genre mouah

salut ganda et les zautres

je lisais les autres mais pas encore celui la Mav

´lut Mouah...

Coucou Vous trois ( je fais les choses dans le desordre mais c´est pas grave )

comme d´habitude moua arrive... donc je pars

je vais manger
@+ les gens

c´est pas malin d´avoir prevenue que j´etais dans le coin Mav du coup Ganda a filer

lu tout le monde

g l´impression que y a une mauvaise ambiance en ce moment ici

mdr

filé*

bon app ^^

Je sais pas pourquoi je me marre, m´enfin...

Pareil que Ganda je vais barbequer...

A plus tard les gens...

hello par ici

bon barbequage^^ mijh

a+ mijh

Spécial dédicace pour dead

Young man, there´s no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, ´cause you´re in a new town
There´s no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there´s a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you´re short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I´m sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys . ..

It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel . ..

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you´ve got to know this one thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the y.m.c.a.
I´m sure they can help you today.

It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys . ..

It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel . ..

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so jive . ..

That´s when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
It´s a place there called the y.m.c.a.
They can start you back on your way.

It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys . ..

y-m-c-a
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a
Young man, young man, there´s no need to feel down
Young man, young man, pick yourself off the ground

y-m-c-a
It´s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a
Young man, young man, are you listening to me
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be

y-m-c-a
you´ll find it at the y-m-c-a
no man, young man, does it all by himself
young man, young man, put your pride on the shelf

Y-m-c-a
then just go to the y-m-c-a
y-m-c-a
young man, young man, i was once in your shoes
y-m-c-a
young man, young man, I said, I was down and out with the blues.
y-m-c-a

Une que j´adore...mais qui est trop triste!

Depuis le temps que je patiente
Dans cette chambre noire
J´entends qu´on s´amuse et qu´on chante
Au bout du couloir ;
Quelqu´un a touché le verrou
Et j´ai plongé vers le grand jour
J´ai vu les fanfares, les barrières
Et les gens autour

Dans les premiers moments j´ai cru
Qu´il fallait seulement se défendre
Mais cette place est sans issue
Je commence à comprendre
Ils ont refermé derrière moi
Ils ont eu peur que je recule
Je vais bien finir par l´avoir
Cette danseuse ridicule...

Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
Andalousie je me souviens
Les prairies bordées de cactus
Je ne vais pas trembler devant
Ce pantin, ce minus !
Je vais l´attraper, lui et son chapeau
Les faire tourner comme un soleil

Ce soir la femme du torero
Dormira sur ses deux oreilles
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
J´en ai poursuivi des fantômes
Presque touché leurs ballerines
Ils ont frappé fort dans mon cou
Pour que je m´incline

Ils sortent d´où ces acrobates
Avec leurs costumes de papier ?
J´ai jamais appris à me battre
Contre des poupées
Sentir le sable sous ma tête
C´est fou comme ça peut faire du bien
J´ai prié pour que s´arrête
Andalousie je me souviens

Je les entends rire comme je râle
Je les vois danser comme je succombe
Je pensais pas qu´on puisse autant
S´amuser autour d´une tombe
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ?
Si, si hombre, hombre
Baila, baila

Hay que bailar de nuevo
Y mataremos otros
Otras vidas, otros toros
Y mataremos otros
Venga, venga a bailar...
Y mataremos otros

très belle oui... y´a celle la aussi :

Elle disait " j´ai déjà trop marché,
Mon cœur est déjà trop lourd de secrets,
Trop lourd de peines"
Elle disait " je ne continue plus,
Ce qui m´attend, je l´ai déjà vécu.
C´est plus la peine"
Elle disait que vivre était cruel
Elle ne croyait plus au soleil
Ni aux silences des églises
Même mes sourires lui faisaient peur
C´était l´hiver dans le fond de son cœur
Elle disait que vivre était cruel
Elle ne croyait plus au soleil
Ni aux silences des églises
Même mes sourires lui faisaient peur
C´était l´hiver dans le fond de son cœur
Le vent n´a jamais été plus froid
La pluie plus violente que ce soir-là
Le soir de ses vingt ans
Le soir où elle a éteint le feu
Derrière la façade de ses yeux
Dans un éclair blanc
Elle a sûrement rejoint le ciel
Elle brille à côté du soleil
Comme les nouvelles églises
Mais si depuis ce soir-là je pleure
C´est qu´il fait froid dans le fond de mon cœur
Elle a sûrement rejoint le ciel
Elle brille à côté du soleil
Comme les nouvelles églises
Mais si depuis ce soir-là je pleure
C´est qu´il fait froid dans le fond de mon cœur

A toi qui veilles sur l´ombre de mes nuits, je dédie
Cet air qui me vient d´un très beau matin
Où je laissais courir mon âme dans les blés,
Insouciant, irradié, par la magie de l´été...

Coeur de pierre, ciel ouvert, adolescent,
Amoureux d´une sorcière aux seins blancs,
Loin des fureurs, loin des errances de l´ennui,
Comme un aviateur,
Dans un ascenseur,
Qui s´envole vers l´infini...

Aie du coeur, aie du coeur, baise la vie...
Fais la jouir à en palir d´envie
Jusqu´à ce que la mort la surprenne dans ton lit,
Noyée de désirs, hurlant de plaisir,
Prise entre jour et nuit.

A toi qui meurs de trop aimer la vie, je dédie,
Cet air venu d´un éternel chagrin,
Où le destin m´a condamné à errer,
Incertain, sur les chemins de l´oubli...

