1. |
AUBE
01:36
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APHRODITE ET VÉNUS
05:49
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paroles: Emmanuelle Orange-Parent
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妈妈 (mama)
02:05
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paroles: Emmanuelle Orange-Parent
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5. |
PIALOUSHKA
07:26
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Pialoushka verovite lolameridk’e
Amarolistvitedosk quo rialat che zhou
Gwordav fierd zajde, gwordav fierd zajde
Yellauretok tritvolare kieka kieka
Seu re veutu proubiannino Halir
Ke est memello comiviularicht
Issasiè gouj’stvir pwa kékarra pwa kékarra
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6. |
WE THE PEOPLE
02:01
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WE,
THE PEOPLE OF THE COUNTRY,
OF A GREAT NATION,
HAVE GOT WHAT WE WANT.
WE,
THE PEOPLE OF THIS COUNTRY,
OF YOUR GREAT NATION,
HAVE GOT WHAT YOU WANT.
YOU,
THE PEOPLE OF YOUR COUNTRY,
OF YOUR GREAT NATION,
HAVE GOT WHAT I WANT.
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7. |
SERPENT
05:34
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The power of time gave me the slowest rythm to live sleeping awaken only by the law which pushes me towards you my prey, the prey of preys whose presence enters the profoundness of my instincts…
It reminds me that this deep hungry sleep calls for death. Just Like I have been taught, in the womb of my life, the real life which knows nothing of ephemeral pleasures of the false life invented to put you my prey to sleep.
Cause I’m the Snake, the Serpent,
I’m watching everybody looking up to the sky
Everybody’s blinded by the sun in the sky
I’m the Snake, the Serpent
And my skin closely wraps and touch the tree
My skin closely wraps and touch the tree.
I know that my power lies in the cold immobility... Until the perfume of you my prey awakens my instinct. Then I unroll and slide down from my tree to the ground of what becomes then my forest,
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8. |
LE PICHET
07:43
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Il était un geste que l’on n’aurait su voir
Il est un étang que l’on aurait pu boire
Il sera un rêve que l’on n’voudra plus croire
Il sera un rêve que l’on n’voudra plus croire
Mes yeux commencent à mordre
Le soleil est un pichet qu’il ne faut pas renverser…
J’ai imaginé des doigts, des doigts verts et gris
Agrippés sous les plis de ta peau mature
Ils bougent autour de l’angle chaud
Rafraîchis par la brise d’une voix qui me hante
suddenly the top of their heads would flip open like ine tosses a coin and reveal sparkling pink little gems of academic brains still humid from the previous wash
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9. |
NANOJARDIN
01:11
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10. |
CIEL DE LIMACE
06:27
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