...

Le vide appelle des concentrations d'atomes

(they also call it sex, sometimes)

...Let's talk about me (APP)

Tu disais que si tout s'était passé avant, quelque temps avant, une vingtaine d'années avant... tout aurait été différent.
Tu disais que si je t'étais apparue avant, tu aurais pensé autrment...
Tu ne voyais pas mon coeur se tordre et se briser.
Ma vie n'est pas jouée, son cours va continuer. Et... moi je n'y vois que toi.

love and the marriage (goes together lika a horse and carriage)

Pourquoi se marier si on peut s'aimer?

Daniel...

Daniel que me semble doux le son de ton nom
Que me semblent doux le temps, le monde, à ta façon
Après toi rien ne saura plus être pareil
Sans toi rien ne saurait être, Daniel

Et tant de fois en vain la paix j'ai cherché
Et en tant de mers à en perdre pied j'ai vogué
Quand seule pouvait m'apaiser la mer de tes yeux
Et seuls tes bras me retenir en ces lieux

Et tant de chemins j'ai du parcourir
Tant de chagrin, tant à souffrir
Quand panser ton coeur pouvait me suffire
Et en ta vie se trouvait une raison à la mienne

Daniel, tant de fois je pourrais répéter ce nom
Que j'aimerais faire de ton coeur ma maison
Et de ton esprit ma raison
Sans toi rien ne pourrait plus être, Daniel


06.12
---manu c a december 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

burpsday

Yeah, I'm 20. Yahoo.

(Yeah, I'm happy, I swear. Yeah! Can't you see? What, I look like Droopy? Graww it's not my fault anyway)

And in just one year, you can vote for me for the Senate. (In case I decide not to join the Legion of Honour) ... or maybe I'll be in Las Vegas, could be nice.

Archi

La religion est la structure des faibles.

Wrong Lane

Sometimes I feel
Like I've lived too much
Discovered all too fast

The things I say
Don't fit my face
The things I feel
Don't fit my age

Then life itself turns into a place
Where nothing matters 'cause nothing's new

And love turns into a tricky game
Where everyone gets lost and hurt



---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Doe Maar




Encore un chouette truc! Leur hilarious ''Doris Day'' passe assez souvent sur les bonnes radios.

Mignonne allons voir si la rose...

... allons voir si la neige persiste au dehors, enrobée de nuages cotonneux, comateux mais réconfortants. Parfois traître mais pleine de douceur.

Cressida

un excellent groupe (prog' rock? Yep, rather) que tout le monde gagne à connaître, tout spécialement cet album, Asylum. Surtout si vous appréciez Jethro Tull.
M'ci jean-Hub'!

E não tem mais nada...

É... parece que nada mais vai te segurar
E nada mais vai impedir minha alma de chorar
Tudo em vão, tudo morto, jogado no chão
E nada em minhas mãos vai ficar

É... pra longe você se foi, voou
Por escolha propria ou mal entendido
Não quis sequer escutar os gritos do meu coração
Nem deu a minima para meus cortes ainda abertos

Pra que lugar distante seus passos vão te levar?
Em que braços novos seu corpo vai se jogar?
É... parece que na sua vida já não tenho mais meu lugar
E enquanto eu me apago você vai se encontrar.

25.10 23:30

Stud'(ebaker?)Nope, just studio.

Nothing really matters when I'm looking to your eyes, even if it's me I'm trying to fool

J'adore regarder tes yeux et y lire toute cette urgence.

Ordem, Amor e Progresso

Ordem nenhuma vai vai regrar as mentes,
Progresso algum vai alegrar as almas
Enquanto se insistir em esquecer
Ou ter como fraqueza
O que deveria ser destino, amar
O necessario para os braços se dar, o Amor.

10.10

---manu c a october 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

livremente inspirado... de Auguste Comte ; )

Le Orme - Ad Gloriam


Full review of this great record here.

Really love, I always push 'repeat' for this!


track-list:

1. Introduzione
2. Ad Gloriam
3. Oggi Verra
4. Milano 1968
5. I Miei Sogni
6. Mita Mita
7. Fumo
8. Senti L'estate Che Torna
9. Fiori Di Giglio
10. Non So Restare Solo
11. Conclusione

hard times' playlist

here's what I've been listening to

1-Senti L'Estate Che Torna - Le Orme
2-Mood For A Day - Yes
3-Nights in White Satin - Moody Blues
4-Even the Clock - Steamhammer
5-Spirit - Gleemen
6-Hello, I love you - The Doors
7-Real Love - John Lennon
8-With you there... - Jethro Tull
9-Have you ever seen the Rain - CCR
10-Highway Star - Deep Purple

One last kiss

Give me just one last kiss
Before you turn and walk away
Let me hold you one last time
Though I know you won't stay
Don't be afraid, I know and won't hope
I just want your lips, one last time

It's something I don't wanna forget
Though I know it'll hurt
Everytime I'll think about
How great it was to be burned by you
So, no matter if it will mean goodbye
Please be kind and kiss my tears away.

03.09


---manu c a september 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Elle s'en va

Ouaip... ça donne plus lyrics qu'aut' chose. Mais j'ai rien encore tenté comme base là-dedans.