Laisse le temps, impatient, tuer ta douleur
Et dis toi qu´il n´est pas de plus grand malheur,
Que de laisser mourir le rire dans ton coeur!

´lut les potos et merci...

Mais de rien

Allez, encore une tite pour dead

Well, I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like you.

Oh, but I gotta think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Because I play them, too.

Oh, but I need some time off from that emotion,
Time to pick my heart up off the floor.
And when that love comes down without devotion,
Well, it takes a strong man baby, but I´m
Showing you the door,

´Coz I gotta have Faith
I gotta have... Faith
Yes, I´ve gotta have Faith, Faith, Faith
I gotta have Faith, Faith, Faith.

Baby, I know you´re asking me to stay
Saying please, please, please don´t go away
You say I´m giving you the blues.

Maybe you mean every word you say
Can´t help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules

Before this river becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh baby, I reconsider my foolish notion
Well, I need someone to hold me,
But I´ll wait for something more.

Coz I gotta have Faith...
( repeat chorus)

Before this river
Becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
( I´ve just got to have faith)
I´ve reconsidered my foolish notion

Yeah, I need someone to hold me,
But I´ll wait for something more....

( pause)

Coz I gotta have Faith

Et une pour mijh

Gentle pretty thing
Who only had one spring
You bravely faced the world
Ready for anything
I´m happy that you lived
For your life is mine
What have I except to cry
Spirit never die
Birds of the air
Beasts of the earth
Overjoyed at Bambi´s birth they gambolled in the glade

CHORUS
Who killed Bambi?

Murder murder murder
Someone should be angry
The crime of the century
Who shot little Bambi
Never trust a hippie
´Cause I love punky Bambi
I´ll kill to find the killer
In that rotten roll army
All the spikey punkers
Believers in the ruins
With one big shout
They all cry out
Who killed Bambi?

Et une pour ma gueule

Sometimes I try to do things
And it just doesn´t work out the way I want it to.
And I get real frustrated.
It´s like, I try hard to do it
And I take my time
But it just doesn´t work out the way I want it to.
It´s like I concentrate on it real hard,
But it just doesn´t work out.
And everything I do and everything I try,
It never turns out!
It´s like, I need time to figure these things out.
There´s always someone there going,
" Hey Mike, you know,
We´ve been noticing you´ve been having a lot of problems lately,you
know.
You should maybe get away,
And like, maybe you should talk about it,
You´d feel a lot better."
I go, " No, it´s okay you know, I´ll figure it out.
Just leave me alone, I´ll figure it out you know.
I´m just working on myself."
And they go, " Well, you know, if you wanna talk about it,
I´ll be here ya know,
And you´ll probably feel a lot better if ya talked about it,
So why dontcha talk about it?!"
I go, " No! I don´t want to I´m okay! I´ll figure it outmyself!"
But they just keep buggin´ me,
They just keep buggin´ me
And it builds up inside!

So you´re gonna be institutionalized
You´ll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won´t have any say
They´ll brainwash you until you see their way

I´m not crazy - Institution
You´re the one who´s crazy - Institution
You´re driving me crazy - Institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

Uh - I was in my room
And I was just like staring at the wall thinking ´bouteverything
But then again I was thinking about nothing.
And then my Mom came in,
And I didn´t even know she was there.
She called my name
But I didn´t hear her.
Then she started screaming, " Mike, Mike!"
And I go, " What? What´s the matter?"
She goes, " What´s the matter with you?!"
I go, " There´s nothin´ wrong Mom."
She goes, " Don´t tell me that, you´re on drugs!"
I go, " No Mom, I´m not on drugs.
I´m okay, I´m just thinking, you know.
Why don´t ya give me a Pepsi?"
She goes, " No, you´re on drugs!"
I go, " Mom, I´m okay, I´m just thinking."
She goes, " No, you´re not thinking, you´re on drugs!
Normal people don´t act in that way!"
I go, " Mom, just give me a Pepsi please,
All I want is a Pepsi."
And she wouldn´t give it to me!
All I wanted was a Pepsi!
Just one Pepsi!
And she wouldn´t give it to me!
Just a Pepsi!

They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around your back, you´re treated like thieves
Drug you up because they´re lazy
It´s too much work to help a crazy

I´m not crazy - Institution
You´re the one who´s crazy - Institution
You´re driving me crazy - Institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room.
My Mom and my Dad came in.
So they pull up a chair and they sat down.
They go, " Mike, we need to talk to you."
And I go, " Okay, what´s the matter?"
They go, " Me and your Mom,
We´ve been noticing lately you´ve been having a lot ofproblems,
And you´ve been going off for no reason.
And we´re afraid you´re gonna hurt somebody,
We´re afraid you´re gonna hurt yourself.
So we decided that it would be in your best interest
If we put you somewhere
Where you could get the help that you need."
And I go, " Wait! What are ya talking about?!
We decided?!
My best interest?!
How do you know what my best interest is!
How can you say what my best interest is!
And what are ya trying ta say, I´m crazy?!
When I went to your schools!
I went to your churches!
I went to your institutional learning facilities!
So how can ya say I´m crazy?!

They say they´re gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally, I´ll be dead

Chorus ( two verses):
I´m not crazy - Institution
You´re the one who´s crazy - Institution
You´re driving me crazy - Institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

. ..Doesn´t matter I´ll probably get hit by a car anyway.

Bye Ben et merci...

J´espère quand même que tu vas mieux que se que laisse présager ton état d´ésprit, avec ce morceau...