Paroles

La chanson que j'ai le plus écouté (et que j'écoute toujours le plus ) et la musique qui m'a donné l'envie de gratter :

Nom : Holiday
Groupe : Green Day
Compositeur : Billie Joe Armstrong
Album : American Idiot (2004)

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armaggedon flame (hey!)
A shame, the ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

Refrain :
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
An other protestor has crossed the line (hey!)
To find the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen (Alen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

Refrain - Bridge - Solo

Slam :
"The representative from California has the floor
Zieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang does the broken glass and
Kill all the flags that don't agree
Trials by fire, settinf fire
It's not a way that meant for me
Just cause, just cause because we're outlaws yeah !!!

Refrain x2
This is our lives on holiday

Traduction au mot à mot (assez comique d'ailleurs)

Ecoute le son de la pluit qui tombe
Descendant comme une flamme de l'Armaggedon (hey!)
Une honte, ceux qui sont morts sans un nom

Ecoute les chiens hurler hors de clé
A un hymne appelé "Foi et Misère" (hey!)
Et saignée, la compagnie a perdu la guerre aujourd'hui

Refrain :
Je demande à rêver et à être d'un autre point de vue envers les mensonges creux
Ceci est l'avènement du reste de nos vies
En vacances

Ecoute le tambour résonner hors du temps
Un autre protestant a traversé la ligne (hey!)
Pour trouver que l'argent est de l'autre côté

Puis-je avoir un autre Amen ? (Amen!)
Il y a un drapeau enroulé autour du score des hommes (hey!)
Un gag, un sac en plastique sur un monument

Refrain - Bridge - Solo

Slam :
"Le représentant de la Californie a la parole"
Zieg Heil au président Gazier
Les bombes au loin sont votre punition
Pulvérisez les tours Eiffel
Qui critiquent votre gouvernement
Bang bang fait le verre cassé et
Tuez tous les drapeaux qui ne sont pas d'accords
Il combat par le feu, en mettant le feu
Ce n'est pas une voie que ça signifiait pour moi
Juste cause, juste cause car nous sommes des hors-la-loi ouais !!!

Refrain x2
Ceci est nos vies en vacances !

Je sais ça veut rien dire mais la musique pète !!!

Le 14/06/2007, Skarr avait écrit ...

Le 09/06/2007, Manouel avait écrit ...

Mad Caddies - Last Breath

Still awake on a winters day
skies are gray and it's cold
Smoke signals from my last cigarette
Lets me know that it's finally getting old
Everybody hates me for the night before
The man you saw wasn't me
And now there's blood upon the bathroom floor
I've got a disease

Wait a while all I need is a friend
Come on stay a while won't you please understand

I'm fucked up with nothing ahead by the end
I know that I'll never get sober
And I'm fed up with this miserable life after death
I know that I've taken my last breath

Memories of how it used to be
Painted thick on my walls
Cold illusions pumping through my veins
Felt them there but I didn't hear them call
Washed away all my darkest fears
Shoved them down to my soul
I keep them aged like a vintage wine
I'm sure they'll come out when they're ready to go

Je l'adoooooore celle-ci !

Moi aussiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

Mad Caddies, stro bon..

Sinon, great thanks Boris:

Portishead - Roads

Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never find our way,
Regardless of what they say,
How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel this wrong.

Stone in the morning light
I feel no more,
Can I say,
From self to myself,
I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
Surely that ain't right

Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never find our way,
Regardless of what they say,
How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel this wrong.

How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel this wrong.

Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never find our way,
Regardless of what they say,
How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel this wrong.

[ Dernière modification par Manouel le 14 jun 2007 à 21h23 ]

LES PETITS CHEFS

Refrain
On baiss’ra pas not pantalon devant les petits chefs
On baiss’ra pas not pantalon ha sacré nom de nom
On baiss’ra pas not pantalon devant les petits chefs
On baiss’ra pas not pantalon devant une bande de cons

Dans n’importe quel bureau
Sul’ chantier à l’usine
Faut toujours des blaireaux
Pour faire chier l’populo
Les patrons c’est des malins
Z’ont trouvé la combine
Pour pas s’ salir les mains
Y zont des collabos
Ya toujours des branleurs
Prêts à lécher les bottes
Y deviennent petits chefs
Y zont de l’ambition
C’est toujours les premiers
Pour baisser leur culotte
Pour faire des coups en douce
C’est les rois des faux j’tons

