Paroles, paroles, paroles

J'aiMeRAZ a écrit:

Ben Lee mange beaucoup trop de bonbons arlequins

Visiblement pas assez.

On évite le populaire the sky is blue, you're beautiful, you're my sun, baby baby baby (trop de baby tue le baby souvent) et autres honey, darling, love (...),
as long as you love me (piquée aux Backstreet Boys j'en conçois)... etc, jusqu'à plus soif.

Overdose de saccharose par moment.
Rassurant de constater qu'au moins, il y a une chose avérée : la vie à deux ne connait qu'une seule règle, celle de ne pas en avoir.

De toute manière, je vais bien finir par aller écouter du Al Green et là mon laïus n'aura plus vraiment grand intérêt...

Excusez mes menstruations douloureuses.

Du coq à l'âne, Pete Seeger avec ou sans son fidèle banjo



I mind my own business

King Henry marched forth, a sword in his hand
Two thousand horsemen all at his command
In a fortnight the rivers ran red through the land
The year, fifteen hundred and twenty

The year is now nineteen sixty five
It's easier far to stay alive
Just keep your mouth shut while the planes zoom and dive
Ten thousand miles over the ocean

Simon was drafted in sixty-three
In sixty-four, sent over the sea
Last month this letter he sent to me
He said, "You won't like what I'm saying"

He said, We've no friends here, no hardly a one
We've got a few generals who just want our guns
But it will take more than them if we're ever to win
Why, we'll have to flatten the country

It's my own troops I have to watch out for, he said
I sleep with a pistol right under my head
He wrote this last month, last week he was dead
And Simon came home in a casket

I mind my own business, I watch my TV
Complain about taxes, but pay anyway
In a civilized manner, my forefathers betray
Who long ago struggled for freedom

But each day a new headline screams at my bluff
On TV some general says, "We must be tough"
In my dreams I stare at this family I love
All gutted and spattered with napalm

King Henry marched forth, a sword in his hand
Two thousand horsemen all at his command
In a fortnight the rivers ran red through the land
The year, fifteen hundred and twenty

The year is now nineteen sixty five
It's easier far to stay alive
Just keep your mouth shut while the planes zoom and dive
Ten thousand miles over the ocean

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CitylOve a écrit:
Merci à toi de m'apprendre ce qu'est une chanson d'amour, jcrois que sans toi j'laurais jamais découvert no2


Battlestar a écrit:
Sauf ton respect, je ne te faisais pas "un cours" (pas la légitimité pour d'ailleurs), je rebondissais d'une manière générale, lyriquement et personnellement, sur ton très juste "écorché vif", sans forcément de rapport avec ton commentaire global...
A cran ? faut arrêter la caféine peut-être hmmm


CitylOve a écrit:
Ah et je préfère anticiper la réponse: La plupart des chansons d'amour partent sur cette base ...


Battlestar a écrit:
C'est là où je coince, généralement parlant bien sûr, c'est que je suis intimement persuadée que l'on peut écrire une chanson aussi crève-coeur sans forcément avoir vécu le contexte même ou un coup de mou...

Paradoxal.

Et Nonnnn je ne marche pas à la caféine (Pas que je sache en tout cas) et je suis pas à cran, c'est juste que je me "méfie". J'ai vu ta façon de répondre à certains messages, c'est très drôle c'est sur (je le pense) et je peux t'assurer que ta réponse:

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Battlestar a écrit:
Au risque de paraître totalement cliché, une belle chanson d' " amouuuur " n'est pas un ciel bleu, des oiseaux qui gazouillent, je t'aime / tu m'aimes et reprends donc une poignée de bonbons arlequins. Non.

Ressemblait à mon goût, fortement à une leçon,bien ironique, donc voila (J'imagine bien le ton qui va avec). Enfin c'est juste mon point de vue encore une fois.


Par contre je suis complètement d'accord avec toi sur le fait qu'on puisse écrire une chanson d'amour sans avoir forcément vécu le truc, mais je crois pas qu'il y'en ai beaucoup, faut un minimum de réalité (après c'est sur je pourrais jamais vérifier auprès de les songwritters) mais la encore, c'est ce que je pense.

