1. |
La Ville
02:48
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Passant les sapins
Caché dans la main
Ou va le ciel silencieux
L'odeur des voies bitumes
Les bisous d'adieu
L'escortent toujours
Et font la mémoire courte
Un salut muet qui flotte
À travers l'anémie des gens
Se tresse dans l'ariette
Ils attendent le train
Dans la ville éteinte
Dans les ombres dans les cheveux
Ce n'est pas l'inspiration
Je ne suis pas un songe-creux
Le temps est bien celé
Les nuages par moi appelés
Il y a du calme dans les rues
Ainsi soit-il!
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2. |
Changing
04:03
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Rage is what you feel, but it won’t do, dear,
to make me swallow the tears that you caused
because, strange is how I feel when you try to kill
the last bits of me,
well, I don’t think I will change for you,
no, I won’t.
I don’t think I’ll let you make me your doll
that crawls for you when you fall.
Mine is the shade that you’re trying to be
and your is the stage where I’ll never be seen.
We’ve got to find another place where I won’t be chased
by your continuous cage.
No, I don’t think I’ll change for you,
no, I won’t.
I don’t think I’ll let you make me your doll
that crawls for you when you fall.
I won’t change for you,
would you change for me, girl?
It’s all in your memories.
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3. |
Extemporary Ending
04:21
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Hey, let’s end this meaningless trip
the ice we’re walking on
is melting and melting and melting.
The night buses ain’t gonna wait.
Don’t show me that warmth of my eyes
sends shivers down your spine.
What have I found out,
it’s cold and I’m shaking.
I see now how easily can a naked man fall in love.
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4. |
Duet
03:32
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If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
A bunch of elephants and lots of empty space
and definitely a glass of lemonade.
If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
If I take one step to the north and you one to the south – who stands between us?
If I take one step to the north and you one to the south – what’s between us?
Tears and fears of modern men –
almost nothing, says Gagarin’s fen
If I take one step to the north and you one to the south – who stands between us?
I’ve been dreaming of us standing on the poles
the world disappeared and my feet suddenly touched yours
we were the perfect peg top swinging around
we were the sound of big bang, astra lux
I’ve been dreaming of us standing on the poles
If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
A bunch of elephants and lots of empty space
and definitely a glass of lemonade.
If I’m in the north and you in the south – what’s between us?
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5. |
Keep On
04:10
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I'll take you out it's a fair or exhibition
Bring your best behavior and munitions
Flirt and charm the public's hungry
But don't let them grab your neck
They came to watch
Now they want to eat you
I'll just keep on using you that's the only thing I can do
You're my sweet inspiration - eternal while it lasts
So shake your tail, jump and bark all over the place
But I'll just keep on... using you
One more bow and you'll get your master's kiss
The stage is covered in sweat, but don't choke on the flowers you'll get
Dream and wish, while you're on my leash
But don't ever want to quit
I'll just keep on using you that's the only thing I can do
You're my sweet inspiration - eternal while it lasts
So shake your tail, jump and bark all over the place
But I'll just keep on... using you
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6. |
Prenzlauer Allee
03:56
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The days are preposterous
My longing is absurd
My arms have lengthened
Reaching the nod
The meaning of all this grief - congee to my precious shoes
My heart sank into those heals
And as they died in a ditch, so did my weal
I'll drink salty water
Damn and bemoan the day I left my shoes to die on Prenzlauer Allee
I walked away
Incite to sorrow
After my shoes, my feet, my toes, my rotten trick
The meaning of this decree - farewell to my precious shoes
I'll kick up my heels
My shoes died in a ditch and so did my weal
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7. |
September
04:48
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ko greš sam septembra na sprehod in te spremljajo sence izgubljenih ljudi
ko je park le sestanek z drevesi, ki te vodijo v vrsti mimo rožnih poti
če jesen lahko potrga jim liste in ti pokrade spomine na prebedele noči
september je za te stvari
september je, da ti vzame vse, česar zdaj več ni
ko parfum, ki ga srečaš na poti, se zate ne zmeni, čeprav te pozna
če poljub, ki nič ne pomeni, ti vzame besede za dan ali dva
september je za te stvari
september je, da ti vzame vse, kar te boli
če lase ti topel veter počeše in ti odnese z obraza sledove tujih dlani
če na klop se vsede ptica pozabe in ti noče zapeti o večnosti
Pa pa pa pa..
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8. |
Murky Twist
05:48
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I lost my shadow in a desert hurricane
running to a peak on which I never came,
it disappeared behind my back
leaving me naked and deaf.
In all the sand which stuffed my ears
I couldn’t hear the noise it made
being ripped of my feet
and flown away.
Sixteen years passed,
behind seven hills and no lakes
I’m still searching for the darker me
I’m twice as old – I shouldn’t be.
If I found it now,
it wouldn’t help me anymore,
hunting made me turn in to a crawler.
Chanting vacant melodies
won’t bring me back my loss and sanity.
Shadow’s gone and I’m stuck with ugly frippery,
there’s a giant elephant
walking over my heart.
I found my skin in a desert hurricane
and I lost it when I came too near.
I’m still not sure,
was it pride or was it fear.
If I grabbed it then it wouldn’t bring my glory back,
hoping made me inherently blunt.
Pleasing lies and wishful words
define my mind as I try to get it back
dancing to forgotten tunes
and whispering old bookish spells
drawing sketches in the sand
just to ease my impish game;
jealous public’s keeping me lorn
I’m playing a game that I’ve already lost
so I’ll let my shadow go
and save me from all future tosh.
Combining puzzles that fell of off me
is what I’ve been sentenced to do,
since I lost my shadow and my ears.
If I stuck it back it wouldn’t help me anymore
dying’s making me hopelessly bored.
Chanting vacant melodies
won’t bring me back my loss and sanity.
Dancing to forgotten tunes
and whispering spells
drawing sketches in the sand
just to ease my impish game;
jealous public’s keeping me lorn
I’m playing a game that I’ve already lost
so I’ll let my shadow go
and save me from all future tosh.
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9. |
Material Talk
03:38
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We are coming down to have some material talk
We're unwanted at this party that's why we've moved here
Chill out, have a tonic with the heroes of the past
We're in the mood for material talk
So what can you do for us
In the mood for material talk
You've seen my picture in the papers so what can we get from you
We are driving down to get some tonic in the bar
At first it feels lik hunger then like the Czech Absynth
This music's like synthetic substitute for something else
For material talk
What can you do for us
We are in the mood for material words
We're playing ping-pong while we're smiling
We're the pianists of the future times
We're in the mood for material talk and we're coming down
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10. |
Magnolia
05:31
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Are you crying?
Why you’re crying so loudly?
Thinking of the past?
Are you talking?
Who you’re talking to so late at night?
Nobody wonders,
nobody asks,
no one in town who would light a match
for you.
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