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CD 2008

1.

Stephan Eicher

Eldorado

3:10

2.

Suzanne Vega

Luka

3:52

3.

Seal 

Just Like You Said

5:00

4.

Jethro Tull

Journeyman

3:58

5.

GrzegorzMarkowski&MikaUrbaniak

Wymyslilem Ciebie

4:15

6.

The  Rolling Stones

Angie

4:32

7.

Gotthard 

Janie`s Not Alone

4:16

8.

Diam's 

Diam's T.S

4:32

9.

Markus Flückiger & Max Lässer

Äs Wälzerli für's Bärbäli

5:03

10.

Fish 

Incomplete

3:43

11.

Stephan Eicher

Dejeuner en Paix

3:56

12.

Roger Waters

Perfect Sense, Pt. 1

4:16

13.

Suzanne Vega

The queen and the soldier

4:51

14.

uman 

184 centimetres

3:49

15.

Jethro Tull

Heavy Horses

4:04

16.

Des'ree

Fire

4:40

17.

Wax Poetic

Angels

4:03

 

 

 

1. Stephan Eicher, Eldorado, 03:10

Que faut-il qu'on casse
Faut-il qu'on fasse
Quel numéro ?
Que faut-il qu'on classe
Faut-il qu'on chasse
De nos cerveaux ?
Qui prendra ta place
Prendra ma place
Qu'est-ce qu'il nous faut ?
Quelle sera la trace
De notre impasse
De nos travaux ?
Que faut-il qu'on fasse
Faut-il qu'on casse
Pour être en face
D'Eldorado ?

Que veux-tu qu'on froisse
Veux-tu qu'on glace
Qu'on jette à l'eau ?
Quelle part on efface ?
Rien ne trouve grâce
Plus rien ne vaut
Quelle terrible audace
Quelle sombre face
Et quel culot ?
Qu'est-ce qui nous dépasse
Qu'est-ce qui nous lasse
Qu'est-ce qui est beau ?
Que faut-il qu'on fasse
Faut-il qu'on casse
Pour être en face
D'Eldorado ?
 

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2. Suzanne Vega, Luka, 03:52

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes I think you've seen me before

If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud

They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore

Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask me how I am

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3. Seal,  Just Like You Said, 05:00
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm
I,
I am
So unsure
Every minute that waits
Every second that I'm away
From you
And love
Is a way that
Has no rules
Know that I'm loving you
Even if it's
A fool that waits in vain
Waits in vain
Yesterday it hit me
I felt we were slipping away
Say you if you can it's okay
Just like you said way then
Sometimes I fall
And I feel like
I don't know the way
Say if you can it's okay
Just like you said then
Just like you said
Now
Now my days become long
Okay
I know I'll never feel the same again
So please
Don't let
My lows bring you down
Always know that
I need you
Yes I do....oh
Yesterday it hit me
I felt we were slipping away
Say if you can
It's okay
Just like you said way then
Sometimes I fall and I feel like
I don't know the way
Won't you say if you can
It's okay
Just like you said then
Just like you said.... oh
Ohhhhhh .....
My my my my my again
Yesterday it hit me
I felt you were slipping
Away
Say if if you can it's okay
Just like you said way then
Sometimes I fall and I feel
I don't know the way
Won't you say if you can
it's okay
Just like you said then
Just like you said.... oh
Just like you said then
Just like you said.... oh
Just like you said way back then
Just like you said
 

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4. Jethro Tull, Journeyman, 03:58


 

Spine-tingling railway sleepers ---
Sleepy houses lying four-square and firm
Orange beams divide the darkness
Rumbling fit to turn the waking worm.
Sliding through Victorian tunnels
where green moss oozes from the pores.
Dull echoes from the wet embankments
Battlefield allotments. Fresh open sores.

In late night commuter madness
Double-locked black briefcase on the floor
like a faithful dog with master
sleeping in the draught beside the carriage door.
To each Journeyman his own home-coming
Cold supper nearing with each station stop
 

 

Frosty flakes on empty platforms
Fireside slippers waiting. Flip. Flop.

