dissabte, 31 d’agost del 2019

"VOOR HAAR"
FRANS HALSEMA 



Zij verstaat de kunst van bij me horen
In mijn lichaam heeft ze plaats gemaakt voor twee
In mijn ogen woont ze, in mijn oren
Ze hoort en ziet mijn hele leven met me mee
Soms begint ze in mijn hart te zingen
Waar het nacht wordt heeft ze lichtjes aangedaan
En door haar weet ik dan door te dringen
Tot de onvermoede schat van ons bestaan
Zo alleen maar wil ik verder leven
Schuilend bij elkaar
En als ik oud moet worden, dan alleen met haar
Zij kent al mijn dromen en mijn wanen
Al mijn haast en al mijn hoon en mijn spijt
Als ik lach kent zij alleen de tranen
Die daar achter liggen in de tijd
Zo alleen maar wil ik verder leven
Schuilend bij elkaar
En als ik oud moet worden, dan alleen met haar
Zij is meer dan deze woorden zeggen
In mijn lichaam heeft ze plaats gemaakt voor twee
Maar wie weet een wonder uit te leggen
En een wonder draag ik met me mee

dimarts, 27 d’agost del 2019

"PATHER PANCHALI"
SATYAJIT RAY (1955)
L'escena de la pluja... 


diumenge, 25 d’agost del 2019

"THE LETTER"
XAVIER RUDD




I sit at my window
With everything I've done
Doors that I've opened
The webs that I've spun
And the candle beside me
It burns to the left
And the rain on the clay
Sends the lizard to it's nest
will there be a time
When I'll hold you again
With my arms spread out
My chest you'll rest
And I'll write you a letter
With everything I know
'bout the weight of the world
And the way things could go
So live up my friend
Step back again
For somethings will be given
For some you'll have to bend
You' ll have to bend my friend
To hold on to this
For somethings will come easy
And some will be a test
(You'll have to bend)
Now the ocean connects me
To everything I know
I'm mellowing my mind
So my heart, it can call
With these trees as my witness
I'll slice up some fruit
And each to their peacefull
Good intentions and truth
There will be a time
When I'll hold you again
With my arms spread out
I will dive right in
So now here is your letter
With everything I know
'Bout the weight of the world
And the way things could go
So live up my friend
Step back again
For somethings will be given
For some you'll have to bend
You'll have to bend my friend
To hold on to this
For somethings will come easy
And some will be a test
You'll have to bend
Now the ocean connects me
To everything I know
I'm mellowing my mind
So my heart, it can call
With these trees as my witness
I'll slice up some fruit
And each to their peacefull
Good intentions and truth
There will be a time
When I'll hold you again
With my arms spread out
I will dive right in
So now here is your letter
With everything I know
'bout the weight of the world
And the way things could go

"POCKETS OF PEACE"
XAVIER RUDD




Here and now our choices here are growing thin,
As children grow they grow with what they see
In these times where paranioa closes in
Power and hate a rampaging disease
In our minds we build the blocks to what we need
In our minds we are reaching out for peace
In our hearts we know of such the hills to climb
In our hearts a sesne of mass defeat
shame sahme these games that they play with you and me
Shame for these games that they play our children will keep
these are our times this problem much to big to hold
For you and I far too high to reach
We can begin by holding close the things we know
And valuing our pockets of peace
These are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky
These are the gifts to which we all agree
Through these things and those we love we can unite
And sink into our pockets of peace

dissabte, 24 d’agost del 2019

"THIS ROAD IS LONG"
STUART STAPLES & MARIA McKEE



Stuart:
This road is long and
There's always another town
They said we couldn't run forever
But for my life I'll try
Just to be with you
Is all I have
Just to be with you
Is all I have
Maria:
I get tired of travelin'
Sometimes I just wanna go home
I get so tired of hangin' around
Just wanna put my feet down
Stuart:
Will you let me down
You're just waitin'
This road is long and
There's always another town
You can put your feet down
I could get a job
Maria:
You say we could run forever
But there's nothing left on the way
Those dreams just seem to build their walls in front of us
Stuart:
Just to be with you
Is all I have
Maria:
Don't you ever think that I didn't want it all
And don't you ever say
I put my hands in to the flames
Knowing I couldn't back away
And I burned myself
I hurt myself
Stuart:
I saw you running
I couldn't help
But to watch you for myself
I put my hands into the flames
But I don't feel them
Just enough self for my doubt
To flee it all
This road is long and
There's always another town
Maria:
This road is long and
There's always another town


