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Some dreams

I am in life like in my dreams
And when I die, I am (following)1 the scream
Of the people who are believing or praying me
I am like this in life
I even deny my blood
And I don’t feel who I am
There is no innocents
I’d like to say that I know my way
And that I only doubt when I have drunk
But since I am exposed
There are no people
Who I can brood on my urges with
And live without pretending to
I wander like an air flow
Behind the life, my brother
Is crying to see me being so sad
 
In my dreams
They took all, took all
World is dying but we keep smiling
It is a dream or my craziness, craziness
People dream and then forget
 
It was five o’clock and I wake up
Dripped with sweat in my bed
I haven’t sleep so bad since the night
When I dreamt about killing a man in cold blood
Bam! With a weapon that I found there, lying on the ground
My days are following and look like each others
Only by their stupidities
I don’t fan the fire
But I want someone saying me
Why is life a bitch
Why does she want us to listen to her
To push us into fall
With love on the hills
 
I took the underground and I saw fear in their eyes
They don’t flee anymore, they are all freaking out
And the cops are chasing the one we kill
They are only looking at their smartphones
 
In my dreams
They took all, took all
World is dying but we keep smiling
It is a dream or my craziness, craziness
People dream and then forget
 
I am in life like in my dreams,
Without respite, I want all artifices to die
Pacifist, but it doesn’t mean I am not upset
I’d like that flesh rebels against the ground
 
I am dreaming of Hollywood’s streets splitting in two
The stars neck and neck
The poor in-between
Nothing more on the denied hopes’ mountain
Nothing more but the pathetic lament of the well-off
I dream every night when I am in my dreams
The emaciated faces going off to the tomb
The aimless streets’ 2 obscure ghosts
The dreams on a chain of a beautiful fascist country
There is always in the eyes a little bit of hope
I want in the darkness
To believe always believe
Even dogs are tired of obeying to their owners
I will never belong to them
 
This morning, the weather is fine, and I sign with my fingers
The drying blood of yesterday will live through me
 
You, we will go dancing
As every Saturdays
I am only thinking of dreaming
That the stars are forgetting
When hearts and bodies
Are at the same BPM
I forget myself and then I will dare
Saying you
That I love you
 
In my dreams
They took all, took all
World is dying but we keep smiling
It is a dream or my craziness, craziness
People dream and then forget
 

• 1. 'je suis' means both 'i am' and 'i follow'
• 2. 'des rues sans objectif' also means 'streets without lens (of cameras pointing at people)'

Sweet life

Life is too sweet,
Or maybe I have never learnt happiness
But earlier, I saw you sleeping
I wanted to die of happiness
 
A sweet song,
That we hum without doing anything,
I will give you all
My thousand hearts and smoothly
I did all the things I had to do to be silent
It is too late
 
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
 
I have never loved someone,
Or I have never loved like that
It is a textbook case, I don’t recover,
Life is so beautiful
It’s not the done thing
 
I have never loved someone,
Or I have never loved like that
Shoulder to shoulder, someone may take all my things
It is a harping that never stop
 
As a hangover morning
All the mistakes of the day before
Seem like magical ideas
Or the worst news
I have told you, life is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I think you are really beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
An increase of decibel in my head as in broad flash
Reality is said as it is getting sincerity angry
But the sincerity is staining
And irritating people are haters
The clock got shifted
I am so bad-tempered
But it is not scary at all
I am scared of suddenly losing all
It is almost as dumb as it is crazy
 
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
 
I have never loved someone,
Or I have never loved like that
It is a textbook case, I don’t recover,
Life is so beautiful
It’s not the done thing
 
I have never loved someone,
Or I have never loved like that
Shoulder to shoulder, someone can take all my things
It is a harping that never stop
 
A bird has settled in my fingers’ cage
I let him fly and disappear from me
I wanted to kidnap you but I held back
I love freedom so much when you bring it to the clouds
If my dad could see me, he would probably laugh at me
Mistakes are always good
When they are at fingertips
Here is me and my ancestors take on an aura into the night
When you kiss me, wings are spreading at my craziness
 
