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Ivory blade
You wait till the girl get drunk
you’re waiting till the toilets be free
to comb your hair smart
you wait for the seat that somebody
else stole you
you wait for the barman to lauch
and pay his round
From the middle of the night and frore
the middle of the town you wait
In the the dark house
the ceiling crushed down
you’re away
you’ve got t take care
cause cars keep going
you’ve got to cross
From the middle of the night and from
the middle of the town you wait
You wait for the next step
you wait for the dip’s to drag you away
Et sous les réverbères les gens s’ameutent
comme si un crime venait d’être commis

From the middle of the night and from
The middle of the town you wait
In the dark house
the ceiling crushed down
From the middle of the night and from
The middle of the town you wait
Oh blood is flowing tomorrow’s pavement
will be left with a white chalk
Blood is flowing
Rendez vous à Bruxelles sur les trottoirs de demain

Proud of his seans
he walk to the bar
and show them all
to children thirsty with adventure
with a shear on his face
His heart gapes wide
his call runs wild
nothing comes back
chains and roots for man and tree will
never permit there to go away
Petit Dieu ne deviendra jamais grand
car les arbres en ont décidés ainsi
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
what can I do for him for you
If he prefers the ennemy
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA

Masq of nudity
Listen or close your eyes
shout to your heart ‘s content
If you still have one sing low
If noise hurts you so bad
the wheels turning life goes on
The masq of nudity dyes nights
your face is waiting for dawn
nothing ca n breack the rythm
of an eternal regulated mechanism
because the wind pwders with sand destiny
desires and more over
The masq of nudity flashes in the darknes
your face appears more handsome
don’t listen anymore
Open your eyes watch come closer look
proud and erected mountains
standing for centuries
how many armies have crossed over
lumbering men kiling snowdrops
The masq of nudity flashes in the sky
your face appears always higher
I wanted to touch you
but the masq of nudity denied it to me
you vanish like an impalpable godness
forsaking me in my confusion

Friendship
The blazing draught of alcohol
scorching two friends souls
they look at each other right into the eyes
where life gashes it’s way out
just like two trees who’s branches would
touch a little bit too late
Oh they knows that fiendship
is not enougth in the boundaries of life
they know how frail is mutal esteem
The blazing draught of alcohol
scorching two friends souls
they look at each otherright into the eyes
Friendship frienship c’est mon amour abstrait
where life gushes it’s way out
just like two trees who’s branches would
touch a little bit too late
How many great orgasm
responding to our embraces
our bodies moving on
like a suprem answer to life, to life
Oh they knows that frienship
is not enought in the boundaries of life
they knows how frail is a mutual esteem

Yellow face

The glaucous light on
your yellow face
sky’s turning red
It will be fine again
fine again, fine again
I know the none then call the all
I’m picking flecting thought’s
Let’s have a look at the camera
your eyes, your posture
your gestures
they believe in you
It will be fine again
fine again, fine again
It will be fine again
fine again, fine again
Like an actor, and like an european
on your european stage
you’re appearing
you’re staying
like untapped actor passenger
without luggage’s going on, going on

Le temps des cerises
Oh there is a life, life I don’t care
oh there is a drug with a man
Oh baby, look at the money
religion attention imploring the tune
The time is a washing machine
to fade the seasons
the angels play the fools
and jesus is a flying as kew
oh baby said us something
Oh there is a lifecarry the light
the life I don’t care
the man with drug wizard man
The swinging around you
the flash on my mind
hands on my body and the fire inside
The feeling you don’t care
oh there is a time a time I don’t care
with the very strong man
Oh baby I want
you to sleep on the floor
I need, the bed
I love the butcher,
the president, my name
and the little birds
Le temps des cerises is over now
Le cerises, je m’en fous.

Landscap

Burning the terror
terror of frame
frame in this spain
I know what they want
in this beauty world

The collapse

The time, the time is very cruel
people people begin to cry
My friends are all my way
he likes your blue blue eyes
he repeats, he repeats the time
C’est comme cette eau qui court emmenant
ce corps abruti par l’alcool
cover his dead body and souls
and the fishers the boats applauds
The moon, the moon
is very cruel
people, people are on the run
Le soleil pleure et la pluie brille
les chiens aboient car la lune rôde
My friends are all my way
he likes your blue eyes
he repeat the time
I want to close your blue blue eyes and
wand to switch off the waiting moon