elle a les yeux revolver, elle a le regard qui tue, elle a tiré la première m´a touché c´est foutu

J´irais ou tu iras, qu´importe la place, qu´importe l´endroit......

marche pas sur la route
tu vas t´faire ecraser
reste sur´l´trottoir
tu s´ra en securité

cours forrest, cours

Pour les rêves qu´on a faits
Et pour ceux qu´on fera
Pour le poing qu´on a levé
Pour celui qu´on lèvera
Pour un idéal
Pour une utopie
Allons marchons ensemble
Enfants de la patrie...

nous sommes nous sommes le pays des droits de l´homme *se souvient plus de la suite*

Fils de France
Damien Saez

J´ai vu les larmes au yeux
Les nouvelles ce matin
20 % pour l´horreur
20 % pour la peur
Ivres d´inconscience
Tous fils de France
Au pays des Lumières
Amnésie suicidaire

Non, Non, Non, . ..

Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Droits de l´Homme
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation de la tolérance
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Lumières
Nous sommes, nous sommes
A l´heure de la résistance

Pour les rêves qu´on a faits
Et pour ceux qu´on fera
Pour le poing qu´on a levé
Pour celui qu´on lèvera
Pour un idéal
Pour une utopie
Allons marchons ensemble
Enfants de la patrie

Fils de France
Ca pour baisser la tête
Ah oui ! Ca t´aime bien
Les minutes de silence

Fils de France
C´était à peine hier
Et déjà tu brandis
Le drapeau de l´ignorance

Fils de France
Nous n´oublierons jamais
Que nous sommes et seront
Les fils de la résistance

Fils de France
Au royaume des aveugles
Tu sais bien ce qu´on dit
Les borgnes sont les rois

Y´a ces ombres derrière nous
Y´a ces idées vendues
Y´a ces drapeaux qui flottent
Et les hymnes dessus

Et puis y a toi mon frère
Oui toi qui n´y crois plus
Et puis y a nos prières
Et nos causes perdues

Honte à notre pays
Honte à notre patrie
Honte à nous la jeunesse
Honte à la tyrannie

Honte à notre pays
Revoilà l´ennemi
Allons marchons ensemble
Enfants de la patrie

Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Droits de l´Homme
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation de la tolérance
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Lumières
Nous sommes, nous sommes
A l´heure de la résistance

Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Droits de l´Homme
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation de la différence
Nous sommes, nous sommes
La nation des Lumières
Nous sommes, nous sommes
A l´heure de la résistance

ne la laisse pas tomber, elle est si fragile, être une femme libérée, tu sais c´est pas si facile

Mais si depuis ce soir-là je pleure
C´est qu´il fait froid dans le fond de mon coeur

On reconnait même pas un bon vieux Cabrel ?

lucie ne pleure pas, on ne vie, on ne vie qu´une fois.....

Pascaaaaaaaaaaal !

Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Taking sound boys´ lives with this dub,
Killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.

[LAURYN]
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young bwoy, stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever,
Embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish,
But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song

[CLEF]
Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge

[LAURYN]
( Bust it)

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
[shoutouts and fade]

Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Taking sound boys´ lives with this dub,
Killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.

[LAURYN]
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young bwoy, stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever,
Embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish,
But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song

[CLEF]
Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge

[LAURYN]
( Bust it)

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
[shoutouts and fade]

ça à l´air bien nul O:)

Claing: Tu parles de Cypress Hill ou des Fugees ?

Cypress Hill

Claing: Faut l´écouter avant de dire ça, c´est l´un de leur meilleurs morceaux concernant la dépennalisation, avec un super son West Coast !

Premier couplet

Strumming dub plates with our fingers,
Eliminate sounds with our song,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Killing a sound boy with this sound,
Taking sound boys´ lives with this dub,
Killing him softly with this sound.
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.

6 fois " kill"

rien que ça me donne pas envie : )

Claing: Le morceau que tu cites est une reprise faites par les Fugees ( passé en boucle sur Skyrock).

Le morceau que j´ai posté est de Cypress Hill