paroles de chanson langues du monde 2

C'était tout de même plus simple que ma précédente hein

P'tit Nico a écrit:

la copine d'Arthur est complètement folle.

C'est pas gentil ça Nico...

I washed myself
With hands that were not mine
I washed myself
With a shit-made soap

My name is June
And i'm doing fine
But people call me March

I want to make
The same noise as a running horse
I want to hear the same noise as a landing plane

My name is June
And i'm doing fine
But people call me March

I'm feeling down
On a stone
I gave you a book
You burnt it down
And reading lines
I could save
I try to look at what would be my grave
I'm feeling down

On a stone
I gave you a book
You burnt it down
And reading lines
I could save
I try to look at what would be my grave
I'm feeling down

Cocoooooon !!!

Trop facile, je débarque sur le forum quand mon frère poste, muahahaha !!!

Ah et le titre, June.

Ouais, enfin t'aurais pu avoir celle d'avant aussi

Vas-y, poste-nous un truc mon Thuthur.

Pour prouver que je suis quand même prêt à accepter plein de trucs venant de mylène qui n'est malheureusement pas folle que de death cab...

So open up your morning light,
And say a little prayer for I.
You know that if we are to stay alive.
Then see the peace in every eye.

She had two babies. One was six months, one was three
In the war of '44.
Every telephone ring, every heartbeat stinging
When she thought it was God calling her.
Oh would her son grow to know his father?

{Refrain:}
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over,
I want to know right now what will it be.
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over,
Will it be yes or will it be sorry?

He showed up all wet on the rainy front step.
Wearing shrapnel in his skin.
And the war he saw lives inside him still,
It's so hard to be gentle and warm.
The years pass by and now he has granddaughters

{au Refrain}

You look at me from across the room
You're wearing your anguish again
Believe me I know the feeling
It sucks you into the jaws of anger.
So breathe a little more deeply my love
All we have is this very moment
And I don't want to do what his father,
And his father, and his father did,
I want to be here now.

So open up your morning light,
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive,
Then see the love in every eyes.

Et oui...

L'absence de réponse me rassure, en même temps la plupart des gens qui passent par là ne sont pas de la génération qui doit connaitre ça... C'est le générique d'une série...

Ho je viens de googler, comment tu as pu nous faire ça, la convention de Genève merde !!

bah attends, moi on m'a forcé à regarder le premier épisode sous prétexte que "j'ai pas eu d'adolescence" ! Dure la vie... tu donnes la réponse ou on attend de voir si quelqu'un trouve (ou googeulize et réagit...)

Non je peux pas trouver ça j'ai une étique moi monsieur

J'ai googleisé aussi et force m'est d'admettre que oui, j'ai regardé ça ! (mais je n'ai pas reconnu le générique...)
Même si pour moi la meilleure série de ce style c'était Hartley !

Mon dieu "Hartley coeur à vif" mais vite démon sort de ce corps !!

Arthur, fais gaffe, je pourrais demander à papa de te déshériter pour ça !

Mais j'assume pleinement
Si tu veux que j'en rajoute une couche fut un temps je suivais même les Frères Scott !

Mais bon tout ça m'est passé maintenant...

Et puis là on vient de donner de gros indices pour qui voudrait trouver sans google !

Dire qu'on m'a dit plus jeune pour me faire plaisir que je ressemblais à l'acteur éponyme de la série à trouver...

C'est comme les petits poneys ça, ça fait du dossier...

J'ai moi aussi un doute atroce... Je dis Peacy et Katie Holmes, sa craint ?

Remi

Rémi trouve tout seul sans google ! donc il peut enchainer ^^

Allons-y Alonzo

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so ------- crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still ------- peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Rémi

C'est John Lennon ça, Working class hero, non ?

Et pour ceux qui n'ont pas suivi, la chanson d'Arthur, c'était le générique de Dawson...

Working class hero de john Lennon (reprise par Green Days plus récemment)

[edit Grillé]

Green days en a fait une reprise, j'y jetterai une oreille ... C'est bien çà, à toi Fanny.

Rémi

Une facile, je ne mets que la fin exprès :

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

Hotel california - eagles

P'tain je l'ai chanté en anglais au lycée, c'est soirée nostalgie ?

Ca dure pas longtemps ce soir !

C'est bien évidemment ça, à toi Laurent (ou Dawson alors comme tu préfères !)

pas trop d'idée...

(Hey man) oh leave me alone you know
(Hey man) oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
(Hey man) I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place

(Hey man) my schooldays insane
(Hey man) my work's down the drain
(Hey man) well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she..and then she..

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

(Hey man) Ah Henry, don't be unkind, go away
(Hey man) I can't take you this time, no way
(Hey man) droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

Oh hit me!

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
I'm back on Suffragette City, I'm back on Suffragette City
Ooo, Sufraggete city, ooo, Suffragette City
Oooh-how, Sufragette City, oooh-how, Sufragette,

Ohhh, Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am!
A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
Quite all right
A Suffragette City
Too fine
A Suffragette City, ooh, a Sufragette City
Oh, my Sufragette City, oh my Suffragette City
Oh, Suffragette
Suffragette!