Et voilà, elle s'en va
ça ne sert à rien de tenter de la retenir
C'est peine perdue
Tes larmes n'y changeront rien

Tu savais pourtant dès le début
Que ça n'allait pas durer
Elle ne t'a jamais menti
Elle ne t'a jamais rien promis

Un dernier regard tant que tu es devant
Une fois passé, jamais elle ne se retournera
Tu sens que son coeur aussi se brise
Tu sens que jamais elle n'a voulu te faire de mal
Mais elle est de ces âmes qui ne peuvent être enchaînées
De ces choses qui ne peuvent qu'être rencontrées

Et maintenant qu'elle s'en va
Tu te sens voler en éclats
Quand tu la vois loin de toi
Ses ailes étendues fendant le brouillard

Autour de toi, il fait froid
Tu la suis des yeux un instant
Voguer vers le prochain coeur à recoller
Le prochain être à réchauffer

Ton regard ne peut plus la caresser
Une fois pour toutes elle s'en est allée
Et tu sens ton coeur qui se brise
Tu regrettes que tout se soit terminé si mal
Mais elle était une âme qui n'aurait jamais pu vivre enchaînée
Et qui n'est venue que pour t'illuminer

05.10


---manu c a october 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

the fish

I'm just a game you want to play
A mouse your claws will want to catch
The fish you'd wish to fish away

I'm just a loser in this battlefield
Who uses no armor to enter the fight
And ends up crying when they turn off the light

But above all I'm a dreamer
It's a dangerous sickness which can't be cured
But somehow the pain it brings just turns to pleasure

03.10


---manu c a october 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

blue

I'd like to dive into your eyes
And try to find some hope in that sea of yours
So please don't go, don't turn your head
It won't be long 'till I'm lost in the blue

Electrified, I realized my thoughts, my words
Were always made for you
This blues that always haunted me
Is right what I'm looking into.

02.10


---manu c a october 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

.

ne cherchez pas à connaître ce que vous ne voudriez pas savoir

Philo, même les Chats Philottent.


Puisque plein de monde passait son exam de Philo today (ah les 2des sess'... Vade Retro!!), me suis souvenue de cette photo...
Vous voyez le bouquin, là?
Vous voyez la petite photo sur la partie arrière de la couverture? Huhu? Bingo! Haarscher!
Et voyez l'effet sur mon pôv' chat... Tsc tsc!
Quelle égoïste aussi, elle aurait pu lire en entier et me le résumer.

[LYRICS] The sound of goodbye

**Enregistré. Je chante toujours aussi mal tiens!**

Well, I'll maybe record that as soon as I find some time.

There, looking at you leaving
Trying to catch the reasons you could find
There, with some tears on my face
Searchinf for mistakes I could have made

You've taken all of your things
'Left no trace, no sign behind your shadow
And I feel so broken inside
You never gave me no chance to try

No one wants to hear the sound of goodbye
No one wants to hear the sound of goodbye
But it's always when you fear
That the one you love the most
Will say goodbye, take the road and fly

There, looking at empty walls
Feeling like a part of me is missing
I know I'll have to face the truth
So I'll crack a smile and pretend I'll be all right

No one wans to hear the sound of goodbye
No one wants to hear the sound of goodbye
But it's always when you fear
That the one you love the most
Will say goodbye, take the road and fly

No one wants to hear the sound of goodbye
No one ever wants to hear the sound of goodbye
But there's nothing you can do
When the one you love the most
Feels he got to break your heart and go


---manu c a august 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Why am I so weak everytime I'm in front of Him?

Why? My mind so quick and cynic
can't ever find the words
Why? My eyes who could face the worse in the world
will always end up wet and tired

The harm is done and it's much too strong
And I'll have to carry that weight for still too long.

Te koop Te koop Te koop

Chez Hema, cds très branchés classic-rock à 7.95...

-> Aqualung - Jethro Tull



et

-> No lookin' back - Michael McDonald



Puis hier saut chez Caroline Music (hein, Ozz ;) ) :

-> Fragile - Yes



et

-> This Was - Jethro Tull

clouds

Quand le blues revient, j'aime bien m'asseoir et regarder les nuages devenir lourds, noirs. J'aime sentir l'atmosphère se dégrader, me sentir enfin en phase avec les éléments, bientôt en colère. Là, je m'apaise enfin. La colère intérieure se transforme un peu en désespoir, en conscience de la vanité de mes actes, de la vanité de l'existence, de mon existence. Pourquoi?

Run run, the spiders run

Sometimes I feel
Like if there were spiders
Running and crawling
Under my burning skin

Since I'm in love
They never go away
Traces of my madness
Signs that I'm under your spell

Sometimes I feel
Like if there were
Boiling water around my brain
I can't think, I'm totally insane

That's how you make me feel,
Totally insane
Even when you're not there
You drive me crazy all the same

I feel your fingers
All over my skin
Like so many crawling spiders
And I start to burn


19-08
---manu c a august 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

beat'

''he said come with me my little beatnik queen, let me hold you tight
you are my dream come true so won't you stay the night...''

bill is in love.

