Et maintenant chantez !

EUUUUUKRRKKKKKK!!!

 

Deauville sans Trintignant

Auteur compositeur interprète : Vincent Delerm

A Deauville un dimanche
Sous la pluie sur les planches
Elle s'avance à côté
D'un homme plus âgé
Il ne dit presque rien
A Deauville ce matin
Il promène sur la plage
Son deuxième mariage
Les studios vue sur mer
Sont fermés tout l'hiver
Puisque les retraités
N'ont pas pris de congé
C'est le deuxième café
Ses cheveux sont trempés
Balançoire trampoline
Le club Mickey dégouline

Elle repense à ce film
Qui se passe à Deauville
C'est un peu décevant
Deauville sans Trintignant

Ils iront tout à l'heure
Déjeuner à Honfleur
Reprendre la Rover
Et s'ennuyer ailleurs
Menu à deux-cent vingt
Citron vert sur les mains
Il fera rapporter
Un château bouchonné
Juste après le repas
Ils feront quelques pas
Elle voudra essayer
Ce manteau bleu soldé
Marée basse sur le port
Il attendra dehors
Il faudra envisager
Un retour bouchonné

Elle repense à ce film
Sous la pluie de Deauville
C'est un peu décevant
Deauville sans Trintignant

[Monologue de Trintignant]C'est beau quand même d'envoyer un télégramme comme ça il faut avoir du culot. C'est vrai quoi c'est extraordinaire qu'une femme belle vous envoie un télégramme comme ça c'est merveilleux. Moi jamais j'aurais fait un truc comme ça. C'est formidable de la part d'une femme, c'est formidable. Quel courage. Moi aussi je tiens cette moyenne j'arrive à Paris vers 6h 6h et demie, elle va être couchée bien sûr. Qu'est-ce que je vais faire, j'vais dans un bistrot et j'l'appelle d'un bistrot ?... Elle est chez elle, une femme qui vous écrit comme ça sur un télégramme 'je vous aime', oui chez elle. Oh oui j'vais chez elle pourquoi pas.[fin]

Elle a raté son dimanche
A Deauville sur les planches
Il a raté sa vie
A Deauville sous la pluie

Edit : Pour le monologue sans lequel c'est vraiment trop déprimant

 

c'est fou ce qu'on peut entendre à la radio quand on se plante de station...

Celebration
By Kool And The Gang

woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)

there's a party going on right here
a celebration that'll last throughout the year
shall bring you good times and good laughter too
we gonna celebrate your party with you
come on now

celebration - we're gonna celebrate and have a good time
celebration - we're gonna celebrate and have a good time

it's time to come together
it's up to you what's your pleasure
everyone around the world come on

woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)

here's a party going on right here
a dedication that'll last throughout the year
shall bring you good times and good laughter too
we gonna celebrate your party with you
come on now

celebration
we're gonna.....

it's time to come....

woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
woo-hooh (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)
celebrate good times come on (it's a celebration)

we're gonna have a good time tonite
let's celebrate it's allright
we're gonna have a good time tonite
let's celebrate it's allright

 

La Fleur aux dents - Joe Dassin

Spéciale Kasdédi à notre Mod préférée :

J'ai dépensé ma jeunesse
Comme une poignée de monnaie
J'ai fait un peu de tout un peu partout
Sans savoir rien faire
La fleur aux dents c'était tout ce que j'avais
Mais je savais bien que toutes les femmes du monde m'attendaient

Il y a les filles dont on rêve et celles avec qui l'on dort
Il y a les filles qu'on regrette et celles qui laissent des remords
Il y a les filles que l'on aime et celles qu'on aurait pu aimer
Puis un jour il y a la femme qu'on attendait

J'ai connu des lits de camp
Bien plus doux qu'un oreiller
Et des festins de roi sur le zinc
D'un buffet de gare
J'ai connu bien des gens
Je les ai tous bien aimés
Mais dans leurs visages au fond
Je n'ai rien fait que te chercher

Car il y a les filles ... (refrain)

Un jour ici l'autre là
Un jour riche et l'autre pas
J'avais faim de tout voir de tout savoir
J'avais tellement à faire
A me tromper de chemin tant de fois
J'ai quand même fini par trouver
Celui qui mène à toi

Il y a ... (refrain)

Et à The Smiths, connaissais pas, c'est vachtement bieeeeeennng !!

