Now, Disconnected is here

Cadeau... (oui, oui, même pas peur, je propose cette version !)



Bon, allez...

Ce parfum de nos années mortes
Ceux qui peuvent frapper à ta porte

Infinité de destins
On en pose un,

Qu'est-ce qu'on en retient?

Le vent l'emportera...

Man in storm

Love is a razor and I walked the line
On that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter
Her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence
But I will pray for her
I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her
I only I could see her now

Living on a razors edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razors edge

The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...

Circle of fire my baptism of joy and at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain
The book of life opens before me
But I will pray for you
And some day I may return
I would die for you
Beyond is where I learn

Living on a razors edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razors edge

The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...

Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea.

And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale.

Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings.

And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on.

The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime.

Sailing on and on and north across the sea
Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm.

The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.

And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the thirst goes on and on for them and me.

"Day after day, day after day,
we stuck nor breath nor motion
as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."

There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide.

See...onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there's two.

Death and she Life in Death,
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now.
Then...crew one by one
they drop down dead, two hundred men
She...she, Life in Death.
She lets him live, her chosen one.

"One after one by the star dogged moon,
too quick for groan or sigh
each turned his face with a ghastly pang
and cursed me with his eye
four times fifty living men
(and I heard nor sigh nor groan)
with heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
they dropped down one by one."

The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he.

And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God's creatures all of them too.

Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain.

Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes

And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.

Now the curse is finally lifted
And the mariner sights his home
spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and the mariner's left alone.

And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilot's boat, his son and the hermit,
Penance of life will fall onto him.

And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the mariner of his sins.

The mariner's bound to tell of his story
To tell this tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made.

And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on.

All my dark dreams
Drift like smoke in the breeze
The fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep
Here comes the nightmare THAT NEVER ENDS
Here is the dream that makes monsters of men........

Jesus Christ
Who are you?
What have you sacrificed?

Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what
they say you are?

Every time I look at you
I don't understand
Why you let the things you did
Get so out of hand
You'd have managed better
If you'd had it planned
Now why'd you choose
such a backward time
And such a strange land?

If you'd come today
You could have reached
the whole nation
Israel in 4 BC had no
mass communication
Don't you get me wrong

Only want to know

Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ
Who are you?
What have you sacrificed?

Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what
they say you are?

Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what
they say you are?

Tell me what you think
About your friends at the top
Now who d'you think besides yourself
Was the pick of the crop?
Buddah was he where it's at?
Is he where you are?
Could Muhammmed move a mountain
Or was that just PR?
Did you mean to die like that?
Was that a mistake or
Did you know your messy death
Would be a record breaker?

"Etranger à ce drame confus dont déjà on ne peut plus rien connaître, à ce passé tout proche auquel les ruses du langage, les suggestions de la pudeur ou de la vanité ou de la peur donne son visage indéchiffrable, je me tais, malveillant et irrité, je me sens oublié, comme un mort à son enterrement."

Bonjour à toi en passant .

Alors toi t'es énorme.
Je voulais pas lire ton pavé, il faisait vraiment trop pavé.
Pi je l'ai lu, en entier, et plusieurs fois.

Quitte à te faire déprimer, je suis comme toi (ouais je sais c'est dur)

Ce sont tes choix musicaux qui m'ont poussé à commettre cette horreur, j'aime bien orelsan sans être un spécialiste, par contre "the wall" c'est une de mes bibles.

So what?

J'ai rien à te dire, à part que je suis dans la même solitude que toi.

Continue à lire, tu pourras penser à tout ça au moment de partir.

En v'là une putain de richesse.

Je te souhaite de trouver un sens. Si tu trouves je veux savoir.

Bienvenue disonnected.

Eh ben, Orelsan ça « balance » bien !

Dis voir Disco, pourrais-tu faire usage de la troisième icône à droite sous ma localisation ?

You see I'm trapped in my mind
And I'm going trippy
Oh I don't think I'll ever go

You see the walls are so high
That I couldn't climb them
So I don't know which way to roll

But I'm stuck in rewind
Oh I'm looking forward
Damn I wish I new what went wrong

My mental got hit
Oh lord please help me pull through

Eww Way
Ew Way Ew
Eww Way oh

Eww Way
Ew Way Ew
Eww Way oh

You see the sun seems to shine
When I am not looking
Oh he's seen the trick every time

My things do get out of hand
Once in a while inside my mental
Hey at least a nigga ain't die

Hey now when I see what It
I am not lucky
Hey I like to pat my own back

Now it's a gift and a curse since my birth
I'm in a prison
Oh I'm happy right where I'm at

You see I'm trapped in my mind
And I know it's crazy
Hey it's not that bad at all

When yo think of the world
I know it's crazy
Hey I'm not that bad at all

You see I'm trapped in my mind
And I know it's crazy
Hey it's not that bad at all

When you think of the world
I know it's crazy
Hey I'm not that bad at all

Eww Way
Ew Way Ew
Eww Way oh

Eww Way
Ew Way Ew
Eww Way oh

Bon anniversaire.

Je doute que tu lises un jour ces lignes, en tout cas, à l'époque, ton "altercation" avec jean-math m'avait fait rire. Ton côté "troll malgré lui" etc. Ta passion pour la NBA. Ta bogossitude.
J'aurais aimé sortir avec toi, tu sais.

Bon anniversaire