Il n'y a plus rien à faire, ça y est, je suis foutue. Quand on se retrouve à trois heures du matin, à sentir ses paumes pour y retrouver l'odeur de celui dont le manque nous dévore les entrailles, c'est qu'il est trop tard. C'est que l'on est irrémédiablement perdu. C'est que notre salut dépend déjà d'autrui. Et là... on court le risque d'avoir mal. D'ailleurs, on sait que l'on aura probablement mal. On ne sait juste pas quand. Et le rêve réside dans ces spéculations. Cela s'appelle tomber amoureux. J'aurais aimé pouvoir l'éviter. Mais couler ainsi est trop doux pour s'en priver.

me.

...

Comment un être peut-il contenir tant de haine? Un de ces jours, tout ça finira par exploser. Vers l'intérieur ou l'extérieur, telle est la question.

...it's only words but words are all we have

Les paroles échangées sont la chose la plus terrifiante au monde lorsqu'elles sont vraies, lorsqu'elles parlent de nous, lorsqu'elles comportent une part de nous. Terrifiantes pour celui qui les entend et qui devient peut-être malgré lui un peu responsable d'une autre âme; terrifiantes pour celui qui les prononce car il offre en pâture tout son être et s'expose aux coups meurtriers que seul un esprit peut porter. Terrifiantes enfin parce qu'elles ont le pouvoir de faire jaillir une nouvelle attache, faite de vulnérabilité et éternelle.


27.07.05 00:32

Don't hurt me

There it is, you know I'm weak
I hope you won't be too cruel
Cause now you have the keys that open my soul

You know the things that wake me in the night
You know the ghosts who've been hauting me for so long
You know how hard it is to be myself

I don't ask for no tenderness
It's just a crazy wish, a fool's dream
I don't need anything that you wouldn't want to give

But my heart and my head, it's all a terrible mess
So, now you know all the wounds I carry open wide
Please, I'm begging you, don't do me no harm.


27.07.05 00:24

---manu c a july 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

the blues

Nil Aramis

Voilà, mercredi passé, excursion chez un gentil mister... et... reçu (gratos!) une démo, toute belle et tout et même 4 partoches.

Donc... beh qui sait, je serai ptêt gratteuse dans Nil Aramis!.

Un clip dispo là-dessus

te koop te koop te koop

mes achats today:

Who's next - The Who
In the eye of the storm - Roger Hodgson

en bouquins:
ça - Stephen King
La nuit des enfant rois - euh... chais plus qui!

cool, nan?

...

D'aucuns disent que lorsqu'on touche le fond, on peut alors apprécier à sa juste mesure le bonheur. Mais se sont-ils déjà demandés si après cela on avait encore envie de le chercher?

London under bombs...

That's it, another dream is over... Why do they always end up killing, hurting, lying, beeing so... human?

Anyway, let's just listen so some good song (Angel - Jimi Hendrix) and... sort of forget it a little. Then try to find some reasons, try to understand why, how, they did that. Though the reasons may seem unfair, ridiculous, unreachable, they are there.

Then, with that sound in my ears, I feel better and I remember what was my opinion right before these bombs. I still think human beeings are good. And when a life messes up or get messed... it's not always an individual problem. We're going wrong... so did Jacky said. Let's try to find the right path to follow, each one and...let's try to help others around. Every terrorist had to go through the decision to follow that path. If someone had explained, had showed them another one...

As long as we would try to live alone, to feel protected only when our house is locked -and our hearts, to believe every stranger is a danger... we're never going to fix our fears, we're never going to make this world a better place.

Call me a fool, I don't care. I'll just keep on trying to fool people around me if that could at least bring a sparkle of hope to their souls.

We have no god, we have not much certitudes in this world. The only thing we have is each other. Why should we spoil our only way to happiness?

Peace and love! (Yep, that sound silly, don't? ; ) )

Zappa!

Europa, earth's cry, heaven's smile...

La force de l'Europe, c'est l'enseignement, c'est l'esprit critique, c'est l'ouverture d'esprit. Pourvu que jamais on ne s'embourbe trop loin dans cette voie qu'on a commencé à prendre, pourvu que jamais on n'ai un EUA-bis. Parce que la seule solution pour ouvrir et changer le monde quand le géant aux fondations ruinées, douteuses et décrépies s'effondrera est d'avoir une population tolérante et à même de comprendre ce monde; c'est de prendre en considération chaque individu et non les marginaliser parce qu'ils ne sont pas bien nés; c'est donner une chance à chaque être humain et non de mettre en place une élite.

Aucun problème n'est insolvable**lisez ''insoluble'', hein Willou?: P** si on prend le temps d'essayer de le détricoter.

Le plus raciste de tous les supporters d'extrême-droite aurait pu être une personne tolérante et ouverte...si on lui avait donné l'occasion de s'interroger sur la question.

La bêtise ne résiste pas à la Raison et, même si celle-ci ne peut tout résoudre, elle peut au moins amener la bonne volonté à l'esprit et amener à regarder à deux fois avant de tirer, sur son propre pied ou sur son voisin.

Goodbye

Well, sadly, this could almost be my moto. I like this text. Wrote it some time ago, as a 'goodbye' note to a poetry group I was, one very blue evening. Couldn't go, too weak. But the words were like wings and I felt like flying away with every line. And sometimes I still go back to my all-scratched and dirty school papers and read, read, read... It keeps me from trying to act. It gives me an artificial paradise so I can stop wondering if I could, if I should look for the true, peaceful one.