I wrote love words
Since I am now chasing after you
These everyday phrases
I have never paid court to someone
But I said all this night
 
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
Oh baby it is too late
I am done
 

The song of the ball

Yesterday night I fled
In the middle of the party, you were there
With your trendy friends
And it was dark
In my eyes, it was too late
To talk to you
 
You had the eyes
That shone from the confidence of people who have
An important place
Entered the lists for the hope
Of having no more nightmare
 
I had my dress colour of spleen
And glass of gin
You didn't need something to talk to me
Or love me
 
You turned the eyes
And then you noticed me doing the best I could do
To escape from all the eyes
Soaked in vodka of the evening
Sad to cry
 
You didn't need to think that I was a little bit pretty
Sunday night
In a street at midnight
When you trembled
And then I kissed you
Without thinking
 
I had my dress colour of spleen
And glass of gin
You didn't need something to talk to me
Or love me
 
I had my dress colour of spleen
And glass of gin
We had all the things you need to love each other
Even in secret
 
La, la la, la la la...
 

The backwards movie

Dumb, I am so dumb, I didn't want
I had you in my head, I did whatever
Stay, I say you stay, stay with me
Mistakes can be fixed but never in the cold
Where do you run into the night ?
My love, I cry to craziness
You smoke and I follow you
My love, wait, wait for me
Give me a last chance
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
 
Dumb, it was so dumb, there isn't
Some stories that we finish and that snuggle up in our arms
Stay, please, stay
Look at me, mistakes keep repeating, but without us, you will see
Where do yo run into the night ?
My love, I would had given my live
So that one day you forget
My love, wait, wait for me
Only future can tell us
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
 
Sundays evenings under the rain,
Fake addresses, real problems
Route One, L.A., United States
Two or three principals, the rest forgets
All with me, that is craziness
Who save crazy people from the rest and then
We are the crazy people, let's save the life
That we keep repeating endlessly
First night, first party,
The perfume of your cigarettes,
The blue smell of endless nights,
Your dark eyes that sharpened me dry,
There are only honest revolts,
There is only bashful love
Under a super set's light
I said 'this time I am done'
 
Wait, wait,
I said 'this time I am done'
Please remember
Give me a last chance
Let's go, we are going off
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
I remake the movie backwards
(Backwards, backwards)
 
Wait, wait for me
I remake the movie backwards
 

Ocean forever

There was the ocean
and the surfers on the beach
like the breath of a teenager
swept away in a shipwreck.
 
Like the impossible journey
of a romantic explorer
set free in docile waters
with [a] longing for pacific
 
Like the eyes of the swimmers
as the sun goe away.
 
I no longer want to live in Paris
It's cold and grey here.
There hope has dried up
and we cry laughing
 
I remember your laughter
as night fell upon us.
They watched death suffer
and then flee to a remote place
 
like heroes
 
forgotten away from radars
untraceable in the cosmos
I was drowning in the lighthouses
of a daydream you don't come back from
 
I no longer want to live in Paris
It's cold and grey here.
There hope has dried up
and we cry laughing
 
Like children, like children
who don't want [him]1 to be flung
on the sidewalk
and the gestures to be the bastards2
Let's grab the cash and be out of here fast.
L'est flee those people chasing
the rosy suffering of the heart3
Let's love each other, so much the better.
Let's flle the black prose of the cities
Let's forget all this and thus
let's experience the rapture and idyll
of this who don't like laws.
 
There will always be people
to block our way,
but in the doors the wind of being wise
will resound4
 
Like a 2003 winter
Like a VHS memory
Like an awkward glance
Like beauty without the rest
 

• 1. it sounds like the childrend don't want some other individual to be flung on the sidewalk. It should be 'les' instead of 'le' to mean the children themselves don't want to be flung on the sidewalk
• 2. that makes no sense whatsoever to me
• 3. whatever that is supposed to mean
• 4. Another piece of gibberish

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