Journeyman night-tripping on the late fantasic
Too late to stop for tea at Gerard's Cross
and hear the soft shoes on the footbridge shuffle
as the wheels turn biting on the midnight frost.
On the late commuter special
Carriage lights that flicker, fade and die
Howling into hollow blackness
Dusky diesel shudders in full cry.
Down redundant morning papers
Abandon crosswords with a cough
Stationmaster in his wisdom
told the guard to turn the heating off.
 

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5. GrzegorzMarkowski&MikaUrbaniak, Wymyslilem Ciebie, 04:15
 

'Wymyslilem Ciebie'

Dzisiaj nagle wymyśliłem Ciebie
Twoje imię zadźwięczało we mnie
Choć tyle innych jest
Wciąż słyszę jego dźwięk

Do mnie mów najłagodniej,
Jak tylko Ty potrafisz
I podaj ręke spłoszoną
Szczęściem nagłym.

Dla Ciebie usta moje
I ciepło moich dłoni,
A potem przyjdą noce
Jak psy wierne pod nasz dom.

Choć tyle innych jest
Wciąż słyszę jego dźwięk

Do mnie mów najłagodniej,
Jak tylko Ty potrafisz
I podaj rękę spłoszoną
Szczęściem nagłym

Dla Ciebie usta moje
I ciepło moich dłoni,
A potem przyjdą noce
Jak psy wierne pod nasz dom.

'I invented you'

Today, you suddenly came to mind,
Your name rang inside me,
Although there are many others,
I constantly hear its sound.

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6. The  Rolling Stones, Angie, 04:32
 

Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried
Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, I still love you, baby
Evrywhere I look I see your eyes
There aint a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive?
Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried

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7. Gotthard,  Janie`s Not Alone, 04:16

Hard times, shadow of a street light , dark eyes, stealing to survive
God knows, with a pocket full of hope she goes…

Young life, closing all around her, she’ll be twelve, somewhere ‘round June
No chance, for a child growing up too soon

And she never felt love from someone, never had love before
Just another cry of desperation, that no one stands up for

Janie’s not alone
She’s not the only one, who lives a life in misery
Janie’s not alone
All she can do is run, that seems to be her destiny

No mother, no father, she calls for angels, but the angels cry
No chance, I guess that she was born to loose
yeah….

And she never felt love from someone, never had love before
Can we ever stop the tears from falling, so she won’t cry no more


Janie’s not alone
She’s not the only one, who lives a life in misery
Janie’s on her own
All she can do is run, that seems to be her destiny


And she never felt love from someone, oh never had love before
Just another cry of desperation, that no one stands up for

Janie’s not alone
She’s not the only one, who lives a life in misery
Janie’s not alone
All she can do is run, that seems to be her destiny

Janie’s not alone
But she keeps holding’ on, it’s not how it was meant to be
Janie’s on her own
All she can do is run, that seems to be her destiny
Janie’s not alone
Janie’s not alone

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8. Diam's,  Diam's T.S, 04:32
 

Aujourd'hui j'ai 15 ans,
Paraît que tout va bien dans ma vie…
En vrai je fais semblant, mais je m'accroche et je respire.
Je fais partit de ces jeunes perdus, souriant par politesse,
Entourés mais pourtant si solitaire...
15 ans de vie, 30 ans de larmes
Versées dans le noir quand le silence blessait mon âme.
Plutôt banal pour une gosse de mon âge,
Le cœur balafré de rage
J'aimerais pouvoir vivre en marge,
Cette vie de merde n'a que le goût d'un somnifère mais je me dois de les rendre fier eux qui me croient si solitaire.
Si vous saviez seule dans ma chambre comme je souffre,
J'ai le mal de l'ado en manque à bout de souffle...
Eux ils sont fort, moi je ne suis rien
Rien qu'à mon mentor, face à l'adulte je le sais bien mais raper c'est pas un jeune qui peut paraître à l'abris,
Car vos mots le pousseront à mettre un terme à sa vie…


Refrain :

Je veux…
Je veux partir pour mieux revenir
Et devenir quelqu'un, quelqu'un de bien parce que je reviens de loin…
Je veux…
Je veux partir pour mieux revenir ... et devenir quelqu'un…


