottom ladder climb it drop an apple
Off the top it stop it
I don't want to eat it
Need it, know it
Force it, feed it
Leave it, be it
Just keep it
In its box

What easy used to be
What love used to be
What drugs used to be
What TV used to be
What music used to be
What luck used to be
What art used to be
What you used to be

Coma coma drama, come on drawl your skin
Your mile longer love song
sure it tells the future
fingers crushed and
run em' under water
Shark infested sea of secrets
In the open fire
Beat it, don't believe it
Just leave it in its box

What easy used to be
What fun used to be
What dreaming used to be
What fame used to be
What the city used to be
What fast used to be
What low used to be
What New York used to be
What New York used to be
What New York used to be
What New York used to be
What New York used to be

Come, come, come on
Come, come, come on


Un petit bijou, cet album (Midnight Boom) des Kills.

Money - Pink Floyd

Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
Giving none away.

Huhuh ! I was in the right !
Yes, absolutely in the right !
I certainly was in the right !
You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
Bruising !
Yeah !
Why does anyone do anything ?
I don't know, I was really drunk at the time !
I was just telling him, he could'nt get into number 2. He was asking
Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
Screaming and telling him why he was'nt coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out.

Va', pensiero, sull'ali dorate - Giuseppe Verdi

Je rédige actuellement le texte de ma journée de dimanche dernier, où j'ai tenu un bureau de vote à Plugu'. Journée riche en suspense, vous le constaterez... Je n'en dis pas plus. Sauf que le second tour promet !
Et que je prends des risques à le publier...
En attendant, je vous propose de chanter en italien, sur du Verdi, le célébrissime chœur des esclaves hébreus de Nabucco.

Va', pensiero, sull'ali dorate.
Va', ti posa sui clivi, sui colli,
ove olezzano tepide e molli
l'aure dolci del suolo natal!
Del Giordano le rive saluta,
di Sionne le torri atterrate.
O mia Patria, sì bella e perduta !
O remembranza sì cara e fatal !
Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati,
perché muta dal salice pendi ?
Le memorie del petto riaccendi,
ci favella del tempo che fu !
O simile di Solima ai fati,
traggi un suono di crudo lamento ;
o t'ispiri il Signore un concento
che ne infonda al patire virtù.

Comment ça, vous ne comprenez rien à l'italien ??

Going To California - Led Zeppelin

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.

Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that they're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey,
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

I Am The Walrus - The Beatles

I am he as you are he as you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun see how they fly
I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake waiting for the van to come
Corporation teeshirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you been a naughty boy.
You let your face grow long
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob

Mister City Policeman sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run
I'm crying, I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic priestess
Boy you been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come
You get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob goo goo goo goo joob

Expert textpert choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (Ho ho ho ! Hi hi hi ! Ha ha ha !)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snied
I'm crying

Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man you should have seen them kicking Edgar Alan Poe
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo joob goo goo goo joob
Goo gooooooooooo jooba jooba jooba jooba jooba jooba
Jooba jooba
Jooba jooba
Jooba jooba


Ma préférée après Hey Jude. Psychédélique à souhait.

When The Levee Breaks – Led Zeppelin

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
When the levee breaks I'll have no place to stay.

Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh well, oh well, oh well.

Don't it make you feel bad
When you're tryin' to find your way home,
You don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down South
They go no work to do,
If you're going North to Chicago.

Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.

All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin' about my baby and my happy home.
Going, going to Chicago... Going to Chicago... Sorry but I can't take you...
Going down... Going down now... Going down...


Un pur bijou musical. Cela faisait un moment que je n’étais pas tombé aussi amoureux d’une chanson. Alors si vous la possédez dans votre discothèque, écoutez-là (rien que pour me faire plaisir !… ;-). J’ai déniché la version London Philharmonic Orchestra sur le net, elle est presque aussi puissante. Le seul hic est l’absence des paroles.
Franchement, Stairway to Heaven, je la trouve bien fade et poussive à côté… Certains vont crier au blasphème, et je n’en ai cure.

Lady Madonna - The Beatles

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money ? When you pay the rent ?
Did you think that money was Heaven sent ?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creep in like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonder how you manage to feed the rest

See how they run

Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stockings needed mending
See how they run
Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet

Le Pâté Hénaff - Les Glochos

Dedans le Finistère
Un cousin d'Astérix
Un jour a découvert
Mieux qu'une potion magique
Depuis 1907
Une recette qui décoiffe
C'est à la bonne franquette
Que tu manges du pâté Hénaff

Il est bien protégé
Dans une belle petite boîte ronde
Tu peux pas te tromper
C'est bien la seule au monde
Avec ses belles couleurs
Et pis son orthographe
Tu peux pas faire d'erreur
C'est le fameux pâté Hénaff

Quand tu partais soldat
Au service militaire
Au fond de ton barda
C'tait pas réglementaire
Tant pis pour l'règlement
Mais y fallait faire gaffe
Des fois qu'ton adjudant
Y piquerait ton pâté Hénaff

