Thought i was light years ahead of themBut i was blind they were only milesLight years ahead of them, he must be right I was only pretending to be just another wannabeA love supreme in flip flopsThere might be peacocks in disguiseYou’d better practice your passing shotsBeware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs You were born in Christchurch babyListen to the bellsThey’re ringing again in your earsThey resound in the eveningThey resound when you’re youngThey’re sound in the morningThey resound when you’re getting old/get things done
Paroles [...] Folk-rock triste & nostalgique chanté en espagnol. Voix masculine, guitare folk, [...]Folk-rock triste & nostalgique chanté en espagnol. Voix masculine, guitare folk, piano électrique, batterie & cordes @0'41. Groupe de rock complet @2'19.
ES:
La conocí yendo a casa espontánea yo sin fe.
Para creer me la encontraba a punto de llover.
Había un tercer personaje admitiré también lo que sé, lo que sé.
Bella que te ves con él, enamorada de cien.
Inevitable tu juego de a la mañana ven,
escondidas, tiroteos y crispetas también.
Pupilas que van a cien, no podremos negar bien,
nada, nada…
Nos hundimos trago a trago hasta devolver.
Luego te vas y es muy tarde para ya volver.
No crecimos cautivos y sabemos correr y correr y correr...
Somos el mejor juego, fichas el uno del otro
¿Que esperabas buen final?
No.
EN:
I met her going home spontaneously, I had no faith.
To believe I met her when it was about to rain.
There was a third character I will also admit what I know, what I know.
Beautiful you look with him, in love a hundred ways.
Inevitable your game of in the morning come,
hide-and-seek, shootings and pop corn too.
Pupils that go a hundred ways, we won't be able to deny well,
nothing, nothing...
We sink drink by drink until we return.
Then you leave and it's too late to come back.
We didn't grow up captive and we know how to run and run and run...
We're the best game, tokens for each other.
Did you expect a good ending?
No.
Jukebox SinnerA bloody poser An intimidator A snooty wanker A donkey puncherYes, it’s you I hated the most when I was a kidA student leader A phony geezer A vegan Vampire A preacher’s daughterIt’s also you I used to hate the most but now it doesn’t matter anymoreBeen wasting so much of my precious time
Boy it takes so long to free a mind like mineYes, it’s you I used to hate the most but now it doesn’t matter, anymoreBeen wasting so much of my precious time
Boy it takes so long to free a mind like mineA Juke box sinner
A miserable loser
A pathetic boozer
A loony haterYes, it’s me That u need to hate now that I’m a grown up
Up And DownI’m just back from your heaven You can stay there alone ... my friend You can leave there alone ... my friend Kill it Take it pal You killed it You took it down And if the price of love Is a lot of blood I’m outta dodge Up and down with your dreamin’ You can kill them alone (my friend) Do it Take it pal You kill it
You take it DownAnd if the price of love Is a lot of blood Aint doin’ no shootin’ I’m just back from your heaven
Paroles [...] Folk-rock nostalgique, tendre & réfléchi, chanté en espagnol. Voix d'homme, [...]Folk-rock nostalgique, tendre & réfléchi, chanté en espagnol. Voix d'homme, guitare folk, cymbales. Guitare électrique avec fx Leslie & groupe complet @0'59.
ES:
Solo aquel matiz quedó
Al intentar ser el mejor
Al momento de andar
Sin ti.
Tras banalizar mi ayer
Mi devoción perdió el edén
Siendo algo tan normal en mi.
Por ser tan informal
Me confundí al pensar
En mi…
Siendo el detractor que fui
Trate al sentir que sonreír
Podría ser natural en mi
Solo aquel matiz quedó
Al intentar ser el mejor
Al momento de andar
Sin ti
Por ser tan informal
Me confundí al pensar
En mi…
Pronto para olvidar
Y tarde para perdonar
No es fácil olvidar
Sin ti.
EN:
Only that nuance remained
When I tried to be the best
At the moment of being
Without you.
After banalizing my yesterday
My devotion lost its Eden
Being something so normal in me.
For being so casual
I got confused thinking
In me...
Being the detractor that I was
I tried to feel that smiling
Could be natural to me
Only that nuance remained
In trying to be the best
At the moment of walking
Without you
For being so casual
I got confused when I thought
In me...
Too soon to forget
And late to forgive
It's not easy to forget
Without you.