"THAT LEAVING FEELING"
STUART STAPLES & LHASA DE SELA 




Stuart:
I get that leaving feeling
This time it's here to stay
I've been weighing up the pulling
And pushing me away
The past is so heavy
But it's something that I can't leave
And this future's so certain
It just pushes me to my knees
Lhasa:
Is that your heart talking
Or just that we fight over mine
The people that you love
They change when you leave them behind
Stuart:
But this rope that is pulling
Is whittled down to a thread
And if I don't start climbing
Pretty soon it'll be over my head
Lhasa:
We all have dreams of leaving
We all wanna make a new start
Go and pack a little suitcase
With the pieces of our hearts
All those worries and those sorrows
We can just dust them away
Buy a coffee and a paper
And go step on to a train
Stuart:
But I've been too long wandering
Limping around this town
With everything that's pulling me
It's pulling me further down
Lhasa:
Go make all your excuses
Go say all your goodbyes
But take a look in the mirror
It's the hardest one you'll ever find
All those worries and those sorrows
You can just dust them away
Go and find a new tomorrow
And forget about your yesterdays
So you and pat your kids
And kiss your dog goodbye
Leave the keys on the nail
With the sadness that's in your eyes
Stuart:
Maybe tomorrow
Today looks like it's bringing rain
And I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing standing in my way
There are jobs needing tending
And logs that are waiting to stack
And I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing that's gonna hold me back

dijous, 22 d’agost del 2019

"GEGEN VERFÜHRUNG"
BERTOLT BRECHT 



Laßt Euch nicht verführen!
Es gibt keine Wiederkehr.
Der Tag steht in den Türen,
ihr könnt schon Nachtwind spüren:
Es kommt kein Morgen mehr.
Laßt Euch nicht betrügen!
Das Leben wenig ist.
Schlürft es in vollen Zügen!
Es wird Euch nicht genügen,
wenn Ihr es lassen müßt!
Laßt Euch nicht vertrösten!
Ihr habt nicht zu viel Zeit!
Laßt Moder den Erlösten!
Das Leben ist am größten:
Es steht nicht mehr bereit.
Laßt Euch nicht verführen
Zu Fron und Ausgezehr!
Was kann Euch Angst noch rühren?
Ihr sterbt mit allen Tieren
und es kommt nichts nachher.


"Contra la seducció"
Traducció d'en Feliu Formosa: 

1

No us deixeu seduir!
No hi ha resurrecció.
El dia és a les portes;
sentiu ja el vent nocturn:
no tornarà el matí.

2

No us deixeu enganyar!
La vida és massa breu.
A glops l’heu d’engolir!
No n’haureu tingut prou
quan l’haureu de deixar!

3

No us deixeu consolar!
No teniu gaire temps!
Els redimits, que es fotin!
La vida és el més gran:
no sempre la tindreu.

4

No us deixeu reduir
a ser esclaus i explotats!
¿De què heu de tenir por?
Morireu com les bèsties
i res més no hi haurà.

dissabte, 17 d’agost del 2019

"THE HIRED HAND" (1971)
PETER FONDA  (1940-2019)