Goodbye, the day has died
And my time is getting by
I have to go

Goodbye, as shadows eat the walls,
dark thoughts eat my mind
I'm feeling low

Goodbye, I can't stay anymore
in this party where I don't belong
All I do is wrong

Goodbye, but I won't miss you
Where I'm going nothing matters
And all is blue


---manu c a april 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Carole King - Tapestry


Voilà, another record, another (light) review. This could figure between my all-time ten fav' records. here you will find a real review (Wilson&Alroy... I don't like all they say but this one's pretty fair).
So, first Carole King. This is a great lady. (First she's beautiful). She has a great voice and I love the way she works it, the way she uses it. The lady is also a huge composer. Just look: in tapestry alone you can find almost as many hits as songs.
Now the record. If you should have just one King's record, it has to be Tapestry. It's better than a best of. (I tell you right away, it's my only record of her... I heard here and then some songs, many actually but there's no other work I can say ''This is a great record'', or ''I like every song on that record'').
The sound: you have a great great artist at the acoustic guitar on some of the songs, James Taylor (and also in the vocals on some songs). The entire record has a soft, mellow acoustic sound, just great. (Unless you're a heavy-metal addict... ; ) but c'mon, I love it and... I also like AC/DC...)

Just give it a try. I'm sure you won't be deceived.

Garbage - Bleed like me



Well, I don't use to listen to the latest records -unless it's from long-time-rolling band. But... this was a (happy) detour on my habits.

The songs are really great, have a somewhat personal style. The only black point is maybe that you can get a bit tired while listening to the entire record: the guitars and voice sound somewhat alike on most songs. But it's like a fresh (yet heavy) breeze for the ears.

My fav': Why do you love me (yep, the one which single has been rolling and rolling on mtv, isn't that lady cute?) (I don't know why but the dynamic remembers me...Help! yep, Beatles. Damn!)
---------Bleed like me (well, it gave the name to the album...couldn't be bad)
---------It's all over but the crying (Yep, I assume: I like ballads and sad songs. It's really beautiful.)

So, the best I can do for you is to tell you: boy, c'mon, grab' it!

et un énorme merci à Ozz ; )

...

tired of always beeing the one who ends up crying...

F***

et bien... écrit il y a environ une heure, en plein milieu d'une discussion, à l'arrière d'une voiture, tentant de faire abstraction des cris, imaginant ne plus être là...

It won't be very polite
It won't change the curse of things
As I can't scream I'll write
The simple thing I have to say: fuck.

All things I had to go thru
All those things I can't forget
All I'd wish to throw away
But it keeps on haunting me

I'd wish I could fly away
Spread my wings and fly
Far far away
Leave this world of madness

Where auto-proclamed adults
are always screaming and fighting
I thought and pretended I don't care
But it's deep on my nerves

A world where protectors are
only wolves in disguise
Although I thought and pretended I'm unreachable
I can't forget the pain
I can't breath thru my disgust

But I can't go, I'm much too weak
They made stone of my veins,
The strongest knife won't get thru
And my only defense is to write. Fuck.


---manu c a june 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

How?

How do you say that it's all over?
How do you know which words to use?
I swear I tried to be happy
I never meant to break your heart

How do you turn and walk away?
How do you wave and say goodbye?
I sure don't wanna make no fuss
I sure don't wanna make you cry

I guess there's no right path to follow
I guess no one will ever show me the light
I guess the worse to say will do
Baby my love is over for you


---manu c a june 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

hope always comes back, especially thru the rays of light.

''Prá que chorar
Prá que sofrer
Se há sempre um novo amor
Em cada novo amanhecer''

-Leila Pinheiro, e.a.

drawing

It's raining again

Well, it's an old one... but hell, this is my place, this is the only place I belong. Hell no I'm not feeling good. But I'm starting to get used to it.

It's raining again
Like so many teardrops
Fallen from a heart
That loved in vain
And got fooled alain
While looking for happiness

I loved a country
That wasn't mine anymore
I loved a family
who left me on the floor
I found no place on earth
That could contain my heart

What's the purpose of freedom
If I don't have a shoulder to hold on
And how worth is a life
When I am on my own
Watching the rain falling down
All alone in the crowd


---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Vous me manquez

Vous me manquez
Vous, professeur d'une adolescence tourmentée
Vous, que j'aurais préféré ne jamais rencontrer

Car ce que vous m'avez appris
J'aurais préféré l'ignorer
Je n'ai jamais voulu souffrir

Car c'est cela que vous m'avez enseigné
Tant de fois vous m'avez relevée
Mais ce n'était que pour mieux me briser

Finalement j'ai pu fuir
Loin de vous, tenter de guérir
Mais rien n'a jamais pu suffire

Et maintenant je me rends
Je vous cherche aux détours des couloirs
Et je désespère de ne jamais vous revoir

Peu importe ce que vous m'avez fait
Du passé j'ai tout oublié
Pour ne garder que l'essentiel
Vous me manquez


15-june-05
---manu c a june 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

logo

mmhmm... not really exactly what I had in mind but... well...fun, don't? : D


Brussels Jazz Marathon 2005 - 2d day



voilà, that's me!

Et yep, je reste toujours fidèle au style jeans/t-shirt/all stars ; )

Unbearable her

well... hell yes it's about a girl.