Is there out there stillLife on the streetsAnd hearts still beatingIn the city?Or are there only eyesThat burn with fearAnd tears that searDown the faces of the dead?Seems to me we lost them long agoThere’s too much painNot much pityGot to get these tombstonesOff my brainHere and nowNot in the fucking ever after. FR: Est-ce que dehors il y a encoreDe la vie dans les ruesEt des coeurs qui battentDans la ville?Ou n'y a t'il que des yeuxQui brûlent appeurésEt des larmes qui brûlentEn coulant les visages des mortsIl me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtempsIl y a trop de douleurPeu de pitiéIl faut que je chasse ces pierres tombalesEe mon espritIci et maintenantPas dans ce putain de lendemain
Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.
I Might Die For youWhen I’m sleeping, when I’m dreaming That I’m home Then I’m wishing I was flying Then I’m goneWhen I’m touching when I’m feeling That I’m stoned I must be so very, very, much aloneI might die for you You might die for me It ain’t magic but I think we’re out of touch Would I kill for you? Could you kill for me? To a rainbow full of fantasies, we’re tiedWhen I’m smiling, when I’m lying Take a guess When I’m crying, when I’m happy More or lessWhen I’m touching when I’m feeling That I’m stoned I must be so very, very, much aloneI might die for you You might die for me It ain’t magic but I think we’re out of touch
Folk rock dans l'esprit des 60's. Guitare 12 cordes électrique, chœur & rythmique avec [...]Folk rock dans l'esprit des 60's. Guitare 12 cordes électrique, chœur & rythmique avec tambourin.
Folk rock dans l'esprit des 60's. Guitare 12 cordes électrique, cowbell & rythmique avec [...]Folk rock dans l'esprit des 60's. Guitare 12 cordes électrique, cowbell & rythmique avec tambourin.
Paroles [...] Catchy & groovy. Voix de femme, guitares folk & électrique & rythmique.
Eh bien, j'ai pensé qu'il était tempsDe te dire que tu est l'élu de mon coeurPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effetPourquoi ne pas sauter le pas Cet amour est indestructiblePour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Tu es celuiCelui qui me fait de l'effetJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étapeJe le sens au plus profond de moiPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Encore et encoreUn plus un fontEncore et encoreUn plus un font troisJe sais que c'est le bon moment Pourquoi ne pas sauter le pasJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étape
Paroles [...] Mélancolique & aride. Guitares électrique et acoustique, chanteur & rythmique avec [...]Mélancolique & aride. Guitares électrique et acoustique, chanteur & rythmique avec tambourin.
Through the huge deserts, i wanna live with the sand peopleWith the same customsOne person told me, sea and earth indulge in battlefor the glory of myths and temples.So i'd go, i want to knowSo i'd go, to see the land of the unknownwhen i was younger, we learned life iswonderfulYes it is if you live every moment like the last onewithout money in the pocket, you can live true moments, Wonderful!It's what this old man makes me understand
So i'd go, i want to knowSo i'd go , to see the land of the unknown
Joe is walkingUnder city lightsJohn is longingFor one more sleepless night Well he’s, at the fenceReady for the fightThere is one more chanceFor him to do right Refrain‘Cause Joe’s on a questTo find his museHe needs a love nestTo blind his bluesJoe’s Blues Well Joe is hopingThat luck is on his sideNow, just one more drinkWill help him to get wild Refrain‘Cause Joe’s on a questTo find his museHe needs a love nestTo blind his bluesJoe’s Blues
Tell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of airAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyRolling byOn the beachWith the three of usTell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of iceAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyPassing byOn the beachWith the three of usRunning with the windThe hands on the clockAre frozenThough the sun keeps shining Like a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter SaturdayWe were glowing on this sunny Saturday
Back to the 60's. Relax. Autoharp, harmonica, dobro, guitare folk & électrique, washboard [...]Back to the 60's. Relax. Autoharp, harmonica, dobro, guitare folk & électrique, washboard & tambourin.
Folk-rock. Oisif, résilient mais aussi déterminé & laid-back. Groupe de rock avec [...]Folk-rock. Oisif, résilient mais aussi déterminé & laid-back. Groupe de rock avec guitare électrique, wah-wah, basse & batterie.
We're about tocomeNow the wet dream's overReality bitesSometimes i'msure you like the wayI sing Van Dyke ParksTonight Theshape of things to comeWell i know it's hard for you to hearthatOur friendship's gonna dieIf you behave like that anddespise the things we saidTonight And the streets arefilled with loveIf you really take a lookSit back, relax &cool it downThe time is rightShe's waiting there « Iknow where you're coming from »Isn't it the best way tomake peopleFeel uncomfortable ?Sometimes i'm sure you likedthe wayI overcame my stage fright
And the streets arefilled with loveIf you take a second lookSit back, relax,just let it shineWithin your mindShe's waiting there
