December 2010
En voie de disparition,
Je suis démoli
Les cicatrices me font trembler
Une créature des ténèbres,
Je pleure pour toi,
Dans le rêve sans fin.
Je suis démoli
Les cicatrices me font trembler
Une créature des ténèbres,
Je pleure pour toi,
Dans le rêve sans fin.
La sensation
D'un nouveau coeur...
Ailes déformées me ramenent,
Quand mes yeux deviennent noirs.Me créer de nouveau
Pour que je puisse être innocentUne fois de plus.
(might've made a million mistakes... my apologies ^__^ )
A very usual Saturday I suppose. I like the cold, I do, I'd just rather have some warmer clothes or, in other words, money to buy them. Burnt my toes again so I've been bleeding a little. Got a performance tomorrow. Eeek! I'm bored, as can be observed... ^__^
Stars - Elevator Love Letter
I'm so hard for a rich girl
My heels are high, my eyes cast low
And I don't know how to love
I get so tired after midday, lately
I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in, or where would I begin?
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
I'm so hot for the rich girl
Her heels so high, and my hopes so low
'Cause I don't know how to love
I'll take her home after midnight
And if she likes, I'll tell her lies
How we'll be in love by the morning
I don't think she knows
That I'm saying good bye
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
Don't go, say you'll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, I won't take
Anything away
Don't go, say you'll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, don't take
Anything away
I'm so hard for a rich girl
My heels are high, my eyes cast low
And I don't know how to love
I get so tired after midday, lately
I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in, or where would I begin?
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
I'm so hot for the rich girl
Her heels so high, and my hopes so low
'Cause I don't know how to love
I'll take her home after midnight
And if she likes, I'll tell her lies
How we'll be in love by the morning
I don't think she knows
That I'm saying good bye
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
My office glows all night long
Its a nuclear show, and the stars are gone
Elevator, Elevator, take me home
Don't go, say you'll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, I won't take
Anything away
Don't go, say you'll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, don't take
Anything away
To the left
I take the trail,
The broken bridge
Between the ground
And the sky,
Cold waves of hunger
Rush through me as I walk
Through the still-life chamber
Of rocks and bruises
The light at the end
Is dim and red
Beckoning me
With false affection
And though small,
It haunts me,
The picture that I keep
Next to my heart.
Typing song lyrics into Google translator and checking if it got them right =) (You can only do this if you actually know more than a bit of French...)
The Fray - (Cable Car) Over My Head ^__^
(Un Télépherique) Sur Ma Tête
Je n'ai jamais su...
Je n'ai jamais su que tout allait tomber.
Que tout le monde que je connaissais était en attente sur une file d'attente, pour tourner et courir, quand tout ce qu'il fallait, c'était la vérité.
Mais c'est comme ça que ça doit être.
C'est en descendant à rien de plus que l'apathie.
Je préfère courir l'autre sens que de rester et de voir la fumée et qui est encore debout quand il disparaît.
Tout le monde sait que je suis sur ma tête, sur ma tête, avec huit secondes à faire en prolongation, elle est dans vos pensées, elle est dans vos pensées ...
Cold is the hand that stretches its fingers at me now, it is white and lucid and thin, its bones frail and sugary, they melt in the rain. I disappear into the minor shadows that dance between the walls. Back to back, face to neck, we sit at the wall, three figures entwined by a silver chain made of plastic. Maybe in the end the little figurines we call memories will look us in the face, the sugary taste of the past will hit us back with a hot flame that kills our eyes. You may have understood... Had I unlocked it earlier, the darned little animal residing within me. So right now I wait for her cries to subside, as three hands knock on the door and dogs bark at us upstairs, giving me one more night. The medication and the needles did me better than your fingers do me now as they stroke my back. My bones melt now within the rain that pours down on me indoors. I am a liquid being, the melting mixture of emotions and metal and you --- you merely give me your hand.