 

Woééééé merci

Cette chason aura toujours un goût de macdo... et le nombre de fois que j'ai pu l'écouter en vous écrivant...

*sigh*

 

[lyrics by peter gabriel]

solsbury hill


Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
I just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son," he said, "Grab your things, I've come to take you home."
To keepin' silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
'Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey," he said, "grab your things, I've come to take you home."
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes,but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey," I said, "You can keep my things, they've come to take me home."

 

Des paroles bien pourries mais bon j'aime bien le côté vieillot de la chanson et l'excellent passage utilisé il y a quelques années par Coca Cola

Blondie - Atomic

Uh-huh make me tonight
Tonight
Make it right
Uh-huh make me tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Oh, uh-huh make it magnificent
Tonight
Right

Ah, oh your hair is beautiful
Ah, tonight
Atomic

Tonight make it magnificent
Tonight
Make me tonight

Your hair is beautiful
Oh, tonight
Atomic
Oh Atomic
Oh

Oh Atomic
Oh Atomic
Oh

 

Je ne sais pas si c'est la bonne version, mais voila les paroles de "Where did you sleep last night" de Nirvana


My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, the pines
The sun, the shine
I shiver
All
Night throughhhhhh

 

Et les paroles d'une chanson d'une petite nouvelle qui débute. On l'entend beaucoup sur les radios rock

Avril Lavigne
Complicated

Uh-huh,
Life's like this
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That's the way it is
'Cause life's like this
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That's the way it is


Chill out,
What you yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see


I like you the way you are
When we're, driving in my car
And you're talking to me
One on one
But you become


Somebody else
'Round everyone else
Watchin' your back
Like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool
To me


Tell me


Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this, you
And you fall and you crawl
And you break and you take
What you get and you turn it into
Honesty Promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it


No, no, no


You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're something else
Where you are and
Where you sat, you see
You're making me
Laugh out
When you strike a pose
Take off all your preppy clothes
You know
You're not fooling anyone
When you become


Somebody else
'Round everyone else
Watchin' your back
Like you can't relax
Tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool
To me



Tell me


Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this, you
And you fall and you crawl
And you break and you take
What you get and you turn it into
Honesty Promise me
I'm never gonna find you fake it


No, no, no...


Chill out,
What you yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could let it be
You will see


Somebody else
'Round everyone else
You're watchin' your back
Like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool
To me, to me


Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this, you
And you fall and you crawl
And you break and you take
What you get and you turn it into
Honesty Promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it


No, no


Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this, you
And you fall and you crawl
And you break and you take
What you get and you turn it into
Honesty Promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it

 

Cixi : Mais ca va pas Marco dans ta tete ! C'est particulièrement mauvais quand meme..

Ysaline : moi je trouve ca pas mal perso.........

Cixi : ouais mais toi t'as des gouts bizarres..

Ysaline : Meme pas vrai d'abord !

 

Ysaline, regarde la colloc' que tu as choisie : tu as forcément des goûts bizarres si tu es amie avec elle Enchantée de faire ta connaissance, au passage =)
(et pardon, Cix', j'ai pas pu m'empêcher d'écrire ça )


Zolie chanson des Smiths (mais qui sont les Smiths ? ) qui est interprétée d'une façon très très agréable par nos amis du groupe Muse (mais qu'est-ce qu'il est doué au clavier, Matthew Bellamy )



Please Please Please


Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

 

The Smiths
(à écouter pour la voix très pure de Morrissey)

Panic

Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play


On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Or provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

(j'aime bien aussi Frankly Mr Shanky et Bigmouth strikes again)

 

Marcolas, Avril Lavigne
Complicated , c'est un bon chanson, mais c'est sur la radio ici toujours. Ma belle-souer du Paris, elle chante tous les chansons American. C'est "popular" tout les endroits! Attend, Avril est du Canada. [face_shocked]


EVEN FLOW
Pearl Jam

Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...

Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...**** it up...


Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...

