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Je n'attache aucune importance à la vie
Je n'épingle pas le moindre papillon de vie à l'importance
J'abandonne ce repos trop fort
Et je cours haletant vers le bourdonnement des mouches
La prophétie des mauvais jours et des soirs maigres
Aboutit toujours à ce grand carrefour
Celle des secondes prolongées
Bondé de nuages ou de cris
On joue de grands airs
Et c'est la nuit qui s'approche
André Breton/Philippe Soupault
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Another Cigarettes
07:36
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Drive, drive, drive, baby you can drive in the swinging London night,
Tomorrow never knows.
Your sweet, sweet kisses, the taste of your skin, the first cigarette
I touch your mind, white, the colour of your heart.
Watch! David Bowie is playing on Santa Monica’s stage,
Your arms around my neck
Our golden years, oh golden years!
Flowers in your hair, a smile on your lips, another cigarette
Draw me a rainbow, the colours of your heart.
Play, play me, play me, play me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me,
The clouds above our heads.
In your darkest room, your darkest room
Your body, nude and pale, some tears on your cheeks, another cigarette
We fade to black, the colour of your heart.
Dope me, drink me, rape me, in the park of Alki Beach,
In the middle of filth
Our dirty years, oh dirty years.
Poison in your veins, the smell of your sweat, a last cigarette
I stay to hear the silence of your heart.
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Easy Suburb Life
07:20
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Piazza Navona
Saville Row
Boulevard Saint-Germain
Mehringdamm
Lungo Tevere
Charing Cross Road
Avenue Montaigne
Kastanienallee
Walk with me in the European capitals, old cities, suffocated cities
Rue Verneuil, Friedrichstrasse, on the Queen's Walk, Via Appia
I will lose you in the crowd
Come with me in the last underground railway
Let's join the suburbs, irriadiated suburbs
Graffities on the walls , spittles on the windows
I won't lose you on the ring road
Walk with me in the European capitals, angry cities, saturated cities
Place des Vosges, Unter den Linden, Regent Street, Via Cavour
I will lose you in the crowd
Come with me in the last underground railway
Let's join the suburbs, paradisiacal suburbs
Surfers on the asphalt, lovers in the cellars
I won't lose you on the ring road
Black moon on the haunted building
Young lost souls died in car-crashing
The bodies explode in rioting
Directed by a new prophecy
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Cloudy Sunday
07:35
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Cloudy Sunday in your boring life
Coffee is burning, zero degree on the bathroom ground.
A strange face sees you in a dirty mirror
Fatal attraction, fascination
Welcome in your Wonderland
Cloudy Sunday in your fairy life
Lights are dancing like red virgins on the bedroom walls
A sweet voice tells you on the television
Sounds and visions in Mondovision
Welcome in your Wonderland
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Novö Lüxo
06:36
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Try another life
Kiss a black frog and repeat the correct code
Drive a golden Cadillac and take your crown
You are the King of Nothing
In the silver rain
Ride a black horse and find the secret glade
Dig a hole and hide your treasure
You are the perfect miser
Change your habits, become rich
Spend your money, buy a friend
Eat the world, crash your enemies
Break your roots, taste the lust
novö lüxo
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Erotic Antique
06:07
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Julia, naked on a white sheet, under the Ercolano’s sun
Campania’s fire, Campania’s fire !
Flavius raised like a black horse, like a half-god of delight
Campania’s wild, Campania’s wild !
Erotic Antique, two bodies, interlaced, in the heat of the beast
Till the season of mist
Erotic Antique, two souls, above the gulf, in the oven of their love
Petrified like a stone
Erotic Antique, two statues on the place, witnesses of an age
The lovers on the stage
Julia, Flavius, Via Remus, under the Ercolano’s sun
Campania’s story, Campania’s story...
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Black Summer
07:14
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Black summer, another angel cries
Take my hand, in the dusk of your life
Don’t worry, we’ll crumble into dust!
Black summer, another evil laughs
Share your bread, illuminate fate
Don’t wait, we’ll return from the dawn!
Black summer, other prophets preach
Break this stoup, set fire on this cross
Just see, we’ll live like the blessed!
And don’t waste your time my dear,
We take care all your fears
Follow the shortest way,
We can’t change the day!
Black summer, another planet dies
Watch these stars, don’t believe the siren
Just hear, she’ll sing a better world!
Black summer, another angel cries
So don’t waste your time my dear,
We take care all your fears ….
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Dante (L'enfer)
04:55
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Le jour commençait à disparaître et l'air noir-ravinien appelait au repos les habitants de la Terre.
Nous passions à travers ces âmes qu'accable la pluie noirâtre, et nous marchions sur leurs ombres qui paraissaient des corps.
Remarque Tirésias qui changea de traits et de forme et qui devint femme. D'homme qu'il était, il fallut qu'il frappât de sa verge magique les deux serpents accouplés avant de pouvoir reprendre la force de son sexe.
Alors je me tournai semblable à celui à qui il tarde de regarder ce qu'il doit fuir, mais qui, sentant son courage succomber à une crainte soudaine, n'ose pas s'arrêter pour reconnaître le danger. Et je vis derrière moi un démon noir qui marchait sur le pont. Que sa figure était féroce ! Que ses gestes étaient menaçants ! Il avait les ailes étendues et la marche légère. Ses épaules pointues et élevées portaient un pêcheur qu'il tenait suspendu par les pieds et il cria :
« Vois ma douleur cruelle, toi qui pendant ta vie peut visiter l'empire des morts ! As-tu jamais été témoin d'un tourment plus affreux ? Comme il nous a trompé le chef de ceux qui enfourchent les damnés, les damnés ! »
Plus bas, il est un lieu où ne règnent pas les tourments mais qui est attristé seulement par les Ténèbres. On n'y entend pas des cris aigus, mais de lamentables soupirs. J'habite ce lieu, avec ces pauvres innocents mordus par la mort avant d'avoir été purifiés du péché commun à tous les mortels.
(D'après l'Enfer de Dante)
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There's no Better Place
08:38
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Someday I'll find you in the driest of deserts
Where nothing grows, even if it rains. Can you great me ?
Without fears, without wealth, under the pale moon, the howling wind
There's no better place
Someday you'll curse me, on the highest of mountains
I'll have lost words, the promises, please forgive me
I'm not a liar, still less a thief, then give me your heart, your secret soul
There's no better place
Time is running out
The weight of the years
Communication lost
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Till the End
07:43
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A barren land
An empty world
The silent burns our secrets share
A forest dies in depths of sea
An acid rain to turn off the sun
A golden throne upon the hill
An empire rather than peace
Till the end
A holy priest, the fall of Church
A treasure hunt for junk jewels
They live in search the glory days
While we are trying to stay the same
Till the end
Just you and me
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