I think there's something you should know
It's something totally out of control

Yes, I shiver under your caress
But when I look at her
I feel a sting in my heart
And my soul gets cold

There's something unbearable in her beauty
And I just can't take my eyes off of her

I know it might cause you pain
I know it's hard for you to understand
But I can't help but beeing myself
Kissing you as I try to forget her face...


25-may-05
---manu c a june 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Daydream...

Strange feelings... Strange ideas. Le blues et le whisky sont rarement de bons conseillers... Bizarre, à cette époque, tout ce que j'écrivais se terminait par une chute... littéralement.


I'm on the roof
For so many hours
Thinking of you
As the clouds go by

Stormy wind freezes my bones
Icy cold whisky burns my soul

A black cat comes
But I see nothing
My eyes are lost
In the silence

Twisted mind keeps on turning
Faster and faster in the sky

The black cat's gone
And I got up
The floor beyond
Is calling me

Isn't it strange to see your smile
Hiding there amongst those cars

Haunting me again
Asking me to move closer
Just one more step...
I'm flying to your arms


---manu c a may 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

The dream is over...

Told you to get away... told you to leave me before we reach the point of no return. I can't help but beeing me.
And I'm tired of all this...pretending. Pretending to feel fine, better. Pretending your love is enough. Pretending it will keep me from falling. It'll not. I'm still falling. I'm always falling.
Maybe that's Hell. Just plain life... But feeling like drowning all thru it...
Maybe you should still get away. Leave me broken while you can. Leave me broken before I drive you crazy. Before I push you down down down...

even more me!



voilà, ça c'était samedi passé (14 mai), au musée d'Art Fantstique, à côté de quelques créations de mister Michel Dircken, un des piliers de l'horreur à Bruxelles. Mouahaha.

oui, je grimace, je sais. J'aime pas trop être prise en photo! (si si)

more me^^



Lost...

*Je l'aime bien celui-là... Assez vieux, un des seuls que j'ai pu sauver de ma 1ère 'vague' d'écriture. Ils parlaient tous de la même personne... Et j'ai tout jeté un jour où la douleur était trop forte. Tout sauf quelques-uns que je n'avais pas retrouvé... quelques rescapés. [Ph., I still miss you sometimes...]

My home could be anywhere
But there's just nowhere I can call home
And I ought to see I'm lost
Now that once more you're gone

Making a stone of my heart
Burning out my soul
You've driven me mad
You've stolen my reason

They say I must forget you
But I wonder should I try to
'Cause I know someday, maybe today
You'll take my blue away

I know I should forget you
If I don't wanna cry
But every time I try
You come and melt my heart

Now all I can do -so wrong
Is hope you won't be long

(21 march 2002)

---manu c a march 2002 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Bad Love - lyrics

(yep, that was what that mp3 was about, for those who heard it^^)

Don't walk away
Don't get me wrong
I made you cry
But my love is strong

See if you leave
I know I'll cry
Maybe even die
But I'm too proud
To admit it

So please read between the lines
See in my eyes all that I hide
And baby don't you cry
Every time I say goodbye


Someday I know
I'll find a way
To show you how
To get to my heart

And then I'll learn to say
Those words I fear
That you just long to hear
I'll smile and say I'll stay

'Till then I'll keep on trying
Hurting you and always running
'For the cuts are much too deep
And it takes time to stop the crying



---manu c a april 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

I am a rock...

''Le corbeau peut côtoyer ce qu'il y a de plus bas, ce qu'il y a de plus moche, mais à son lisse plumage jamais rien ne s'accroche.''

mwa, south park-like

branca de neve

...

I hate sundays...

feeling cold...

Un froid glacial m'envahissait
au fur et à mesure que les mots tombaient

Les mots annonçant la fin de tout
ou du moins ce que je pouvais en percevoir,
mots si distants à travers mes larmes.

Et même sans être sûre du sens
de ce que je venais d'entendre,
je ne dis rien.

Et dans le doute me suis laissée gagner
par un froid glacial.

Préférant avoir mal dans le doute
que mourir d'en être sûre.

Japan vs China

Difficile de prendre parti...

D'un côté, accepter qu'on minimise les exactions d'une guerre, c'est impossible. Mais d'un autre, on a un gouvernement qui utilise d'autant plus cette affaire pour détourner ses citoyens de celles qui sont commises quotidiennement...

Passé et Présent... C'est toujours le peuple chinois qui est mis à mal. Et le reste du monde qui les laisse se faire exploiter, réduire en esclavage sans mot dire. Quelle explication? Je n'en trouve pas. Même économiquement la Chine devient de plus en plus préjudiciable. Et tout le monde ou presque leur lèche les pieds.

"quo usque tandem abutere, China, patientia nostra ?"

last week's top 15

Fast as you can - Fiona Apple (Fiona... à écouter sans modération. allez, google, et plus vite que ça, elle est trop belle en plus ; ) )
Shadowboxer - Fiona Apple
Paper Bag - Fiona Apple
Limp - Fiona Apple
Tired of beeing alone - Al Green
Tears - Bee Gees (pas de préjugés, écoutez ; ) )
Aqualung - Jethro Tull
Badge - Cream
Sooner or Later - APP
She's a maniac (Flashdance) - Hall&Oates
Be my lover - Alice Cooper (hahaha !)
Hell's bells - AC/DC (ahlala... !)
Gloria - Laura Branigan (voix puissante...miam)
Had to cry - Blind Faith (groupe avec notamment Steve Winwood et Eric Clapton)
No matter what you are - Badfinger (groupe lancé par Apple, par les Beatles... et dont plusieurs membres se sont suicidés...)