Au nom des jeunes incompris qui luttent contre eux même,
au nom de ceux qui savent combien nos vies sont malsaines.
Toujours sourire et faire semblant de s'aimer,
Mais dans le fond on se déteste on aimerais pouvoir céder.
Pourquoi l'adulte ne sait pas ce que je sais,
Pourquoi me prend il pour une môme quand il croit me renseigner.
Pourquoi m'empêcher de grandir avec mon temps,
Pourquoi me faire croire que la vie n'est qu'une suite de bon temps.
Ne vois tu pas sur mon visage comme j'ai mal,
Comme je ne te crois pas quand tu me parles d'espoir.
Ne vois tu pas cette ambition qui me ronge,
cette envie de faire parti de ceux qui ont marqué le monde.
Selon vous je vois trop haut, j'ai des envies démesurées,
Arrêtez de voir trop bas, ne chercher pas à nous tuer,
Laissez moi libre sur terre et dans ma tête vous êtes fait donc ne faites pas de moi ce que vous êtes.

(Refrain)

Hôpital d'Orsay, 1995,
J'étains en train d'agoniser,
Moi je n'ai pas osé le flingue.
Tout en douceur j'ai gobé mes cachets,
En douceur je partais me cacher tout la haut...
Mélanie, petite fille fière et bonne élève
a tenté de fuir la vie à coup de somnifères sur les lèvres...
Mélanie, si forte aux yeux des gens, marquée à vie par son trop plein d'intelligence...
Les jeunes comme moi savent que nous ne sommes pas comme eux,
Peut être que l'on en sait trop,
Peut être que l'on ne vaut pas mieux,
Mais ce qui est sur c'est qu'on voudrais devenir quelqu'un, quelqu'un de bien parce que nous repartons de rien,
Et peut être qu'un jour on pourra regarder nos mères et leur dire pardon de ne pas avoir su te rendre fière.

PS : Ce que j'ai fait s'appelle une T.S.
Pour certains un S.O.S, pour d'autres une preuve de faiblesse

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9. Markus Flückiger & Max Lässer,  Äs Wälzerli für's Bärbäli,  05:03
 

Youtube link:

"Au ohni Wort eifach schön."

Aber vilich wot s'Bärbäli öppis dezue säge?

 

http://www.hujaessler.ch

http://www.maxlaesser.com/

 

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10. Fish,  Incomplete, 03:43
 

We got 140 stations on satellite beaming on down
to our home - but I`m watching you,
I`ve got half a million bills to pay, you never
hear a word I say - I dream of you,

Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh, it seems so
incomplete,
If we could only close the distance,
If we could only cross these lines,
If we could only fill the space that`s grown
between us over time,

You don`t hear me anymore, you don`t touch me
anymore, you don`t know me anymore.

There`s a wedding dress in a suitcase full of
memories in the attic - I think of you,
Where the ghosts of Summer butterflies they
gather in the dust - I long for you,

Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh it seems so
incomplete,
If we could only bring those days back when there
were never wounds to heal,
when everything was perfect and the dream we had
was real,

You don`t hear me anymore, you don`t touch me
anymore, you don`t know me anymore.

Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh it seems so
incomplete,
When there were never any questions over who or
what we were,
and the future only promised all the answers to
our prayers

You don`t hear me anymore, you don`t touch me
anymore, you don`t know me anymore
 

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11. Stephan Eicher, Dejeuner en Paix, 03:56
 

J'abandonne sur une chaise le journal du matin.
Les nouvelles sont mauvaises d'où qu'elles viennent.
J'attends qu'elle se réveille et qu'elle se lève enfin.
Je souffle sur les braises pour qu'elles prennent.

Cette fois je ne lui annoncerai pas la dernière hécatombe.
Je garderai pour moi ce que m'inspire le monde.
Elle m'a dit qu'elle voulait enfin si je le permettais, déjeuner en paix.

Je vais à la fenetre et le ciel ce matin
N'est ni rose, ni honnete pour la peine.
Est-ce que tout va si mal ? Est-ce que rien ne va bien ?
"L'homme est un animal" me dit-elle.

Et elle prend son café en riant, elle me regarde à peine.
Plus rien ne la surprend sur la nature humaine.
C'est pourquoi elle voulait enfin, si je le permets, déjeuner en paix.
Déjeuner en paix. Enfin déjeuner en paix.

