Et oui encore un nouveau blog......
Combien de temps va-t-il tenir celui-ci?
Combien de temps va-t-il tenir celui-ci?
a deux pas d'une étoile . . .
Bonjour à tous
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# Enviado el sábado 09 de junio de 2007 07:19
Modificado el miércoles 18 de julio de 2007 16:30
les jours se ressemblent....
Rien à faire aujourd'hui.....comme les autres jours d'ailleurs.... C'est terrible de voir comment l'inactivité influe notre moral....
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# Enviado el viernes 15 de junio de 2007 08:00
Modificado el martes 31 de julio de 2007 04:13
Monochrome
Cette chanson de yann tiersen illustre bien ma monotone vie de ce moment...
Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.
Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and I'm tired now.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
I'm pilling up some unread books under my bed and I really think I'll never read again.
No concentration, just a white disorder everywhere around me, you know I'm so tired now.
But don't worry I often go to dinners and parties with some old friends who care for me, take me back home and stay.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Sometimes I search an event or something to remember, but I've really got nothing in mind.
Sometimes I open the windows and listen people walking in the down streets.
There is a life out there.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.
Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and I'm tired now.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and I'm tired now.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
I'm pilling up some unread books under my bed and I really think I'll never read again.
No concentration, just a white disorder everywhere around me, you know I'm so tired now.
But don't worry I often go to dinners and parties with some old friends who care for me, take me back home and stay.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Sometimes I search an event or something to remember, but I've really got nothing in mind.
Sometimes I open the windows and listen people walking in the down streets.
There is a life out there.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.
Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and I'm tired now.
But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
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# Enviado el miércoles 18 de julio de 2007 16:07
Modificado el martes 31 de julio de 2007 04:17
La rupture
Voici une autre chanson que j'aime beaucoup en ce moment.....
Aller savoir pourquoi ....
Aller savoir pourquoi ....
Windows, doors, walls and carpets, chairs, tables and flowers, bread, wine,
butter and jam, fries, meat, beans and all spices.
I've lost the taste of these things for two weeks now.
I'm just waiting for a cup of dirty snow.
Airports, railroad stations, highways, streets and foggy lines.
traffic, lights, cars and planes, boats, bicycles and walkers.
Now I'm wondering, blind, in the city.
I'm surrounded by towers, made of dirty snow.
Faces, ears and bellies, backsides, legs, fingers and feet.
Sweat, tears, dripping bodies, parties, someone is fucked up.
Now I'm quiet in this snow, snowy country.
I'm hanging on until I am old, just older than now.
butter and jam, fries, meat, beans and all spices.
I've lost the taste of these things for two weeks now.
I'm just waiting for a cup of dirty snow.
Airports, railroad stations, highways, streets and foggy lines.
traffic, lights, cars and planes, boats, bicycles and walkers.
Now I'm wondering, blind, in the city.
I'm surrounded by towers, made of dirty snow.
Faces, ears and bellies, backsides, legs, fingers and feet.
Sweat, tears, dripping bodies, parties, someone is fucked up.
Now I'm quiet in this snow, snowy country.
I'm hanging on until I am old, just older than now.
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# Enviado el miércoles 18 de julio de 2007 16:10
Modificado el martes 31 de julio de 2007 04:20
une pensée
Une petite pensée pour ma soeur Clémentine qui traverse une période difficile
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# Enviado el miércoles 18 de julio de 2007 16:15
Modificado el martes 31 de julio de 2007 04:21
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