(Christophe Bastien/DSLZ) Tout en volutes, en ellipses de soie, S'evaporent mes humeurs, Le sommeil a sonne et m'assomme de son toit Ou les heures, les
Traduction: Debout sur le zinc. Marée Noire.
(Christophe Bastien/DSLZ) Tout en volutes, en ellipses de soie, S'evaporent mes humeurs, Le sommeil a sonne et m'assomme de son toit Ou les heures,
Look out I pet the cat along the whiskers And I always go along the grain You'll never see me in the deep end If I ain't got nothing to gain Don't serve
I was headed north on highway five on a star-lit Sunday night When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control As I watched in my headlights, he swerved
Brodelnd saugend nA¤hert sie sich Gurgelnd murmelnd begrA?A?t sie dich Vom Dunkel Dunkelheit dich umgibt Die Fessel umkreiselt vom schwarzen Nass PlA
There is a lady that I know She sounds like sunlight on the snow And she used to set me on her knee Sayin? she loved only me Oooh hooo (Oooh hooo)
I wrote a goodbye note In lipstick on your arm When you passed out I couldn't bring myself to call Except to call it quits Best friends Ex-friends till
(Martin Roby/Martin Roby) Laissez-moi mon vrai visage Ne m'cachez plus derriere vos mirages Je veux etre different Crier l'audace que j'ai en dedans Faire
(Martin Roby/Martin Roby) Laissez-moi mon vrai visage Ne m'cachez plus derrire vos mirages Je veux tre diffrent Crier l'audace que j'ai en dedans Faire
Mother Of Cripples A restless shadow Of a fiddler's elbow Plays a tune to Staggering feet The burden of his songs The looking glass scorns At this disfigured
Ay en la arena dolor (x8) Triste cancionero cargadito de penas Como el canto una muerte salpico Cacho de penuras hoy, vienen flotando Triste marabunta
[Music & Lyrics: Axel Rudi Pell] Where are we going To whom are we running too We search for the answers on and on The die is cast, we have challenged
Please don't lie, don't lie to me that you're not afraid, my love. I know you well enough to know you can't be alone. If you were to roll, to roll down
Innocence is lost and always with a grin thinking that im through accomplishing the sin ill show you this place you never been sits inside of me no bigger
[bonus track] A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow plays a tune to staggering feet the burden of his songs the looking glass scorns at this disfigured
Traduction: L'ASP Papillon noir. La chasse aux fantômes (déchirure dans l'océan).