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My Sweet Shadow

La protophilosophie, ou l'art de parler pour ne rien dire.

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Fresh air

Fresh air

Feeling the wind Watching your hair of gold floating away. We are smiling Dreaming of better days. Hand in hand, feet on the sand No glories, no worries. Just ourselves lost in this dark cold night Nothing to hear but the waves smashing our troubles away...

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On the other side of that road

On the other side of that road

Opportunities missed. Lights turning off. Stop signs on the way. Négationnisme intempéré. Joie des heures sombres. Un pluriel si singulier. Des heures perdues. Dreaming of nothing. Losing your mind. Un visage, un éclair. Une minute, trois quarts d'heure....

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A ton étoile

A ton étoile

Noir Désir et Yann Tiersen - A ton Etoile Sous la lumière en plein Et dans l'ombre en silence Si tu cherches un abri Inaccessible Dis-toi qu'il n'est pas loin et qu'on y brille A ton étoile A ton étoile Petite sœur de mes nuits Ca m'a manqué tout ça Quand...

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Twisted Mind or Maggot Brain ?

Twisted Mind or Maggot Brain ?

Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time For y'all have knocked her up. I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe I was not offended For I knew I had to rise above it all Or drown in my own shit. Come on Maggot Brain Go on Maggot Brain...

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On ne va pas se burquader la face

On ne va pas se burquader la face

Hé! Hé!!! Hééé!!!! Ouais, j'ai entendu parler d'eux aujourd'hui!! Depuis bientot 6 ans que je suis l'Histoire de ce pays! C'est l'une des rares fois où je le vois sur le devant la scène! Bon d'accord, cette scène est assez restreinte, mais quand même,...

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To her, my beautiful friend.

To her, my beautiful friend.

Because we're not fighting for the survival of the human race. No, we're fighting to keep alive our mother of all: The Earth. We're not planting trees to alleviate our pollution. We are preserving our nature, our source of life, not our life! We need...

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The paper, the pen, your eyes.

The paper, the pen, your eyes.

Passion and tears. Happiness and anger. And again, you've lost your way, you're lost in time, behind space. Always looking for the right compass to guide you into the wider sea Your boat isn't sinking but the captain is drawning. Look around and see the...

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Have you passed through this night?

Have you passed through this night?

This great evil - where's it come from? How'd it steal into the world? What seed, what root did it grow from? Who's doing this? Who's killing us, robbing us of life and light, mocking us with the sight of what we mighta known? Does our ruin benefit the...

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They work their way into our lives

They work their way into our lives

Sometimes partners find us, and as much as we try to push them away, they work their way into our lives regardless, until we finally realize how much we need them.

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This is a ghost's life.

This is a ghost's life.

See how it's like to disapear. One minute you're here, the moment after? 'POUF' You find yourself fading away becoming the ghost you've always been. You tried to be here, to just BE, but nothing really matters at the end. You're the ghost of your own...

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