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Articles : 20
Depuis : 23/02/2008
Categorie : Musique & Divertissements

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La Sérénade du Requin

La sérénade du requin

I am a sharki've got to keep movingand if i don't move i will dieif you hold me herei'll just disappear won't i ? won't i ? deep in my darkand down in my coldwith nothing to feeland nothing to holdif you hold me herei'll just disappear won't i ? won't i ? just like a shark i will tear you apartyou won't even know what you didi'll try to spare you t
La Foule Autour

La foule autour

What has he done in his room for three days ?lost and silent, no one here dares sayif he lives, if he's dead... « he may have left away ! » from time to time, from the door a sound comeslike a broken glass from the unknownthen a scream... oh ! what a voice ! « i was wrong, he's not gone ! » the mayor comes with his brand new outfitand knocks at
Penser à l'Angleterre

Penser à l'angleterre

In the grip of a winter came, love and greedinsane with faith, i took the driving front seatin the lowlight comfort of berlin streetsthe calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat i was alone at the front linethe message i was told was to try and findthe joy of a lifetime i just can't think of englandi can't see the picturei’m still running fr
Hantée par tes Propres Pensés

Hantée par tes propres pensés

I lock the door and i check it twice before i climb the stairs i see you lurking down below underneath the streetlight's glare your footsteps approaching a shadow cloaks the room i revel in this nightmare but i keep waking up too soon... 'cause over and over again i keep imagining and over and over again i fear it's true over and over again am i st
Genuine, une Incroyable Revue

Genuine, une incroyable revue

A young man on a sofa is layingtwo strangers by the door and one is knockingthe man stands and opens the great wooden doorthe one who knows the host tells the other visitor: « since he finished his last work percy’s gone wild and casts strange lurks like a mad man who went too far his oil is the cause let’s take it afar ! » an old man with a
La Dame de Shalott

La dame de shalott

She's locked up with a spinning wheelshe can't recall what it was like to feelshe says "this room's gonna be my graveand there's no one who can save me"she sits down to her colored threadshe knows lovers waking up in their bedsshe says "how long can i live this wayis there no one i can pay to let me go'cause i'm half sick of shadowsi wanna see the
Le Baiser du Chasseur

Le baiser du chasseur

It's a sad story about a deer and a man a romantic scene from a lullabyin a clearing green, where his eyes met minei was frozen motion. oh! his bow was raisedthen the fleeting notion-that my life he'd save but i saw it coming, flying through the airfeathered backside humming. miss me, hit me wherewhere it will only hurt me, not a mortal woundleave
Et si...

Et si...

Here you sit on your high-backed chairwonder how the view is from therei wouldn't know 'cause i like to situpon the floor, yeah upon the floorif you like we could play a gamelet's pretend that we are the samebut you will have to look much closerthan you do, closer than you do and i'm far too tired to stay here anymoreand i don't care what you think
La Malédiction Du Crapaud Et Comment Elle Périt Dans Les Flammes

La malédiction du crapaud et comment elle périt dans les flammes

I can make fire breathi learned it as a lad my master told mei had prowess no one ever had ! i could conduct the light… i’d look away to her… she’d match my spit with spite i don’t know what her reasons were i fell in love with her my tongue is purple-black i lit a bluish rose… she carved a curse into my back ! i dance when beauty’s n
Lamentation Pour Une Usine De Jouets

Lamentation pour une usine de jouets

Once upon a time on the assembly line ran my brilliant designs made of plastic then the factory called me said “we are appalled we feel your new designs are too drastic.” what ? babies with buzz saws ? these bankers in charge they lacked vision and imagination. challenge me, will you ? well, i’ll show you all ! i’ll see to it this wretched