Tchouuu

Nota bene:J'espère que se sera pas pris comme un "règlements de comptes" parce que ce serait dommage

CitylOve a écrit:

Nota bene:J'espère que se sera pas pris comme un "règlements de comptes" parce que ce serait dommage

J'imagine déjà quel genre de torture on pourrait mettre en pratique avec ta cuillère...

CitylOve a écrit:

Et Nonnnn je ne marche pas à la caféine (Pas que je sache en tout cas) et je suis pas à cran, c'est juste que je me "méfie". J'ai vu ta façon de répondre à certains messages, c'est très drôle c'est sur (je le pense) et je peux t'assurer que ta réponse ressemblait à mon goût, fortement à une leçon,bien ironique, donc voila (J'imagine bien le ton qui va avec). Enfin c'est juste mon point de vue encore une fois.

Du tout.
Tu l'as pris sur un plan personnel. Ce n'était pas le but de mon post, je te le reconfirme.

CitylOve a écrit:

Par contre je suis complètement d'accord avec toi sur le fait qu'on puisse écrire une chanson d'amour sans avoir forcément vécu le truc, mais je crois pas qu'il y'en ai beaucoup, faut un minimum de réalité (après c'est sur je pourrais jamais vérifier auprès de les songwritters) mais la encore, c'est ce que je pense.

Tout à fait d'accord.
Personne ne peut vérifier la véracité des faits, on est sur un rapport de confiance tout simplement avec l'artiste.

CitylOve a écrit:

Nota bene:J'espère que se sera pas pris comme un "règlements de comptes" parce que ce serait dommage

Un règlement de comptes pourquoi.. Pour avoir donné différents points de vue ?
Ce serait quand même stupide.

Edit : Citylove, retrouve-moi dans le patio qu'on aille se caillasser la gueule respectivement à la cuillère

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Edit : Citylove, retrouve-moi dans le patio qu'on aille se caillasser la gueule respectivement à la cuillère

Héhéhéhéhé pas de soucis j'tattends pour même te Cuillasser la tronche mwarfmwarfmwarf à coup d'louche catapulte et autre pièce de l'argenterie de maman (Y'as que la forme Spoonienne qui compte )




Voila à quoi pourrais ressembler le duel (moi et les montages ça fait 36 000 mais c'est mon attention pour Toi Battlestar qui compte )





Tchouuu

CitylOve a écrit:

Pas ma meilleure photo...



* de gauche à droite : en salle de réunion avec Nympho, Pipeau et Mytho.

"Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Im begging of you please dont take my man
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Please dont take him just because you can
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, jolene"

Dolly Parton

La chanson que j'aime le plus au monde Don't Give Up de Peter Gabriel en duo avec Kate Bush! Je vous met les paroles parce qu'elles me touchent beaucoup !

in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose

don't give up
'cos you have friends
don't give up
you're not beaten yet
don't give up
I know you can make it good

though I saw it all around
never thought that I could be affected
thought that we'd be last to go
it is so strange the way things turn

drove the night toward my home
the place that I was born, on the lakeside
as daylight broke, I saw the earth
the trees had burned down to the ground

don't give up
you still have us
don't give up
we don't need much of anything
don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place
where we belong

rest your head
you worry too much
it's going to be alright
when times get rough
you can fall back on us
don't give up
please don't give up

'got to walk out of here
I can't take anymore
going to stand on that bridge
keep my eyes down below
whatever may come
and whatever may go
that river's flowing
that river's flowing

moved on to another town
tried hard to settle down
for every job, so many men
so many men no-one needs

don't give up
'cause you have friends
don't give up
you're not the only one
don't give up
no reason to be ashamed
don't give up
you still have us
don't give up now
we're proud of who you are
don't give up
you know it's never been easy
don't give up
'cause I believe there's the a place
there's a place where we belong

Rilo Kiley
A Man/Me/Then Jim


I had one friend in high school recently he hung himself with string
His note said
"If livin' is the problem, well that's just baffling."
And at the wake I waited around to see my ex first love
And I barely recognized her, but I knew exactly what she was thinking of
We sat quietly in the corner whispering close about loss
And I remembered why I loved her, and I asked her why I drove her off

She said
The slow fade of love
Its soft edge might cut you
And our poor friend, Jim
Well he just lived within
The slow fade of love