''du rôle de la femme''

Repasser des chemises vaut-il plus que partager ses joies et ses peines? On vit avec quelqu'un parce qu'on se sent bien avec lui, pour ce mélange d'amour et de compréhension qui caractérisent les histoires qui durent. Pas pour des raisons pratiques, domestiques, économiques,...

À sombra roxa de um ipê...

À sombra roxa de um ipê
Me sentei pra descansar
E me perdi no verde mar
Que se estendia à minha frente
Sem jamais acabar

Eu, nesse subversivo ponto roxo
No mundo igualmente sós e perdidos
Com raízes fincadas em lugar improvável
E sem querer parecendo
Desafiar tudo em volta

Mas entendi então que estar só
Não atrai solidão
Fui indiferente à tanto verde
Para à sombra roxa me sentar


13-avr-05
---manu c a april 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Blues de toi

Penser à toi me fait horriblement mal
Ton absence n'en devient que plus pesante
Et lentement je perds ma raison
Glissant inexorablement vers ma perte
Bientôt je toucherai le fond

Et plus rien ne m'empêchera de sombrer
Sombrer, consumée par tant de passion
Jamais je n'aurais imaginé pouvoir mourir
Mourir d'avoir tant aimé...



09-avr-05
---manu c a april 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

euh...tout premier powême en french...soyez pas trop durs ; )

Be heroic

Started with a game
of losing self-control
But some went further
And lost their souls

Now I begin to hesitate
There are just so many ways
To support our fate
And one road kills another

Each day it turns harder to see
What's better to lose
Living out of me
Just appears to be smooth

But now I have to chose
Between two existences
Short life and knowledge
Or ignorance and decades

I'm giving up on my faith
Happiness has a price, I know
My pleasure is a vice
And I'm drowning, slow


---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

some other old stuff...

Sunny Afternoon

Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
’cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon...

J'adore les Kinks. Des paroles géniales et des mélodies/chansons qui le sont tout autant...

allez, si qqun me lit, là, hop, à vous procurer de toute urgence ; )

last 10 minutes playlist

We are the robots - Kraftwerk
Don't answer me - APP
Born under a bad sign - Cream
Games people play - APP
Simple Sister - Procol Harum
...

...feeling bluesy. Again... Always. Forever?

Maybe I'm already dead. Now I'll just have to figure it out.

I'm feeling blue. I always end up feeling blue, no matter what I do or how I try not to give up.
Why does all always have to be so painful?
Will this blues last forever?
And if yes, will I stand it? Or will it get over me somehow, someday?

I'm drowning. Again. As I always do. Drowning forever. Or at least 'till I'll touch the ground.

then I'll be gone

There...running my hands thru your hair...

Là, allongée contre toi j'ai réalisé au combien il me serait doux de passer le reste de ma vie entre tes bras.
D'ailleurs, nul autre endroit ne pourrait me retenir de fuir et partir car nulle autre âme me comprend et me convient autant que toi.

...

''eu vou escrever no muro: hoje é o futuro do passado'' Joelho de Porco

me, 3 pour le prix d'1





no title yet...

O caminho do céu passa por você
Mas minha alma triste
Nunca aprendeu a ser
Outra coisa que um mar de sofrer

Portanto, não leve a mal
Se meu sorriso não aparecer
Ou se uma lágrima se perder
Se escondendo no meio do seu ser

Não é que não me sinta bem com você
Mas minha mente torturada
Ainda deve aprender
Um caminho que não leve ao sofrer

19.03

---manu c a march 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

A eternidade e algo mais

Você me pergunta
Por quanto tempo
Ainda eu vou te amar

E eu, incúravel timidez
Só consigo sorrir
E te beijar

Mas se você pudesse
Ler na minha mente
Teria a sua resposta:

A eternidade e algo mais
24.02.05

--manu c a february 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Mad about you

You're driving me mad
I'm mad about you
I'm lost in your lips
As hanging on hope
I'm lost in your eyes
As sailing in a deep blue sea
I'm lost in your love
As I remember the night before


--manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Rainbow Kiss

White soul with Black intentions
Red heart and Blue eyes
I forget everything
in a Rainbow kiss

tudo pela liberdade... 'Pra não dizer que não falei das flores'

Puisse la liberté toujours triompher...

Prá não dizer que não falei das flores


by Geraldo Vandré

Caminhando e cantando e seguindo a canção
Somos todos iguais braços dados ou não
Nas escolas nas ruas, campos, contruções
Caminhando e cantado e seguindo a canção

Vem vamos embora que esperar não é saber
Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

Pelos campos a fome em grandes plantações
Pelas ruas marchando indecisos cordões
Ainda fazem da flor seu mais forte refrão
E acreditam nas flores vencendo o canhão

Vem vamos embora que esperar não é saber
Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

Há soldados armados, amados ou não
Quase todos perdidos de armas na mão
Nos quartéis lhes ensinam uma lição: de morrer pela pátria e viver sem razão

Vem vamos embora que esperar não é saber
Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

Nas escolas, nas ruas, campos, construções
Somos todos soldados, armados ou não
Caminhando e cantando e seguindo a canção
Somos todos iguais, braços dados ou não
Os amores na mente, as flores no chão
A certeza na frente, a história na mão
Caminhando e cantando e seguindo a canção
Aprendendo e ensinando uma nova lição

Vem vamos embora que esperar não é saber
Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

...

l'enfer, ce n'est pas les autres, il est enfoui en nous et est potentiellement inscrit en chaque pensée

Pills

Pills around, pills everywhere
One for your heart, one for your head
Red, Blue, Green and White
Some are strong and some are light
But what will really make you feel better
Is to take them all together

manu c a may 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

non, je ne suis pas communiste...

