martes, febrero 14, 2006

"Free" Powerman 5000

"Free"

Let's go!
Everybody needs to start their own fire
Everybody needs a riot of their own
Everybody needs to be something that they are not
Everybody needs to go it alone

Because!
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't be what you want to be
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't see what you need to see

Okay!
All the time spent hanging on to anything
All the time spent knowing that they're wrong
All the time wasted, stolen back, innocent
You won't get a second more so move it along

Because!
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't be what you want to be
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't see what you need to see

Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't be what you want to be
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't see what you need to see

Wishing and hoping and thinking it's you
That's got this all under control
Never a minute has passed you all by
When they haven’t invaded your soul

It’s not something you can hold
It’s not something you own
It's not something you can buy or steal
You've got it when you're alone

Being free is a tragedy
When you don't know yourself
Being free is a tragedy
When you don't know who you are

Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't be what you want to be
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't see what you need to see

Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't be what you want to be
Living so free is a tragedy
When you can't see what you need to see

Let's go!
Hey, hey, hey!
Alright then
This is the story of your life man

domingo, febrero 12, 2006

Marlène

Oh Marlène
Les cœurs saignent
Et s'accrochent en haut
De tes bas
Oh Marlène
Dans tes veines
Coule l'amour
Des soldats
Et quand ils meurent ou s'endorment
C'est la chaleur de ta voix
Qui les apaise, et les traîne
Jusqu'en dehors des combats
Oh Marlène, c'est la haine
Qui nous a amener la
Mais Marlène, dans tes veines
Coulait l'amour des soldats
Eux quand ils meurent
Ou s'endorment
C'est dans le creux de tes bras
Qu'ils s'abandonnent
Et qu'ils brûlent
Comme un clope
Entre tes doigts