11/08/2007
I need music
I need music, the one I've chosen
Especially yours. I never see you on television
I know nothing about you
I don't ask you
To have a little part
Of happiness more and more
When I hear you playing guitar,
I don't ask no more.
(1988)
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23/04/2007
TOULOUSE 1987
The sun shone stronger
And the sky was more blue
When I knew you would come here.
The volcano awaked
It overflowed when you arrived
And now, where are you ?
It's with you I want to sing
I can't part all things
With a man like you
I want to play guitar with you
I should want all days hear you singing
The sweetness is there when your voice resound
But people don't pay attention
All I want is hear you singing.
(1988)
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21/03/2007
HELP ME BECAUSE
Pictures come back often in my mind
I hide my hopes into me
I ask myself why I lost my time
I have a secret but I am afraid
I am afraid to keep it into me
I have not find yet an issue
My dreams are always the same :
I am searching for an issue.
Help me, because I don't want
To turn round into the mediocrity.
I don't feel myself always
Strong in front of people
It is hard to find good friends
Amity will be always unsalable
I run away for not stiffle
Some people are so passable
I don't want to pay attention
And don't want to know their intentions.
(1988)
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11/03/2007
WHEN
When I was 17, I've missed the first love train
When I was 21, I've taken up the second love train
Now it's always roll
It's always roll.
I want to take advantage of life
And nothing to regret like before
When we love somebody, we must tell it
I cannot travel over the world
To embrace those I love
I must tell it
I want to take advantage of life
But I sing songs to comfort me, those I love.
(1988)
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05/03/2007
FOR NEIL
I am very small near you
I am only a little spot
In the crowd who applaud
I have nothing to present you
I am not important
I am just a little woman
I can't give you anything
Like you have given to me
You are like a child
You don't try to bride
Your friends love you
The others don't understand
But it's not important
Are you alone in the blue ?
Only music is good for you
It beg you sometime too
Do you think of who applaud ?
It's well for you and for them
It's a compensation of all strains
But we are getting old.
Take good care of your life
Though time is running
You understand what bungle the life
You don't want to fall in
But all we have our glance
Point on you, it's indecent.
(1988)
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