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Michey, 04.06.2002 à 16:47 30692

C'est d'un type que j'ecoute beaucoup, beaucoup.... Jeff Buckley : Satisfied Mind. How many times have you heard someone say If I had money, I will do things my way But little they know, that it's so hard to find One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind Money can't buy back all your youth when you're old A friend when you're lonely, oh peace to your soul The wealthiest person is a pauper at times Compared to the man with a satisfied mind My life is over and my time has run out My friends and my loved ones I will leave them no doubt But one things for certain When it comes my time I'll leave this old world, oh yeah oh yeah, with a satisfied mind One things for certain, when it comes my time, oh yeah, I'll leave this old world, oh with a satisfied mind Mind mind mind mind, satisfied mind

crepp, 04.06.2002 à 16:12 30683

Bon alors là je place tout de suite un Dead Can Dance, C'est tiré de "mère courage" de Berthold Brecht. How fortunate the man with none You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that gave birth to him And saw that everything was vain. How great and wise was Solomon. The world however did not wait But soon observed what followed on. It's wisdom that had brought him to this state. How fortunate the man with none. You saw courageous Caesar next You know what he became. They deified him in his life Then had him murdered just the same. And as they raised the fatal knife How loud he cried: you too my son! The world however did not wait But soon observed what followed on. It's courage that had brought him to that state. How fortunate the man with none. You heard of honest Socrates The man who never lied: They weren't so grateful as you'd think Instead the rulers fixed to have him tried And handed him the poisoned drink. How honest was the people's noble son. The world however did not wait But soon observed what followed on. It's honesty that brought him to that state. How fortunate the man with none. Here you can see respectable folk Keeping to God's own laws. So far he hasn't taken heed. You who sit safe and warm indoors Help to relieve our bitter need. How virtuously we had begun. The world however did not wait But soon observed what followed on. It's fear of god that brought us to that state. How fortunate the man with none.

Obion, 04.06.2002 à 12:47 30633

J'aime bien cette chanson ci aussi parce que c'est une parabole admirable!!! Le message de cette chanson est: il faut éduquer ses enfants à ne pas gober n'importe quoi et à avoir un sens critique. Bien entendu, une fois revu et corrigé par Zappa, il faut le savoir!:o)) Dreamed I was an Eskimo Frozen wind began to blow Under my boots and around my toes The frost that bit the ground below It was a hundred degrees below zero... And my mama cried And my mama cried Nanook, a-no-no Nanook, a-no-no Don't be a naughty Eskimo Save your money, don't go to the show Well I turned around and I said "Oh, oh" Oh Well I turned around and I said "Oh, oh" Oh Well I turned around and I said "Ho, Ho" And the northern lights commenced to glow And she said, with a tear in her eye "Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow" "Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow"

Obion, 04.06.2002 à 12:28 30628

Bigmouth Strikes again des Smith... reprise admirablementt bien par Placebo...(là j'ai mis le texte Placebo en fait... il est plus "actuel") Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said I'd like to smash every tooth In your head Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking When I said by rights you should be Bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her Discman started to melt Oh ... Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her megadrive started to melt Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ...

man, 04.06.2002 à 11:42 30623

Ben oui, y'a pas que la chanson française dans la vie ! On entame avec une superbe chanson de la non moins superbe Lhasa, "Mi vanidad" : Desde que no hay maldad Que no hay ni hambre Ni miedo ni soledad No hay nadie que me ame En toda esta ciudad Desde que no hay dolor No hay nadie que sufra Por un amor Nadie más que yo No, no quiero olvidar Ay ! Ya no se canta Como se cantaba ayer Ahora dicen «Ventomamos un café Besamos en Français» No, ya no se canta «Sin tu amor me moriré» No se grita «Ya No aguanto este sufrir Quiero vivir…» Linda canción Desde que no hay maldad Todo el mundo se ríe De mi ansiedad Yo lo llamo «poesía» -Le dicen «Vanidad» Desde que no hay tradición Mi vida se desnuda Ya sin pasión Y no sé para qué Sirve mi corazón ¡Ay! Ya no se canta Como se cantaba ayer Ahora dicen «Ventomamos un café Besamos en Français» No, ya no se canta «Sin tu amor me moriré» No se grita «Ya No aguanto este sufrir Quiero vivir…» Linda canción

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