"NOW THAT I KNOW"
SHANNON McNALLY 



 Now that I know what I know, I know I'll always love you
Now that I see what I see I see it will always be
Now that I got what I got I know I had it all along
Midweek morning time I wake up next to you
With your head on my pillow and your arms around me,
Oh baby it's so warm
Still I lay here thinking about the way I thought it would be
But all my planning aside
Now that I know what I know, I know I'll always love you
Now that I see what I see I see it will always be
Now that I got what I got I know I had it all along
And I'll be your ground if you'll be my muse I can tie on to
You follow me and I'll follow you
Yes I'll follow you
Still I lay here thinking 'bout the way I used to be
And man baby with you I've come a long way
Now that I know what I know, I know I'll always love you
Now that I see what I see I see it will always be
Now that I got what I got I know I had it all along
And it's all a trick till you figure it out
I couldn't hear myself thinking till I started to shout
Now that I know what I know, I know I'll always love you
Now that I see what I see I see it will always be
Now that I got what I got I know I had it all along
Now that I know what I know, I know I'll always love you
Now that I see what I see I see it will always be
Now that I got what I got I know I had it all along
 
"SEEING OTHER PEOPLE"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN



 We lay on the bed there
Kissing just for practice
Could we please be objective?
Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us
A hand over my mouth
A hand over the window
Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle
Then we should be ok, and we won't get into trouble
Cause we're seeing other people
At least that's what we say we are doing

How are you feeling?
I don't think you can be dealing
With the situation very well
You take a lover for a dirty weekend, that's ok
But when it's over
You are looking at the working week in the eyes of a gigolo

You're kissing your elbow
You're kissing your reflection
And you can't understand why all the other boys are going for the
New, tall, elegant rich kids
I'll admit it is a bitch, kid
But if they don't see the quality then it is apparent that
You're going to have to change
Or you're going to have to go with girls
You might be better off
At least they know what they're doing

We lay on the bed there
Kissing just for practice
Could we please be objective?
Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us
A hand over my mouth
A hand over the window
Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle
Then we should be ok, and we won't get into trouble
Cause we're seeing other people
At least that's what we say we are doing


"THE STATE I AM IN"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN 



 I was surprised, I was happy for a day in 1975
I was puzzled by a dream, stayed with me all day in 1995
My brother had confessed that he was gay
It took the heat off me for a while
He stood up with a sailor friend
Made it known upon my sisters wedding day

I got married in a rush to save a kid from being deported
Now she's in love
I was so touched, I was moved to kick the crutches
From my crippled friend
She was not impressed that I cured her on the Sabbath
So I went to confess
When she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride
To whisky and gin

The priest in the booth had a photographic memory
For all he had heard
He took all of my sins and he wrote a pocket novel called
"The State I Am In"
So I gave myself to God
There was a pregnant pause before he said ok
Now I spend my day turning tables round In Marks & Spencer's
They don't seem to mind

I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I've been there and back again
The state that I am in

Oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me
Cause I am stupid and blind
And desperation is the Devil's work, it is the folly of a boy's empty mind
Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Lead me to a living end
I promised that I'd entertain my crippled friend
My crippled friend

I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I've been there and back again
The state that I am in
[x4]

I gave myself to sin
And I've been there and back again
Oh yeah
 
"MARY JO"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN



 Mary Jo, sitting alone
Drinking tea, she just got home
She wants, I don't know what you want

Mary Jo, living alone
Drinking gin with the telly on
She wants

The night to follow day and back again
She doesn't want to sleep
Well who could blame her if she wants?
The night to follow day and back again
She doesn't want to sleep
Well who could blame her, if she sleeps?
Well who could blame her, if she sleeps?
Well who could blame her, if she's sleeping?

Mary Jo, back with yourself
For company, keep telling yourself you're young
It'll happen soon

Mary Jo, no one can see
What you've been through
Now you've got love to burn

It's someone else's turn to go through Hell
Now you can see them come from twenty yards
Yeah you can tell
It's someone else's turn to take a fall
And now you are the one who's strong enough to help them
The one who's strong enough to help them
The one who's strong enough to help them all

Mary Jo, you're looking thin
You're reading a book, "The State I Am In"
But oh, it doesn't help at all
What you want is a cigarette
And a thespian with a caravanette in Hull

Because life is never dull in your dreams
A pity that it never seems to work the way you see it
Life is never dull in your dreams
A sorry tale of action and the men you left for
Women, and the men you left for
Intrigue, and the men you left for dead

"MY WANDERING DAYS ARE OVER"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN



 You know my wandering days are over
Does that mean that I'm getting boring?
You tell me
I'm tired of listening to myself now
I'm tired of fixing things for Michael and the rest of them

You know my bip-bopping days are over
I hung my boots up and then retired from the disco floor
Now the centre of my so called being is
The space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors

I said "My celibate days are over"
You put me straight on the finer points of my speech rehearsed
In the mirror of my steamy bathroom
Where the lino tells a sorry story in a monologue

Six months on, the winter's gone
The disenchanted pony
Left the town with the circus boy
The circus boy got lonely
It's summer, and it's sister song's
Been written for the lonely
The circus boy is feeling melancholy

It's got to be fate that's doing it
A spooky witch in a sexy dress has been bugging me
With the story of the way it should be
With the story of Sebastian and Belle the singer

I said "My one man band is over"
I hit the drum for the final time and I walked away
I sew you in Japanese restaurant
You were doing it for business men on the piano, Belle
You said it was a living Hell
You said that it was Hell
"THERE'S TOO MUCH LOVE"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN 



I could hang about and burn my fingers
I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start
You think I'm faultless to a 't'
My manner set impeccably
But underneath I am the same as you

I could dance all night like I'm a soul boy
But you know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by the way I look

And when I come to blows
When I am numbering my foes
Just hope that you are on my side my dear

But it's best to finish as it started
With my face head down just staring at the brown formica
It's safer not to look around
I can't hide my feelings from you now
There's too much love to go around these days

You say I've got another face
That's not a fault of mine these days
I'm brutal, honest and afraid of you

It's safer not to look around
There's no hide my feelings from you now
There's too much love to go around these days

You say I've got another face
That's not a fault of mine these days
I'm honest, brutal and afraid of you 

"BEYOND THE SUNRISE"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN



Joseph was travelling with a heavy load
His dreams were broken and deep sorrow flowed from his brow
Closer to sundown he prepared to rest
Set down the burden,
lay upon his chest
Then she came

Sir, come to me and I will keep you warm
Taste hope in my skin and faith with the dawn
You will rise

Beyond the sunrise that is where we live
Feeding our counsel and true comfort give
Travelling men

Joseph was sure the liquor had caused this dream
His eyes were sure that heaven was not her scene
She was no saint
Sir, come to me and I will keep you warm
Taste hope in my skin and faith with the dawn you will rise 

divendres, 16 d’agost del 2019

"THIS IS JUST A MODERN ROCK SONG"
BELLE & SEBASTIAN



 Emma tried to run away,
I followed her across the city,
She went out to the Easterhouse,
Because she liked the sound of it.

She didn't have a single penny,
She stuck a finger in the air,
She tried to flag down an aeroplane,
I suppose she needs a holiday.

I put my arm around her waist,
She put me on the ground with Judo,
She didn't recognise my face,
She wasn't even looking.

Laura's feeling just ideal,
Her horoscope was nearly perfect,
She's thinking of something to do,
Because she is The Birthday Girl.

She walked out to the edge of town,
She saw me lying in the park,
She took Emma by the hand,
They've got a lot in common.

I'll leave them to do what they want,
I'll leave them to do what they need to,
I'll go and play with words and pictures,
I'll admit I'm feeling strange.

[instrumental]

I'm not as sad as Doestoevsky,
I'm not as clever as Mark Twain,
I'll only buy a book for the way it looks,
And then I stick it on the shelf again.

Now I could tell you what I'm thinking,
But it never seems to do you good,
It's beyond me what a girl can see,
I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs.

This is just a modern rock song,
This is just a sorry lament,
We're four boys in corduroys,
We're not terrific but we're competent.

Stevie's full of good intentions,
Richards into rock 'n' roll,
Stuart's staying in and he thinks it's a sin,
That he has to leave the house at all.

[instrumental]

This is just a modern rock song,
This is just a tender affair,
I count "three, four" and then we start to slow,
Because a song has got to stop somewhere.