Le communisme en tant que douce utopie n'a rien de mal. Que du contraire. Les idéaux sont toujours nécessaires, salutaires. On doit toujours tendre vers un idéal. Mais... il faut savoir s'en détacher.

Je n'aime pas le communisme. Et si je le pouvais, je le combattrais à travers le monde.
Je libèrerais ceux qui n'ont pas de voix pour se défendre, ceux qui n'ont rien choisi et ne peuvent rien changer.
Comment accepter que des gens soient retenus prisonniers sans avoir eu leur mot à dire? Qui peut choisir son lieu de naissance? Pourquoi un Cubain ou un Chinois devrait supporter un système, qui n'a jamais donné que des preuves négatives, tout simplement parce qu'il est né 'au mauvais endroit'?

Ce n'est pas cela le communisme à la base diront certains (merci M.Meyer ; ) ). Peut-être. Mais même le 'bon communisme', pur, est impossible, n'est pas souhaitable: les gens ne sont pas pareils, n'ont pas les mêmes intérêts. Cela vaut aussi contre l'argument qu'à Cuba ''au moins les enfants ne meurent pas de faim dans la rue, sont scolarisés,...'' La liberté... Ces gens n'ont pas eu le droit de choisir s'ils voulaient de ce système ou pas. Or il n'est pas juste qu'on choisisse pour eux les valeurs qu'ils doivent considérer comme prioritaires.

Je place la liberté au-dessus de tout. Le capitalisme, le libéralisme (qui tout comme le communisme, n'ont jamais été appliqués de manière correcte, ne les confondons pas avec manipulation et exploitation) ne sont pas parfaits. Oui, il y a des injustices. Mais il y en aussi dans le communisme. Et dans un système capitalisme, libéral, on a au moins la possibilité de prendre sa vie en main, d'en faire ce que l'on veut.

Traitez-moi d'égoïste, immature, naïve, irresponsable... mais je suis libre. Libre de dire ce que je pense, libre de penser ce que je pense. Et cela pour moi, vaut bien plus que la prétendue sécurité communiste...

picturetofphotofoto mwa quoi

Abraxas

me!

the spell

I'll put a spell on you
a spell that'll make you go through
every darkness you'll might fear

I'll put a spell on you
a spell that'll hold your hand
before the mountains you'll have to climb

I'll put a spell on you
a spell that'll help you stand
when all around just seems too vain

And though you laugh by now
My spell will get to you somehow
For nothing's going to stop a love so true



---manu c a august 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

...

Ceux qui me condamnent ne se sont peut-être jamais posé ces questions pourtant évidentes mais si dérangeantes qui me brûlent l'esprit...
Je me bat contre moi-même. Et même d'une victoire je ne sortirai pas indemne

Naked

You were the one
To discover the thruth
The venomous rebel
were only a fool

But don't be so rude
While stealing my heart
You may think it s a rock
But I'm not that strong

I'll let you have me
But please move slow
While you're coming closer
For I am scared to death

And turn off the light
For it would burn my soul
No longer protected
By my cynical mind



---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

e o que é sofrer...

Estou morrendo lentamente
Sem razão, sem ser por amor

Meus olhos ardem
Já não tenho lágrimas pra chorar
Nem sorrisos pra disfarçar

Já não me importa perder você
Porque sei que você vai estar
Melhor quando entender
Que esse não é meu mundo

Não chore, não fique triste
Fui pra não voltar
Mas fui pra não sofrer

19.02.04 feeling blue on a rainy friday...

...

seule l'obscurité est digne de confiance

Ebony

a cold body
made of ebony
astonishing sounds
under my fingers

childish adult games
all thru the night
a faithful friend
under the lights

fingers up and down
sounds and a crown
for some minutes
I am a hero

I'm not afraid
as I see the crowd
my guitar holds my soul
while I play aloud


---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Worn out heart

I'm only another fool
With eyes full of tears
Broken so many times
I just can't tell

Now I don't wanna play anymore
For in the game of love
The price to pay
Is much too high

And I don't have illusions no more
For the last one I had
Got me crawlin' on the floor
Oh, love can be so bad

I'm only another soul
Alone in this cold world
With a worn out heart
That just can't love anymore


---manu c a april 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Family

Family, such a deep word
Brings to most people's mind
Visions of happiness
But I can only think of pain

While every child gets love and affection
I found myself alone instead
Throwed away from house to house
Like a plague that won't get dead

They still pretend sometimes
Their doors are always open
But they can't see I wanted to get
In their hearts and arms

Today I feel it's too late
'Cause all I feel before them
Is guilt and hate
Burning through my throat

Family, such a vain word
When every care has to be stolen
A whole life won't be enough
To ever mend my soul


---manu c a april 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Loving you is killing me

Oh, it feels so bad, it hurts so much
To see you turn around and walk away
I cried so much, I cried in vain
You never looked, just carried on your way

I'm gonna miss you and you don't care
I said I love you and you just stared
That hurts
That cuts inside

The phone is there but the line is dead
Cause the silence won't ever kill my hopes
The glass is empty and my sight is dark
I try to lose my mind in waves of smoke

I wanna die but I won't dare
Now you're gone I feel so scared
And that hurts
That cuts inside


---manu c a january 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

yo-yo...

