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Give us gardens

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CHORUS
 
Give us gardens, give us gardens
Gardens to do mischief in
From where we'd come back with flowers in our hands
Even though we've torn our shirts
Gardens from which we'd be so happy
To come back with bleeding knees
 
It's not that we're bored
Outside of the appartment buildings
But doing somersaults
On concrete isn't easy
And to find some grass
It's pretty difficult
As a green lizard once said
One who was not color blind
If we break the windows
When we play soccer
If we get on your nerves
As soon as we're back from school
It's because we don't have enough space
Not enough birds and leaves
The Caisse d'Epargne1 is the only place
Where we can find squirrels
 
CHORUS
 
Give us gardens, give us gardens
Gardens to do mischief in
From where we'd come back with flowers in our hands
Even though we've torn our shirts
Gardens with wild smells
It's as good as the smell of carbon dioxide
 
I often dream
Of beasts and meadows
Looking for a truce
With this slightly gray universe
I pretend I'm a bee
The flight of the bumblebee
If the queen marvels at my sight
My afternoon snack will be good
The field mice frolic
The owl is selling lice
A pretty caterpillar
Is cooking some cabbage soup
And a poor centipede2
Sees itself already bankrupt
By five hundred pairs of shoes
That need to be repaired
 
CHORUS
 
Give us gardens, give us gardens
Gardens to do mischief in
From where we'd come back with flowers in our hands
Even though we've torn our shirts
Gardens from which we'd be so happy
To come back with bleeding knees
 
To tell the hedgehog
That it should get a shave
To the old weeping willow
Not to be too demoralized
And to the praying mantis
Not to eat her man
That even the ladies of the MLF3
Wouldn't think that's polite
What a wonderful life
Far from jackhammers
From the concrete merchants
Who'd be better off selling cauliflower
Let the grass grow
The trees and the flowers
Even the donkeys4 need it
As much as the developers
 
CHORUS
 
Give us gardens, give us gardens
Gardens to do mischief in
From where we'd come back with flowers in our hands
Even though we've torn our shirts
Gardens full of funny animals
That would change us a little from our parents
 
  • 1. French bank using a squirrel as its logo.
  • 2. The French word for 'centipede' is 'mille-pattes', literally 'one thousand legs', hence the incoming joke about shoes.
  • 3. Feminist organisation.
  • 4. Also meaning 'the idiots'.


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Let it fly





Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
 

I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
 

I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
 

I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
 

I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
 


18.03.2025

Italian Twist





(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
 

Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
 

And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
 


18.03.2025

Cherries





Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 


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Open a Path for You





Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
 

(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
 

Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
 

The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?