"THE LAUGHING HEART"
CHARLES BUKOWSKI 


Your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

__________________________


 La teva vida és la teva vida
no et deixis bastonejar fins a la submissió nociva.
estigues alerta.
hi ha sortides.
hi ha llum en algun lloc.
potser no és gaire llum però
derrota la foscor.
estigues alerta.
els déus et donaran oportunitats.
reconeix-les.
pren-les.
no pots derrotar la mort, però
pots derrotar la mort a la vida, de vegades.
i com més sovint ho aprenguis a fer,
més llum hi haurà.
la teva vida és la teva vida.
reconeix-la ara que la tens.
ets meravellós.
els déus es volen delectar
en tu.

dilluns, 12 d’agost del 2019

"J'PASSE POUR UNE CARAVAN"
ALAIN BASHUNG 



 Je passe pour une caravane
Pour un chien qui n'en démord pas
Le labyrinthe
Conduit l'homme mobile
A des étreintes
Loin du réconfort

Je passe de sas en sas
Et mes visites s'espacent
Des ombres s'échinent
A me chercher des noises

Le plus clair de mon temps
Dans ma chambre noire
De l'étuve au blizzard
Des coups de latte
Un baiser
Des coups de latte
Un baiser
Des coups de latte
Un baiser

Je passe sous silence mes avatars
Je passe sur tes frasques
M'obnubiler? Pourquoi?
Pour un vasistas
Loin du réconfort

Je passe de sas en sas
Et mes visites s'espacent
Mes élans me courent et m'entraînent
Vers d'autres riveraines
Vers la grande inconnue
Loin du réconfort

Je passe de sas en sas
Et tes visites s'espacent
Des ombres s'échinent
A me chercher des noises

Le plus clair de mon temps
Dans ma chambre noire
De l'étuve au blizzard
Des coups de latte
Un baiser
Des coups de latte
Un baiser

diumenge, 11 d’agost del 2019

"MADAME RÊVE"
ALAIN BASHUNG 



Madame rêve d'atomiseurs
Et de cylindres si longs
Qu'ils sont les seuls
Qui la remplissent de bonheur

Madame rêve d'artifices
De formes oblongues
Et de totems qui la punissent

Rêve d'archipels
De vagues perpétuelles
Sismiques et sensuelles

D'un amour qui la flingue
D'une fusée qui l'épingle
Au ciel
Au ciel

On est loin des amours de loin
On est loin des amours de loin
On est loin

Madame rêve ad libitum
Comme si c'était tout comme
Dans les prières
Qui emprisonnent et vous libèrent

Madame rêve d'apesanteur
Des heures des heures
De voltige à plusieurs

Rêve de fougères
De foudres et de guerres
À faire et à refaire

D'un amour qui la flingue
D'une fusée qui l'épingle
Au ciel
Au ciel

On est loin des amours de loin
On est loin des amours de loin
On est loin

Madame rêve
Au ciel
Madame rêve
Au ciel
Madame rêve
 
"BIJOU, BIJOU"
ALAIN BASHUNG 



Bijou, bijou
Te réveille pas surtout
Je vais pas faire de bruit, juste un café c'est tout
Je peux plus rester ici
Je dormirai je sais pas où
Bijou, bijou
Le temps ça pourrit tout
Les cheveux dans le lavabo, les mégots écrasés n'importe où
Puis tu prends ton bain
Avec de drôles de joujoux
Bijou, bijou
y'a des feux rouges partout
Puis au coin de la rue l'Armée du Salut qui joue
À ma montre y'a plus de chaîne
À mes cols de chemise plus de baleine
Bijou, bijou
Pense à tes rendez-vous
Rappeler le gynéco, passer à la banque prendre des sous
Trouver quelqu'un d'autre
Moi je mets les bouts
Bijou, bijou
Je pourrai pas te dire au revoir, ce matin j'ai pas le bambou
Putain ce que t'as été belle
Quand tu te mettais à genoux
Bijou, bijou
Je vais pas faire de bruit, juste un café c'est tout
Je peux plus rester ici
Je dormirai je sais pas où
"L'APICULTEUR"
ALAIN BASHUNG 



