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Boire la coupe jusqu’à la lie (2)

Publié le par Bertrand Ricque

 

Allez voir « Never let me go » d’après le roman d’Kazuo Ichiguro (il sortira en France en mars). Une sensibilité et une profondeur à couper le souffle que je n’avais jusqu’à présent ressentie que dans « Les mots bleus ». Pour un film américain c'est surprenant.

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You make me real

Publié le par Bertrand Ricque

Et un petit dernier :

 

I really want you, really do.
Really need you baby, God knows I do.
'Cause I'm not real enough without you.
Oh, what can I do?

 
You make me real.
You make me feel like lovers feel.
You make me throw away mistaken misery.
Make me free, love, make me free.

You make me real.
Only you have that appeal.
So let me slide into your tender sunken sea.
Make me free, love, make me free.

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Cars hiss by my window

Publié le par Bertrand Ricque

The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach.
The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach.
I got this girl beside me,
But she's out of reach.


Headlight through my window
Shinin' on the wall.
Headlight through my window
Shinin' on the wall.
Can't hear my baby though I call and call


Windows starts to tremble
With a sonic boom.
Window starts to tremble
With a sonic boom.
A cold girl will kill you
In a darkened room.

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Unhappy girl

Publié le par Bertrand Ricque

Unhappy girl
Left all alone
Playing solitaire
Playing warden to your soul
You are locked in a prison
Of your own devise
And you can't believe
What it does to me
To see you
Crying

Unhappy girl
Tear your web away
Saw thru all your bars
Melt your cell today
You are caught in a prison
Of your own devise

Unhappy girl
Fly fast away
Don't miss your chance
To swim in mystery
You are dying in a prison
Of your own device

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The crystal ship

Publié le par Bertrand Ricque

Petite série Jim Morrison

 

Before you slip into unconsciousness

I’d like to have another kiss,

Another flashing chance at bliss,

Another kiss, another kiss.

 

The days are bright and filled with pain.

Enclose me in your gentle rain,

The time you ran was too insane,

We’ll meet again, we’ll meet again.

 

Oh tell me where your freedom lies,

The streets are fields that never die,

Deliver me from reasons why

You’d rather cry, I’d rather fly.

 

The crystal ship is being filled,

A thousand girls, a thousand thrills,

A million ways to spend your time;

When we get back, I’ll drop a line.

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