Jump

Jump into the light
I'll hold your hand
Jump and you'll be free
Leave your problems far behind

The light is bright
It will bring you peace
Jump and you'll discover
Life's misteries

This window can't hold you anymore
Now you're afraid but you'll be fine
Everything will be just great when
Your head will be smashed on the floor


---manu c a april 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

...

na vida tudo é ilusão, inclusive a propria realidade...

Rainy mondays

Rainy monday and I'm alone
Walking through the streets
Cold and wet to the bone
Deeply lost in my thoughts

Dark spiders on my mind
A hard blues that won't pass by

But as I walk next to your door
A smile appears and catches my soul

Since that day we are together
Hoping love will stay forever
And though the rain keeps on falling
The sun came back to my heart

Rainy monday and we're in bed
Making a world on our own
Though outside everything sounds dead
We're smiling like nothing could do us harm

Your kisses make me shiver
And your love makes me wonder
How could heaven ever be
Better than this...

---manu c a april 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

skwizz

Angels Blues

Fait pour et d'après une idée de Charlie"Skellington" Jeanningros

-
When I saw her
With her sad blue eyes
I felt my heart exploding
And I gave her a smile
-
She was the one
The right one for me
Hand in hand forever
Our love was like the sea
--
She were there in my night
I was there to hold her tight
Everything was so perfect
In my life
--
But one day I woke up
Looked for her smile
But the bed was empty
And so cold
-
Was it just a dream
Had i slept too much
But the truth
Was so worse
--
She was my gift from above
All I needed was to have her close
Maybe to be so happy
Was a crime
--
When I saw her
Lying on the floor
I felt my heart was breaking
And I fell next to her
-
My mind was so confused
I took a gun and cried
I pushed the trigger
And rushed to her
--
She was the saviour of my soul
She could make me walk through
Without her to hold me
I had no life
--
But death isn't better than life
I found myself in the wrong side
Burning and alone
Forever a lost soul
-
I won't see her again
But I know she hears my words
And that is enough
To make me carry on
--
She was my angel
And all I have left is my blues
So I'll keep on singing
'Till the end of time
--
She is my angel
And she can hear my blues
Everytime the sun shines
I know she smiles


---manu c a january 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Goodbye (lyrics)

So, what was I to do
If my love was through
What was I to say

I hope you'll understand
Someday your heart will mend
And you will love again

'Till then
And even if you'll cry
Don't hate me I couldn't lie
I just had to say goodbye

I know every end is sad
But when love is dead
It's so wrong to stay

And though it's hard to stand
You know I never meant
To cause you so much pain

But now
And even if you'll cry
Don't hate me I couldn't lie
I just had to say goodbye



---manu c a june 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Lua

Lua sua luz é cruel
E me queima o coração
Suas manchas parecem rir
De mim e da minha solidão

Sua luz não me deixa esconder
As lágrimas que correm no meu rosto
Seu sorriso de la do é ironico
Como quem diz isso tinha de acontecer

Mas essa crueldade me acalma
Pois é sempre uma amiga
Que afasta a escuridão
Nas noites frias e sem fim




---manu c a january 2005 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

...

je ne suis fidèle qu'à la Mort car elle seule peut m'y contraindre

Free

It's hard to be the only one to blame
When my mind gets so confused

Freedom is just an empty word
For the choices are much too hard to take

And life is just a silly game
My role is waiting to be played

But no rules will show me the way
Yet I'll pay for the mistakes I'll make




---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Reality

Gimme shelter ; )

Found love and got lost
But you don't seem to notice
That my heart is breaking
A little more each day
Cause you won't see how I cry
Each time you go away

But one day, maybe today
My dart will find your heart
Love... is just a night away



---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

Lonely

For so long
I've been searching
For someone
Just like you

I had forgotten
Just how to smile
Or how to love
'Till there was you

But then I saw
My heart on the floor
So sadly broken
As it always happens

Just found out
The smile on your face
Was for someone else
I never had you

Now I walk
With all my wounds
So widely open
Lonely, since there was you



---manu c a march 2004 copyrighted all rights reserved by author

opening the door of my soul...

Just a note before I start posting some poems: Many were written for a guy, lover or friend. I won't give the names of course (though...uh...lol no) but it may be fun or more interesting to read and try to get the feelings through the lines...
Many poems may seem dark...I got banished from several poem groups 'cause of them. I'll post them anyway. Not to be provocative or to get someone blue or feeling bad. They are me. They are how I feel or felt. 'Erasing words is killing a thought' as I say in one of them. And a human without thoughts is a dead one.
English is not my language : S so there may be some...errors. Please excuse me for them.

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