--Break instrumental--

J'abandonne sur une chaise le journal du matin.
Les nouvelles sont mauvaises d'où qu'elles viennent.
"Crois-tu qu'il va neiger ?" me demande-t-elle soudain.
"Me feras-tu un bébé pour Noël ?"

Et elle prend son café en riant, elle me regarde à peine.
Plus rien ne la surprend sur la nature humaine.
C'est pourquoi elle voulait enfin, si je le permets, déjeuner en paix.
Déjeuner en paix. En paix, en paix.

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12. Roger Waters,  Perfect Sense, Pt. 1,  04:16
 

The monkey sat on a pile of stone
And stared at the broken bone in his hand
Strains of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land
And the monkey looked up at the stars
And he thought to himself
Memory is a stranger
History is for fools
And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing
Turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town
Hold on hold on soldier

When you add it all up
The tears and the marrowbone
There's an ounce of gold
And an ounce of pride in each ledger
And the Germans killed the Jews
And the Jews killed the Arabs
And the Arabs killed the hostages
And that is the news
And is it any wonder that the monkey's confused
He said Mama, the President's a fool
Why do I have to keep reading these technical manuals
And the joint chiefs of staff
And the brokers on Wall Street said
Don't make us laugh, you're a smart kid
Time is linear
Memory is a stranger
History is for fools
Man is a tool in the hands
Of the great God Almighty
And they gave him command of a nuclear submarine
And sent him back in search of the Garden of Eden

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13. Suzanne Vega,  The queen and the soldier,  04:51
 

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.

He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why."

Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down.

He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you tell me why?"

The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she closed herself up like a fan.

And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled"
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.

"Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see.

And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again.

And he said, "I want to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to love a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange."

But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.

Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on

 

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14. uman,   184 centimetres,  03:49
 

 

texte

 

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15. Jethro Tull,  Heavy Horses,  04:04
 

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Last of the line at an honest days toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.

The suffolk, the clydesdale, the percheron vie
With the shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
To bed on a warm straw coating.

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.

Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
To keep the old line going.
And well stand you abreast at the back of the woods
Behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
Youre eighteen hands at the shoulder

And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
Theyll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
And youll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
In the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living horsemans cry

At once the old hands quicken ---
Bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
Thrill to the sound of all
The heavy horses coming home.

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.

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16. Des'ree,  Fire,  04:40

You're riding in my car
I turn on the radio
I'm pulling you closer
But you keep tellin' me no
You say you don't like that
But I know that you're a liar
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

Late at night
You're taking me home
You say you wanna stay
But I want you to go
I say I don't love you
But you know I'm a liar
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

You had a hold on me right from the start
A grip so tight I couldn't tear it apart
My nerves all jumpin' actin' like a fool
Your kisses might burn
But my heart stays cool

Well Romeo and Juliet
Samson and Delilah
Baby you can bet
They were burnin' with desire
If I say split
Then I know that I'd be lying
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

When we kiss
I'm on fire
Your tenderness
Gives me desire
I can't resist
Your tender lips
When we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

When we kiss
I'm on fire
Your tenderness
Gives me desire
I can't resist
Your tender lips
When we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

 

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17. Wax Poetic,   Angels,  04:03
 

(Norah Jones)
Angels falling through my hair
I want to meet them tomorrow
Angels falling through my hair
I want to meet them tomorrow

(Wax Poetic)
Gade kijan n'ap mache
gade kijan n'ape cheche demen
Nou pa men'm gen couraj
Men l'anj-lan ap desann
Pou ba nou couraj
Pou'l ka ba nou fos
Pou nou ka travay
Lap ban nou fos
Pou nou ka rive jus kote nou prale

(Voices of Norah Jones and Wax Poetic overlapping)

Angels falling through my hair
I want to meet them tomorrow
Meet them falling through my hair
I want to meet them tomorrow

Menm si ou we ou pa we demen
Wap toujou rive byen lwen
Piga'w rete cheche
Mache, mache
Nap rive byen lwen
Paske nap we demen
Lap ba nou couraj
Pou'n ka we demen
Lap ban nou couraj
Pou nou ka cheche
Nan tout kote ke nou ale
Nape jwen tout sa'n cheche
Paske l'anj-lan...

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