D'heure en heure
L'apiculteur se meurt
Il a eu son heure
Il a fait son beurre
Api, apiculteur

D'heure en heure
L'apiculteur effleure
La fin du labeur
Api, apiculteur

Dans une autre vie
Les marguerites s'effeuillent au ralenti
Personne n'est vainqueur
Les proies, les prédateurs
Savourent le nectar
D'une pomme d'api
Api, apiculteur

L'heure c'est l'heure
On n'est pas d'humeur
À verser des pleurs
Fières sont les ouvrières
Le jour en tailleur
Le soir en guêpière
Quand la mort vous susurre
Des serments veloutés
Que rien n'est moins sûr
N'aura plus d'importance
Ni la chaleur
Ni les piqûres

Api, apiculteur
Api, apiculteur

D'heure en heure
L'apiculteur se meurt
Trouve l'interrupteur
Une oasis
Aux allées bordées d'épagneuls
Que la splendeur n'effraie plus
Api, apiculteur
Api, apiculteur
Api, apiculteur
Api, api, api, api...

"NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN"
ALAIN BASHUNG



 Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through
They can't understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,

And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.

dissabte, 10 d’agost del 2019

"ALL OUR YESTERDAYS"
STAR TREK 
Temporada 3, episodi 23 (1968)


"I'm called Spock."
"Even your name is strange.

"Do you know what it's like to be alone, really alone?"
"Yes. I know what it is like."

"You are beautiful. More beautiful than any dream of beauty I've ever known."  

Zarabeth (Mariette Hartley) i Spock (Leonard Nimoy)


"DEHORS"
ALAIN BASHUNG 



Dehors
Le lièvre court la hase
Dehors
Tout le monde dehors
J'embrase mon terrier
J'annule la chambre à part
Je sors me joindre à l'affluence
Me poser sur la branche
Au risque de me trouver
A l'étroit
Faudra se serrer
Comme une forêt vierge
Faudra se mêler
Nos lianes infinies
Dehors
La flore est à l'orage
Dehors
La peur de l'eau qui dort
J' prépare mes hameçons
Mon bouchon et consorts
Ça mord ça fout l'effervescence
Au gardon à la tanche
Au risque de me trouver
Devant toi
Faudra se serrer
Comme une forêt vierge
Faudra se mêler
Nos lianes infinies
Effet de serre
Ma vie sous verre
S'avère ébréchée


divendres, 9 d’agost del 2019

"EL CEL BLANC DEL NORD"
ANIMIC



 No ploren els dies, no ploren els nens
les bones persones se'n van cap al cel
blanc del nord.
On tots són bons i no es fan mal.
Els arbres no pensen, però jo penso en ells
i penso en el dia que me'n vagi cap al cel blanc del nord
on tots són bons i no es fan mal.

dimecres, 7 d’agost del 2019

"LA NUIT JE MENS"
ALAIN BASHUNG



 On m'a vu dans le Vercors
Sauter à l'élastique
Voleur d'amphores
Au fond des criques
J'ai fait la cour à des murennes
J'ai fais l'amour
J'ai fait le mort
T'étais pas née
À la station balnéaire
Tu t'es pas fait prier
J'étais gant de crin, geyser
Pour un peu, je trempais
Histoire d'eau

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains
À travers la plaine
La nuit je mens
Je m'en lave les mains
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho

J'ai fait la saison
Dans cette boite crânienne
Tes pensées, je les faisais miennes
T'accaparer, seulement t'accaparer
D'estrade en estrade
J'ai fait danser tant de malentendus
Des kilomètres de vie en rose
Un jour au cirque
Un autre a chercher a te plaire
Dresseur de loulous
Dynamiteur d'aqueducs

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens
Effrontément
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho

On m'a vu dans le Vercors
Sauter à l'élastique
Voleur d'amphores
Au fond des criques
J'ai fait la cour à des murennes
J'ai fais l'amour
J'ai fait le mort
T'étais pas née
La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens Je m'en lave les mains
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho
La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens
Je m'en lave les mains
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho