Sacré Charlie! Il parait que d'un simple sourire il peut t'emporter au paradis.
Ca tombe bien, tu me diras, ces temps-ci il sourit tout le temps.
J'en bous! Chaud brûlant!

Anna, red hot chili peppers

Red ? Hot ?

Anti, expert comptable ! Expert comptable !

C'est bon de se savoir avec un expert sur qui on peut compter.

Anna, excel

Allez, à la demande générale

Miss you - Mick Jagger

I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you

Oooh oooh oooh...

Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"

Aaah aaah aaah...

Oh everybody waits so long
Oh baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on!

I've been walking in Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"

Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say
Oooh oooh oooh...
I won't miss you child

I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah

Lord, I miss you child


Anna, kiss you

Missibocou.
Misskissyoutoo

Ah, ben voilà c'qu'il me faut !

http://video.google.fr/videoplay?docid=-3253034429088155362&q=friday+on+my+mind&total=372&start=0&num=20&so=0&type=search&plindex=0

The Easybeats, Friday On My Mind


Monday morning feels so bad,
Ev'rybody seems to nag me
Coming tuesday I feel better,
Even my old man looks good,
Wednesday just don't go,
Thursday goes too slow,
I've got Friday on my mind

Gonna have fun in the city,
Be with my girl she's so pretty,
She looks fine tonight,
She is out of sight to me,
Tonight... I spend my bread,
Tonight... I lose my head,
Tonight... I got to get tonight
Monday I have Friday on my mind.

Do the five day drag once more,
Know of nothing else that bugs me
More than working for the rich man,
Hey I'll change that scene one day,
Today I might be mad,
Tomorrow I'll be glad,
I've got Friday on my mind,

Anti, Friday on her mind...

I'll be glad !

Anna, easy bit

Ce matin, ça chante dans ma tête une des chansons de la comédie musicale d'Elie Chouraqui Les Dix Commandements, comédie qui m'émeut au-delà du possible à chaque fois que je la ré-écoute.

Il est celui que je voulais

Séphora:

Il est celui que je voulais
Comme venu d'un long voyage
Il n'est vainqueur de personne
En tout cas, il a ce courage

De ne prétendre à rien
Que de me suivre où que j'aille
Avec mes peurs et mes failles
Quand je n'sais plus mon chemin

Il est celui que je voulais
Et dont je suivrai la trace
Il sait que ses bras me suffisent
Pour savoir où est ma place

Et trouver l'équilibre
Etre sereine quand il est là
A quoi sert d'être libre
Si ce n'est vivre que pour soi
A quoi sert d'être libre
Si ce n'est vivre que pour soi

Il est la force, il est le calme
Il est celui que j'attendais
Il est la main, il est l'épaule
Il est celui que je voulais
Que je voulais

Il est celui que je voulais
Comme tout au bout d'un long voyage
Après avoir tout traversé
Une île où l'on fait naufrage

Enfin se laisser aimer
Et faire un peu route ensemble
Sans qu'il demande en échange
Que je sois celle qu'il voulait

D'être la force, d'être le calme
ou d'être celle qu'il attendait
Il est la main, il est l'épaule
Il est celui que je voulais
Que je voulais
Que je voulais

Il est la force, il est le calme
Il est celui que j'attendais

Il est l'amour, il est la trace
Il est celui que je suivrai
Que je suivrai

Pas trouvé de vidéo, si ce n'est une présentation :

http://video.google.fr/videoplay?docid=4524851953120591113&q=dix+commandements&total=110&start=40&num=20&so=0&type=search&plindex=9

Anti, équilibre retrouvé.

Tant d'amour, tant d'amour... Magie pure...

Anna, à bras qu'a des bras

Le premier tube planétaire de l'histoire du rock

Nights in white satin - Moody Blues

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I cant say anymore.

Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,

And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I cant say anymore.

Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.

Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.


Anna, cause I love you

Ile de Wight 1970... Mmmm...

http://video.google.fr/videoplay?docid=-693979711979249740&q=Moody+Blues+satin&total=195&start=0&num=20&so=0&type=search&plindex=13


Anti, rivage.

un p'tit blues ça fait jamais de mal...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZiOuHnbd8xc

Je viens de lire un article sympa sur un chanteur que je ne connaissais pas, très sympa : Devendra Banhart, sorte de jeune génie made in US.

http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devendra_Banhart

http://video.google.fr/videoplay?docid=-4950906093174496953&q=devendra+benhart&total=554&start=0&num=20&so=0&type=search&plindex=0

Extrait de l'album Cripple Crow ::



I feel just like a child

Well feel just like a child
Yeah I feel just like a child
Well I feel just like a child
Well I feel just like a child
From my womb to my tomb
I guess I’ll always be a child
Well Some people try and treat me like a man
Yeah some people try and treat me like a man
Well I guess they just don’t understand
Yeah some people try and treat me like a man
They think I know shit
But that’s just it
I’m a child
Well I need you to tell me what to wear
Yeah I need you to help and comb my hair
Yeah I need you to come and tie my shoes
Yeah I need you to come and keep me amused
From my cave to my grave
I guess I’ll always be a child
Well, I need you to help me reach the door
And I need you to walk me to the store
And I need you to please explain the war
And I need you to heal me when I’m sore
You can tell by my smile
That I’m a child
And I need you to sit me on your lap
And I need you to make me take my nap
Could you first pull out a book and
Read me some of that
Cause I need you to make me take my nap
And I need you to recognize my friends
Cause they’re there even though
You don’t see them
They got their own chair, plate, and a seat
You know I won’t touch my food
Unless they eat
From the roof to the floor
I crawl around some more
I’m a child
And I need you to help me blow my nose
And I need you to help me count my toes
And I need you to help me put on my clothes
And I need you to hide it when it shows
From be my daddy’s sperm
To being packed in an urn
I’m a child
And when I steal you gotta
Slap me til I cry
Don’t you stop til the tears run dry
See I was born thinking under the sky
I didn’t belong to a couple of old wise guys
From sucking on my mama’s breast
To when they lay my soul to rest
I’m a child
Well I guess I’m always be
A little child

Anti, just like a woman

Une chanson de Ben Harper que j'aime beaucoup tout à faire (jolie erreur d'écriture, finalement, je laisse) dans l'air des discussions sur la Chine, l'Inde ou encore la Birmanie :

Ben Harper, With My Own Two Hands

http://video.google.fr/videoplay?docid=-3382640849639632349&q=ben+harper+two+hands&total=74&start=20&num=20&so=0&type=search&plindex=11

I can change the world
With my own two hands
Make a better place
With my own two hands
Make a kinder place
With my own two hands
With my own
With my own two hands
I can make peace on earth
With my own two hands
I can clean up the earth
With my own two hands
I can reach out to you
With my own two hands
With my own
With my own two hands

Im gonna make it a brighter place
Im gonna make it a safer place
Im gonna help the human race
With my own
With my own two hands

I can hold you
With my own two hands
I can comfort you
With my own two hands
But you got to use
Use your own two hands
Use your own
Use your own two hands

With our own
With our own two hands
With my own
With my own two hands

Anti, foi ou croyance ?

Il est la force, il est le calme
Il est celui que j'attendais
Il est la main, il est l'épaule
Il est celui que je voulais

Anti, ça chante pour moi, et ça ne fait que commencer...