Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares

Les mots sont une nouvelle fois de trop.




It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing ...
I said nothing can take away these blues,
'Cause nothing compares ...
Nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
went to the doctor guess what he told me
Guess what he told me?
He said, girl, you better have fun
No matter what you do
But he's a fool ...
'Cause nothing compares ...
Nothing compares to you ...

All the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try
'Cause nothing compares ...
Nothing compares to you

SunnO)))

Aujourd'hui, découvrez SunnO))) C'est barré, mais complètement barré. Des mecs avec des robes de moine qui saturent leur guitare sur 7 minutes. Enjoy! Ou pas!

Serge Gainsbourg - La chanson de Prévert

Une vieille chanson très belle. Je n'aime pas le personnage de Gainsbourg en général (ou plutôt celui de Gainsbar), mais il y a quelque chose qui se dégage de cette chanson-ci. Taisez-vous et écoutez...




Oh je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes
Cette chanson était la tienne
C'était ta préférée
Je crois
Qu'elle est de Prévert et Kosma

Et chaque fois les feuilles mortes
Te rappellent à mon souvenir
Jour après jour
Les amours mortes
N'en finissent pas de mourir

Avec d'autres bien sûr je m'abandonne
Mais leur chanson est monotone
Et peu à peu je m' indiffère
A cela il n'est rien
A faire

Car chaque fois les feuilles mortes
Te rappellent à mon souvenir
Jour après jour
Les amours mortes
N'en finissent pas de mourir

Peut-on jamais savoir par où commence
Et quand finit l'indifférence
Passe l'automne vienne
L'hiver
Et que la chanson de Prévert

Cette chanson
Les Feuilles Mortes
S'efface de mon souvenir
Et ce jour là
Mes amours mortes
En auront fini de mourir

Kim Wilde - Cambodia

Une chanson qui fait "ohohohohohohoh" c'est facile à chanter. Et si c'est fourni avec Kim Wilde alors on peut qu'applaudir et fredonner en coeur. Ohohohohohho




Well he was thailand based
She was an airforce wife
He used to fly weekends
It was the easy life
But then it turned around
And he began to change
She didnt wonder then
She didnt think it strange
But then he got a call
He had to leave that night
He couldnt say too much
But it would be alright
He didnt need to pack
Theyd meet the next night
He had a job to do
Flying to cambodia

And as the nights passed by
She tried to trace the past
The way he used to look
The way he used to laugh
I guess shell never know
What got inside his soul
She couldnt make it out
Just couldnt take it all
He had the saddest eyes
The girl had ever seen
He used to cry some nights
As though he lived a dream
Ans as she held him close
He used to search her face
As though she knew the truth
Lost inside cambodia

But then a call came through
They said hed soon be home
She had to pack a case
And they would make a rendez-vous
But now a year has passed
And not a single word
And all the love she knew
Has disappeared out in the haze
Cambodia - dont cry now - no tears now

And now the years have passed
With not a single word
But there is only one thing left
I know for sure
She wont see his face again

Pantera - Fucking Hostile live

Un petit Pantera pour bien débuter la journée. Fucking HOSTIIIIIILE!



Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today Ill play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules
For you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe
Whats evil is making love
And making friends
And meeting God youre own way
The right way

(chorus) to see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
Youre making us
Fucking hostile

We stand alone

The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
Youre writing tickets man
My mom got jumped -- they ran!
Now Ill play a public servant
To serve and protect
By the law and the state
Id bust the punks
That rape steal and murder
And leave you be
If you crossed me
Id shake your hand like a man
Not a god

(chorus)

Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you cant enjoy
Because of heaven/hell
A fucking wives tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
Hes watching say your prayers
Cause God is everywhere
Now Ill play a man learning priesthood
Whos about to take the ultimate test in life
Id question things because I am human
And call no one my father whos no closer that a stranger

I wont listen

(chorus)

Emilie Simon - Come as you are

Un piano, une voix, un musique merveilleuse. Et c'est une superbe reprise d'Emilie Simon de la chanson originale de Nirvana qui prend une autre dimension. C'est beau, il n'y a rien d'autre à faire qu'à écouter.



Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria, memoria, memoria...


Come, doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria, memoria, memoria...

When I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun !
No I don't have a gun !

Memoria, memoria, memoria...
Memoria...

When I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun !
No I don't have a gun !
No I don't have a gun !
No I don't have a gun !
No I don't have a gun !