Across the universe (non exhaustif)

Tadadam!

Do you hear me, I'm talking to you. Across the water across the deep blue ocean. Under the open sky, oh my baby I'm trying. Boy I hear you in my dreams. I feel your whisper across the sea. I keep you with me in my heart. You make it easier when life gets hard!

Forget les paroles

Nice clip! Il faudrait l'expliquer a utube...

I got to face myself; got to free my mind.

I got to chase my Soul, get back my glow

I got to go

Yes I got to

Run run run run run run

Run for my Soul

It's getting better

Clip profondément nul. Chanson appreciée.

C'est un choix

On the turning away

From the pale and down trodden

And the words they say

Which we won't understand

"Don't accept that what's happening

Is just a case of others ' suffering

Or you'll find that you're joining in

The turning away"

*

It's a sin that somehow

Light is changing to shadow

And casting its shroud Over all we have known

Unaware how the ranks have grown

Driven on by a heart of stone

We could find that we're all alone

In the dream of the proud

*

On the wings of the night

As the daytime is stirring

Where the speechless unite

In a silent accord

Using words you will find are strange

And mesmerised as they light the lame

Feel the new wind of change

On the wings of the night

*

No more turning away

From the weak and the weary

No more turning away

From the coldness inside

Just a world that we all must share

It's not enough just to stand and stare

Is it only a dream that there'll be

No more turning away?

It helps!

Way A

Donna Donna - Joan Baez

On a waggon bound for market there's a calf with a mournful eye. High above him there's a swallow, winging swiftly through the sky. How the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the whole day through, and half the summer's night. "Stop complaining!“ said the farmer. Who told you a calf to be ? Why don't you have wings to fly with, like the swallow so proud and free?“ Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, never knowing the reason why. But whoever treasures freedom, like the swallow has learned to fly.

FUCK THE RESENTMENT AWAY!

Une frousse de le perdre, mais non bien sur, JAMAIS!

Lalala

Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?

Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats

You cant say were satisfied

But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried

Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye?

Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?

All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke

Let me whisper in your ear:

Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?

Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet

I hate that sadness in your eyes

But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye?

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats

You cant say were satisfied

But angie, I still love you, baby

Evrywhere I look I see your eyes

There aint a woman that comes close to you

Come on baby, dry your eyes

But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive?

Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried

Use your Illusion I (1991)

Un bémol mineur

Comme le trèfle à quatre feuilles, je cherche votre bonheur. Je suis l'homme qui tombe à pic... pour prendre ton cœur. Il faut se tenir à carreaux. Caro, ce message vient du cœur. Une pyramide de baisers, une tempête d'amitié, Une vague de caresses, Un cyclone de douceur. Un océan de pensées. Caroline, je t'ai offert un building de tendresse. J'ai une peur bleue. J'suis poursuivi par l'armée rouge. Pour toi j'ai pris des billets verts, il a fallu qu'je bouge. Pyromane de ton cœur, Canadair de tes frayeurs, Je t'ai offert une symphonie de couleurs. Elle est partie, maso, avec un vieux macho Qu'elle avait rencontré dans une station de métro. Quand je les vois main dans la main fumant le même mégot,Je sens un pincement dans son cœur, mais elle n'ose dire un mot, C'est qu'je suis l'as de trèfle qui pique ton cœur... L'as de trèfle qui pique ton cœur... L'as de trèfle qui pique ton cœur...

Caroline - Mc Solaar

New Art For The People - The Indelicates

Non, le clip n'est pas épatant mais deezer est HS sur ce coup là.

Es ist nichts!

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