Si tu ouvres une boîte
Bien loin de ta campagne
Même les yeux bandés
Tu sens bien la Bretagne
Et t'auras pas besoin
D'être un grand géographe
Parc'que cette bonne odeur-là
C'est sur'ment du pâté Hénaff

Si un jour à Paris
Dedans une réception
Un serveur malpoli
Te refile d'la contrefaçon
Y faut pas hésiter
Tu lui fous une grosse baffe
Y faut pas plaisanter
Avec le pâté Hénaff

Depuis très longtemps
Nous aut' les Bretons
On sait comment faire
Avec nos cochons
Et si qu'on nous traite
Qu'on est des boit-sans-soif
C'est qu'y sont jaloux
De not' pâté Hénaff

Quand je s'rai p'us d'ce monde
Que j'aurais plus la dalle
Je veux qu'on inscrive
Dessus ma pierre tombale
Juste ces quelques mots
Pour mon épitaphe
C'était un connaisseur
Dessus le pâté Hénaff.

© Les Glochos, la société de Pouldreuzic Hénaff qui a permis à ce groupe de composer cette chanson. Bah non, ce n’est pas de moi.
Ah ! Et, au fait, j'n'aime pas le pâté Hénaff. Comment ça je rate quelque chose ? Y'en a qui disent ça ? Eh bien, à ceci je rwépondrwai cela : hey, vous, j'me dépatouille déjà assez avec ma propre viande !
Et toc ! ;-)

One Tree Hill - U2

We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill
As the day begs the night for mercy love
The sun so bright it leaves no shadows
Only scars carved into stone
On the face of earth
The moon is up and over One Tree Hill
We see the sun go down in your eyes.

You run like river, on like a sea
You run like a river runs to the sea.

And in the world a heart of darkness
A fire zone
Where poets speak their heart
Then bleed for it
Jara sang, his song a weapon
In the hands of love
You know his blood still cries
From the ground.

It runs like a river runs to the sea
It runs like a river to the sea.

I don't believe in painted roses
Or bleeding hearts
While bullets rape the night of the merciful
I'll see you again
When the stars fall from the sky
And the moon has turned red
Over One Tree Hill.

We run like a river
Run to the sea
We run like a river to the sea
And when it's raining
Raining hard
That's when the rain will
Break my heart.

Raining... raining in the heart
Raining in your heart
Raining... raining to your heart
Raining, raining... raining
Raining to your heart
Raining... raining in your heart
To the sea.

Oh great ocean
Oh great sea
Run to the ocean
Run to the sea

Hey Jude - The Beatles

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.

Hey Jude, don’t be afraid.
You were made to go out and get her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it better.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey jude, refrain,
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.

Hey Jude, don’t let me down.
You have found her, now go and get her.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin,
You’re waiting for someone to perform with.
And don’t you know that it’s just you, hey Jude, you’ll do,
The movement you need is on your shoulder.

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then you’ll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh...

Naaaa na na na na na naaaa, na na na naaaa, heeey Jude...

Where The Streets Have No Name - U2

Je crois que c'est la période où je vais taper les lyrics des chansons que j'aime.

I wanna run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside.
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name.

I wanna feel sunlight on my face.
I see the dust-cloud
Disappear without a trace.
I wanna take shelter
From the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
We're still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(It's all I can do).

The city's a flood, and our love turns to rust.
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust.
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
We're still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(It's all I can do).
Our love turns to rust
We’re beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, and I see love
See our love turn to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

Bon sang, je ne m'en lasserai jamais. En plus de ça j'ai réussi à télécharger le clip de cette chanson. La scène se passe à Los Angeles en avril 1987, le groupe et son équipe technique se préparent sur le toit d'un immeuble en plein centre-ville !! Y'a les flics un peu partout et une foule au pied de l'immeuble qui hurle à cracher ses poumons... Impressionant.

Sowing the seeds of love - Tears for Fears

Très belle chanson, malgré le fait qu'elle vient d'être reprise dans une pub pour une eau minérale imbuvable.

High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
D.J.'s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy ?
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues

And anything is possible when you're Sowing the Seeds of Love
Anything is possible - Sowing the Seeds of Love

I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste !
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician Grannie with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the Majority feels ?
So without love and a promise land
We're fools to the rules of a Goverment plan
Kick out the style ! Bring back the jam !
Anything...
Sowing the Seeds
The birds and the bees
My girlfriend and me in love
Feel the pain
Talk about it
If you're a worried man - then shout about it
Open hearts - feel about it
Open minds - think about it
Everyone - read about it
Everyone - scream about it !
Everyone
Everyone - read about it, read about it
Read in the books in the crannies and the nooks there are books to read
Chorus !
(Mr. England Sowing the Seeds of Love)
Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes
High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
Every minute of every hour - " I Love a Sunflower "
And I believe in lovepower, Love power, LOVEPOWER !!!
Sowing the Seeds
An end to need
And the Politics of Greed
With love