Here is this time of lonelinessIn a corner barAnd some side glanceWith the unknown,Every day,Every day in this corner barBut every day is a new dawnAnd suddendly,A sweet doubt,One time for the sweet doubt No sounds,No background noise,Just silenceAnd the shadow of the plantsNo presence,No background noise,No one,Nobody, Every day in this corner barEvery day,At the same timeThe reflection of the sun,On the tiled floor,Across the shutterAnd then,The time for the sweet doubt,No form, no color,And without subject,A cloudy spell in my mind No sounds,No background noise,Just silenceAnd the shadow of the plantsNo presence,No background noise,No one,Nobody
I’m gonna beA fixed point in the daylightA fuzzy tree in a big and green areaA misunderstanding in the eyes of the curiousA white street in the brightnessA vehement garden, a squall and silenceA blank page about the meaning An opened sky to the speechless desiresI’m gonna beOlderFinally To smile to whom i wantI’m gonna beOlderFinally 3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boatsAnd the light in the morningAnd the humidity of the meetingAnd a vague feeling aboutThe reason of a so long journeyTo smile to whom i want
Indie folk bed, indie pop bed. Confident, positive & carefree. ...Indie folk bed, indie pop bed. Confident, positive & carefree. Recommended for DIY, daily life, TV program Ukulele, synth & snaps.
Indie acoustic bed with a touch of repetitive music. Cyclic, ...Indie acoustic bed with a touch of repetitive music. Cyclic, percussive & decided. Suggested for cooking, TV programs, time-lapse. Piano, percussion & shaker.
Indie acoustic bed with a touch of repetitive music, cyclic & ...Indie acoustic bed with a touch of repetitive music, cyclic & determined. Suggested for cooking, TV programs, time-lapse. Solo piano.
BLACK It's a brand new season You got a rock to face You seem lost in the corner But you have to be there You were a part-time hero So sure of your fate Now you're back to zero I go back in time Watching the world around Go back in time Watching the world around Watching the world around You have a hundred reasons To get discouraged You find a hundred meanings Why here you remain You're still a full-time hero No fear on your face You'll spread your wings tomorrow I go back in time Watching the world around Go back in time Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around Watching the world around
Psyche rock. Confident, determined & captivating in an Andean mood. ...Psyche rock. Confident, determined & captivating in an Andean mood. Recommended for road-trip. Rock band with electric guitars, bass & drums.
Hey baby, I don’t think that you understandYou’re turning, you’re turning, You are turning around me but I’ve got a man Well do you need a written notice as a fact?Are you rea, are you rea,Are you really stupid or do you just pretend? I’m already taken and I sayLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Don’t you see that you ain’t deceiving nobodyYour uncea, your unceaYour unceasing simpering ways get on my nerves Don’t put on such airs showing so much soppinessPlease relax, have a wank, And then come back to me when you get over it You’re nice and cute oh little boyLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Let us be friends, don’t try to charm meLet us be friends, don’t put the blame on meLet us be friends, please keep it cool babyLet us be friends, just find another lover!
Je n’ai de rôle que par absence dans la coulée de la mémoire Que m’y déplaise en apparence, d’entre les formes la plus choisieSans que m’advienne que je devienneLa couturière de mon silence J’aurais vécuD’avoir étéPar temps pareil Boucles d’oreillesEt cheveux blonds
Aux rêves un peu plus bleu du cielQue je regarde à demeurerSi près de toi,Si près de moiSi près passé S’en passa quoiDe quoi jouerA double jeuDu jeu d’aimerA noir ou blanc ?Dans quelle main ?Ce sera qui ?Pour finir quoi ?Je prends la dame à te laisser ne pas gagnerA te laisser seule sans savoirQui te regarde, à quoi sers-tu ?Sans rester seuleAvec ni moi pour te garder ni toi pour perdre au jeu d’aimer Dans le miroirUn peu de sel sous les paupières Il me sera sans conséquencesQu’ainsi la fuite dans la mémoire Qu’à même pas, quel souvenir de lui s’effaceL’autre écritureSans l’autre signeQue de sa main l’oubli de moi sur mon épaule Ici l’amour est sans duréeDans le hasard que j’organiseNe m’accoutume, qu’il ne soit l’autreDans le mélange de mes journéesSi d’aventure j’ouvre la porteSur l’autre absence de mon partage