 

Saez, A ton nom




On a prié pour toi
On en a dessiné des croix
A Ton Nom
On en a brûlé des livres
On a égorgé des enfants
Juste de quoi tuer le temps
Mais Toi T'as pris différents noms
T'as choisi différents drapeaux
Dis mais pourquoi ?
Moi je me souviens de ma mère
Qui me chantait cette chanson : Allelujah
Allelujah, Inch' Allah

On en a fait toute une histoire
Où Tu redescendais nous voir
Mais t'es pas venu
Nos sanglots pour uniques armes
A combattre pour que nos larmes
Ne soient pas perdues
De siècle en siècle
De jour en nuit
Et d'horreur en miséricorde
On T'a attendu
Mais l'Espoir n'est pas l'Eternel
Et Mon Dieu que la nuit est belle
sur notre plaine perdue

Allelujah... Inch' Allah

 

Une petite nouveauté, chanson titre de Gangs of NY.

U2 - The hands that build America

Oh my love, it's a long way we've come.
From the freckled hills, to the steel and glass canyons.
From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky.
From digging in our pockets, for a reason not to say goodbye.

These are the hands, that build America.
Ahhhh America.

Last saw your face, in a water colour sky.
As sea birds argue, a long goodbye.
I took your kiss, on the spray of the new land star.
You gotta live with your dreams, don't make them so hard, ohh ohh.

And these are the hands, that built America.
Ahhhh America.

Of all of the promises, is this one we could keep?
Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach.

Halle, Ole

It's early fall, there's a cloud on the New York sky line.
Innocence, dragged across a yellow line.
These are the hands that built America.
These are the hands that built America.
Ahhhh America.
Ahhhh America.

 

tiens en parlant des smiths, je viens d'apprendre que c'était le groupe préféré de Mrs JK Kowling ... et qu'elle aimait aussi les clash ! quelle femme pleine de talent et de bon goût !

atomic de blondie, j'adore ! et "heart of glass", un des tubes les plus massacrés sous ma douche ! (avec n'importe quoi de depeche mode passque c'est facile à chanter et "go'way from my window, go at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want babe, I'm not that one you need etc ..." une reprise de bob dylan par Joan Baez)

et vous, vous massacrez quoi sous la douche ?...

 

Jolie chanson Twinnie..

 

Blue, Yoko Kano:


Never seen a bluer sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out And moving closer
There's something about blue

Asked myself what it's all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn't answer No I couldn't answer

Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real, May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on

Freeeee... Wanna be free, Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren't so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free

Please Don't wake me from the dream
It's really everything it seemed
I'm so free

No black and white in the blue
Everything is clearer now

Life is just a dream you know
That's never ending I'm ascending

@ Jo'

 

Paul Mc Cartney, puis superbement arrangée par Guns
Live and let die

When you were young and your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live, you know you did, you know you did
But if this ever changin in which we live in makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die, live and let die

What does it matter to ya when ya got a job to do, ya got to do it well
You got to give the other fella hell

You used to say live and let live, you know you did, you know you did
But if this ever changin in which we live in makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die, live and let die

 

J'avais pas vu Blue .. tu es deja arrivé a la fin??

 

Nan, juste la première cassette, mais ça faisait déjà un p'tit moment que j'écoutais des morceaux de la série.

 

Passque ca c'est la derniére chanson ...BANG... ..

Rien que la premiére K7 ca fait deja pas mal, Pierrot le fou y est passé .. j'aime bien celui là

 

En l'honneur de Maurice. La disco est en deuil, mettez vos voilettes noires les filles :


Stayin' Alive

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Well now, I get low and I get high,
and if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. Stayin' alive.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I'm stayin' alive.

 

Rivers of Babylon - Sublime

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Over the wicked, carry us away, captivity
Require from us a song
How can we sing King Alfa's song in a strange land?

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in thy sight
Over I

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Over the wicked, carry us away, captivity
Require from us a song
How can we sing King Alfa's song in a strange land?
How can we sing King Alfa's song in a strange land?

 

Alan Stivell et Simple Minds : Belfast Child/She moved through the fair - Live @ Taratata
(faut le préciser, parce que les paroles différent de l'original, et ils n'ont jamais refait le duo)

My young love said to me,
My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you,
For your lack of kind.
Then, she stepped away from me,
And this she did say:
"It will not be long love,
'Til our wedding day."
She stepped away from me,
And she moved through the fair,
And fondly I watched her,
Move here and move there.
Then she made her way homeward,
With one star awake,
As the swan in the evening,
Moves over the lake.

I dreamt it last night,
That my dead love came in,
So softly she moved,
That her feet made no din.
Then she came close beside me,
And this she did say:
"It will not be long love,
'Til our wedding day."