A woman calls my house once a week; she's always selling things
Some charity, a phone plan, a subscription to a magazine
And as I turned her down, I always do, there was something trembling in her voice
I said
Hey, what troubles you?
She said
I'm surprised you noticed
Well, my husband, he's leaving, and I can't convince him to stay
And he'll take our daughter with him, she wants to go with him anyway
I'm sorry I'm hard to live with, living is the problem for me
I'm selling people things they don't want when I don't know what you need

He said the slow fade of love
And its mist might choke you
It's my gradual descent
Into a life I never meant
It's the slow fade of love

I was driving south of Melrose; I happened upon my old lover's old house
I found myself staring at the closed up door like the day she threw me out
"Dianna, Dianna, Dianna I would die for you
I'm in love with you completely, I'm afraid that's all I can do"
She said
"You can sleep upon my doorstep, you can promise me indifference, Jim
But my mind is made up, and I'll never let you in again"

For the slow fade of love
It might hit you from below
It's your gradual descent
Into a life you never meant
It's the slow fade of love

Une des plus belles chansons du quartet. 3 points de vue sur l'amour perdu (ce qui explique le titre)

Nabila a écrit:

Rilo Kiley
A Man/Me/Then Jim


I had one friend in high school recently he hung himself with string
His note said
"If livin' is the problem, well that's just baffling."
And at the wake I waited around to see my ex first love
And I barely recognized her, but I knew exactly what she was thinking of
We sat quietly in the corner whispering close about loss
And I remembered why I loved her, and I asked her why I drove her off

She said
The slow fade of love
Its soft edge might cut you
And our poor friend, Jim
Well he just lived within
The slow fade of love

A woman calls my house once a week; she's always selling things
Some charity, a phone plan, a subscription to a magazine
And as I turned her down, I always do, there was something trembling in her voice
I said
Hey, what troubles you?
She said
I'm surprised you noticed
Well, my husband, he's leaving, and I can't convince him to stay
And he'll take our daughter with him, she wants to go with him anyway
I'm sorry I'm hard to live with, living is the problem for me
I'm selling people things they don't want when I don't know what you need

He said the slow fade of love
And its mist might choke you
It's my gradual descent
Into a life I never meant
It's the slow fade of love

I was driving south of Melrose; I happened upon my old lover's old house
I found myself staring at the closed up door like the day she threw me out
"Dianna, Dianna, Dianna I would die for you
I'm in love with you completely, I'm afraid that's all I can do"
She said
"You can sleep upon my doorstep, you can promise me indifference, Jim
But my mind is made up, and I'll never let you in again"

For the slow fade of love
It might hit you from below
It's your gradual descent
Into a life you never meant
It's the slow fade of love

Une des plus belles chansons du quartet. 3 points de vue sur l'amour perdu (ce qui explique le titre)

J'aime beaucoup cette chanson et en particulier pour les paroles...
Très bon choix!

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(...)
And at the wake I waited around to see my ex first love
And I barely recognized her, but I knew exactly what she was thinking of
We sat quietly in the corner whispering close about loss
And I remembered why I loved her, and I asked her why I drove her off
(...)

" Wonderful electric, cover me in you. I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with a strict machine... "



possédée (bis)

battlestar a écrit:

" Wonderful electric, cover me in you. I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with a strict machine... "



possédée (bis)

C'est pas finit ce Lobbying???

keost a écrit:

C'est pas finit ce Lobbying???

Pardon.

" cause Im a voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing
I didnt mean to take up all your sweet time
Ill give it right back to ya one of these days "

David Ford, le titre de son album I Sincerely Apologise For All The Trouble I've Caused


et puis sa très belle chanson Go To Hell qui n'est pas du même album

I never treated you so mean (like that’s a reason to be proud)
my love i know it’s been so long but i thought that i’d just call around

and with that smile i that says “yeah well i knew you’d wait for me”
i can hear you say the day i fall down at your feet

go to hell
go to hell

i thank you for your understanding i won’t be long
and for the things around the house you left unthrown

and hey i know it’s been so long but i thought i’d call
and just come crawling back in time to hear you say

go to hell
go to hell

my sweet indecision do you think i’d wait around for you?
go to hell
because i don’t deserve you
you don’t deserve this
so tell me hey

go to hell
go to hell


qui est encore mieux avec le clip: