sábado, 4 de janeiro de 2014

A história do passarinho sem asas... (que quis amar e ser amado) mas se tronou passarinus doloridus e...



A Sunday Smile



(Encore... une fois)

All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
And you know my wishes are sincere.
What's to say for the days I cannot fear

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
And at Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
And at Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt clean. (and)

We burnt to the ground
Left a view to admire
With buildings inside church of white.
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire.
And as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white.

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
And at cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
And at cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt clean.(and)


Un Dernier Verre (Pour la Route)



Come sit at the table
Under October's able skies
Once we'd seen eye to eye
I'd known that I'd pass you by, and I tried

The bells chime
Seven times
Completed at nine
The world moves slower, I find

No, but I
Learned of time
By your hands

And in shallow waters' end
I learned not to swim, but to lie

I'll wait for now
'Til it's ready to burn out
I insist on doubts
We're already lying on the glass
The glass

Cherbourg



And a fall from you
is a long way down
I've found a better way out
And a fall from you
is a long way down
I know a better way out

Well it's been a long time
since I've seen you smile
Gambled away my fright
Till the morning lights shine

Sunday morning
only fog on the limbs
I called it again
what do you know
And I filled our days
with cards and gin
You're alight again, my dear

I will lead the way, oh, lead the way
When I know
And I'll slip away, oh, sweep away
What I don't
Well seize the way, oh, seize the way
No, I won't
I will lead the way, oh, lead the day
When I know



The Flying Club Cup



I built my house of reeds upon a marsh in Elise
My father was released a day's walk from San Denise
We buried him beneath the bone-white sands of San Denise

Silence of an airborne night
Push high above the roof
Daughters of the Red lights blind
The icy works of art
The city lights and restless nights
Go once upon the Lord
You and I will lie beside the fire sparked from boards

It's yours

Nantes



Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
And I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
This will slip into the sea
Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile

Nobody raise your voices
Just another night in Nantes
Nobody raise your voices
Just another night in Nantes

We saw...
French interlude Parlé en français (Extrait de "Le Mépris"Godard):
Woman - Ah non, j't'en prie. Mais ço(ça), ça me facine...
Man - Je t'assure que...
Woman - Non! Laisse-moi!
Man - Qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui?
Woman - J'ai que les hommes me dégoûtent.
Vous pensez qu'à ça.



The Penalty



Like an ancient day and I'm on trial
Let them seize the way, this once was an island
And I could not stay for I believed them
Left for the lights always in season

Impassable night in a crowd of homesick
Fully grown children, you'll leave the lights
Your family may not wait, Sir, keep on believing
Our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling
Let them think what they may, for they've good reason
Left for the lights always in season

Cliquot



A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor
Now I'll beat on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, a fever, tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll beat on my drum until then.

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

Set fire to foundation and burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window will flicker and billow
I won't leave a stitching behind

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold

Le Banlieu



In the hall i heard
your faints falling
Your trial and my
corrections made

You had all the prayers
of my loose heart

You had all the prayers
of my...

No i was not there
on the church stairs
The wind in my hair
a flood through my tear

No i was not there
on the church stairs
The wind in my hair
a flood through my tear

Me i wanted, i wanted
the right time
Me i wanted, i wanted
the fire in line

Me i wanted, i wanted
the right time
Me i wanted, i wanted
the fire in line

Guyamas Sonora



In the hall I heard your faints falling
Your trial and my corrections made

You had all the prayers
Of my loose heart
You had all the prayers
Of once had gone

No I was not there
On the church stairs
The wind in my hair
A flood through my tear

No I was not there
On the church stairs
The wind in my hair
A flood through my tear

Me I wanted, I wanted
The right time
Me I wanted, I wanted
The fire in line
Me I wanted, I wanted
The right time
Me I wanted, I wanted
The fire in line

Scenic World



the lights go on
the lights go off
when things don't feel right
i lie down like a tired dog
licking his wounds in the shade

when i feel alive
i try to immagine a careless life
a scenic world where the sunsets are all
breathtaking

Mount Wroclai (Idle Days)



And I know winter will pass by slow
Without my heart what can I do?
In the halls a bell gives way to a larger swell
Without my heart what can I do?
Oh, Wroclai

And we grow fat on the charms
Of our idle dreary days
Seen the shadows grow
See an ominous display
With no alarm
Couldn't say we'd have expected this way
Under stars have died
Decadence to play
Mount Wroclai

The Canals Of Our City



Walls gone over the sea
But not for me
Watch now, all will end
Now all that I'm, under a tide
Now I'm, under a tide
Tall hair under it all
Much more than I once had
Over seas

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