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Les textes de vos chansons préférées

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Je commence avec Bob Dylan : With god on our side (traduction de moi )

But now we got weapons Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to Then fire them we must
One push of the button And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions When God's on your side.

In a many dark hour I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot Had God on his side.

So now as I'm leavin' I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin' Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head And fall to the floor
If God's on our side He'll stop the next war.
:aime: :aime: :aime: :aime:
Mais maintenant nous avons des armes de destruction massive
Si nous sommes forcés de nous en servir, alors nous nous en servirons
Un doigt appuie sur un bouton et le monde explose
Et tu ne poses jamais de question Quand dieu est à tes cotés

Durant de nombreuses heures sombres j'ai pensé à ceci :
Jesus christ fut trahi par un baiser
Mais je ne peux pas penser à ta place : c'est toi qui décidera
Si Judas Iscariot avait dieu à ses côtés

Alors maintenant je m'en vais, je suis mort de fatigue
La confusion que je ressens, il n'y a pas de bouche pour en parler
Les mots sortent de mon crâne et tombent un par un sur le sol
Si Dieu est à nos côtés
Il empêchera la prochaine guerre

D'actualité non? :aime:

Marc 4 - comme un boomerang

2
Half Gifts

It's an old game, my love
When you can't have me you want me
Because you know
that you're not risking anything
Intimacy is when
we're in the same place at the same time
dealing honestly with how we feel, and who we really are
That's what grown-ups do
That is mature thinking
Well I'm still a junkie for it
It takes me out of my aloneness
But this relationship cannot sustain itself
Intimacy is when
we're in the same place at the same time
dealing honestly with how we feel, and who we really are
That's what grown-ups do
That is mature thinking
I just have to know
how to be in
the process
of creating things in a better way
And it hurts but it's a lie
that I can't handle it
I still have a world of me-ness to fulfill
I still have a life, and it's a rich one
even with mourning
Even with grief and sadness
I still care about
this planet, I am still connected to nature
and to my dreams for myself
I have my friends
My family
I have myself
I still have me
I have my friends
My family

Rilkean Heart

Rilkean heart I looked for you
To give me transcendent experiences
To transport me out of self and aloneness
And alienation into a sense of
One-ness and connection ecstatic and magical
I became a junkie for it
I came looking for the next high
And I'm sorry
I've been putting the search on the wrong place
I understand that you're confused
Feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then
The reality, with cleaning up my emotion of life
And I'm getting in touch with myself
I'm beginning to ground myself
In my own sense of being as an entity
One entity on the planet
Becoming truly self-reliant and become connected
With something beyond me
That is where I have to go
I'm so sorry I've been putting the search on the wrong place
You're lost and don't know what to do
But that's not all of you
That's your reality today
And that is all okay
I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then
The reality
You're lost and don't know what to do
But it's not all of you
That's the reality today
And now it's all okay
I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then
The reality
Rilkean heart......

Cocteau twins, de préf. sur le EP acoustique.
Je me souviens je pensais à demain, et plus j'y pensais plus le temps semblait long, et les chances d'y arriver réduites
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All along the watchtower. Jimi Hendrix


There must be some kind of way outta here
said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion...
I can't get no relief

Business men, they drink my wine
Plowman dig my earth
None were level on the mind
Nobody up at his word
hey, hey

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But, uh...but you and I, we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talkin' falsely now
The hour's getting late, hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
4

Citation : Al Green - Simply beautiful


If I gave you my love,
I tell you what I'd do
I'd expect a whole lotta love outta you

you gotta be good to me
I'm gonna be good to you
there's a whole lotta thinsg you and I could do
hey hey

hey hey hey

simply beautiful simply beautiful simply beautiful
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what about the way you love me
and the way you squeeze me
hey
hey simply beautiful hey

and you get right down it
and the love is getting you through it

simply beautiful
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au moins, c'est pas trop compliqué :mdr: :mdr: :mdr:
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Citation : Bob Marley - War


Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.

That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.

War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory

Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
6
All along the watchtower c bob Dylan qui l'a écrit!!
2 chanson pour bob donc! :aime:

Marc 4 - comme un boomerang

7
Ma qué si cest vrai mais je préfère la version de god
8
Despite all my rage and i'm still just a rat in a cage.
Despite all my rage and i'm still just a rat in a cage.
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved.
Despite all my rage and i'm still just a rat in a cage.

Voilà ... vous aurez sûrement reconnu le fameux refrain de "Bullet with Butterfly Wings" de SMASHING PUMPKINS
9
Une chanson qui me fait mourrir de rire... The Dangerous Kitchen de Frank Zappa...

The dangerous kitchen
If it ain't one thing it's another
In the middle of the night when you get home
The bread things are all dry 'n scratchy
The meat things where the cats ate trough the paper
The can things with the sharp little edges
That can cut your fingers when you're not looking
The soft little things on the floor that you step on
They can all be DANGEROUS

Sometimes
The milk can hurt you
(If you put it on your cereal
Before you smell the plastic container)
And the stuff in the strainer
Has a mind of its own
So be very careful
In the dangerous kitchen
When the night time has fallen
And the roaches are crawlin'
In the kitchen of danger
You can feel like a stranger

The bananas are black
They got flies in the back
And also the chicken
In the dish with the foil
Where the cream is all clabbered
And the salad is frightful
Your return in the evening
Can be less than delightful

You must walk very careful
You must not lean against it
It can get on your clothing
It can follow you in
As you walk to the bedroom
And you take all your clothes off
While you're sleeping
It crawls off
It gets in your bed
It could get on your face then
It could eat your complexion
You could die from the danger
Of the dangerous kitchen

Who the fuck wants to clean it?

It's disgusting and dirty
The sponge on the drainer
Is stinky and squirty
If you squeeze it when you wipe up
What you get on your hands then
Could unbalance your glands and
Make you blind or whatever . . .
In the dangerous kitchen
At my house tonight :mdr:



Marie :clin:
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Radiohead, un pur bonheur!!! :bravo:

-Paranoid Android

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that... [I may be paranoid, but I'm no android]
What's that... [I may be paranoid, but I'm no android]

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's there... [I may be paranoid, but I'm no android]
What's there... [I may be paranoid, but I'm no android]

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking squealing gucci little piggy

You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name
I guess he does

Rain down
rain down
come on rain down
on me

From a great height
from a great height

[That's it sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit]

God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!