Refrain


Ils s’mettent au garde à vous
Comme des vrais militaires
Prêts à exécuter
Les ordres de leur patrons
Ils se disent courageux
Mais n’sont pas téméraires
Et retournent leur veste
A la première occasion

Quand il est au boulot
Y s’prend pour un cador
C’est monsieur je sais tout
Il a peur de personne
Le soir à la maison
Changement de décors
Devient un vrai toutou
Et rampe devant bobonne

En vrai les petits chefs,
C’est tous des pétochards
Ils serrent tellement les fesses
Devant la direction
Que tu pourrais même pas
Mettre un suppositoire
Quand on est trouducul,
On le reste pour de bon

C’est jamais de leur faute
Sont jamais responsables
Eux font que leur travail
C’est la faute aux patrons
Pour nous un collabo
C’est jamais fréquentable
Quand on est à coté
Ca nous donne des boutons

Refrain


Refrain


Ils s’mettent au garde à vous
Comme des vrais militaires
Prêts à exécuter
Les ordres de leur patrons
Ils se disent courageux
Mais n’sont pas téméraires
Et retournent leur veste
A la première occasion

Quand il est au boulot
Y s’prend pour un cador
C’est monsieur je sais tout
Il a peur de personne
Le soir à la maison
Changement de décors
Devient un vrai toutou
Et rampe devant bobonne

En vrai les petits chefs,
C’est tous des pétochards
Ils serrent tellement les fesses
Devant la direction
Que tu pourrais même pas
Mettre un suppositoire
Quand on est trouducul,
On le reste pour de bon

C’est jamais de leur faute
Sont jamais responsables
Eux font que leur travail
C’est la faute aux patrons
Pour nous un collabo
C’est jamais fréquentable
Quand on est à coté
Ca nous donne des boutons

Refrain

les glochos groupe de chez moi jaime bien

[ Dernière modification par neithan56 le 14 jun 2007 à 19h37 ]

La chanson que j'ai le plus écouté (et que j'écoute toujours le plus ) et la musique qui m'a donné l'envie de gratter :

Nom : Holiday
Groupe : Green Day
Compositeur : Billie Joe Armstrong
Album : American Idiot (2004)


Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armaggedon flame (hey!)
A shame, the ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

Refrain :
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
An other protestor has crossed the line (hey!)
To find the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen (Alen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

Refrain - Bridge - Solo

Slam :
"The representative from California has the floor
Zieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang does the broken glass and
Kill all the flags that don't agree
Trials by fire, settinf fire
It's not a way that meant for me
Just cause, just cause because we're outlaws yeah !!!

Refrain x2
This is our lives on holiday



Traduction au mot à mot (assez comique d'ailleurs)


Ecoute le son de la pluit qui tombe
Descendant comme une flamme de l'Armaggedon (hey!)
Une honte, ceux qui sont morts sans un nom

Ecoute les chiens hurler hors de clé
A un hymne appelé "Foi et Misère" (hey!)
Et saignée, la compagnie a perdu la guerre aujourd'hui

Refrain :
Je demande à rêver et à être d'un autre point de vue envers les mensonges creux
Ceci est l'avènement du reste de nos vies
En vacances

Ecoute le tambour résonner hors du temps
Un autre protestant a traversé la ligne (hey!)
Pour trouver que l'argent est de l'autre côté

Puis-je avoir un autre Amen ? (Amen!)
Il y a un drapeau enroulé autour du score des hommes (hey!)
Un gag, un sac en plastique sur un monument

Refrain - Bridge - Solo

Slam :
"Le représentant de la Californie a la parole"
Zieg Heil au président Gazier
Les bombes au loin sont votre punition
Pulvérisez les tours Eiffel
Qui critiquent votre gouvernement
Bang bang fait le verre cassé et
Tuez tous les drapeaux qui ne sont pas d'accords
Il combat par le feu, en mettant le feu
Ce n'est pas une voie que ça signifiait pour moi
Juste cause, juste cause car nous sommes des hors-la-loi ouais !!!

Refrain x2
Ceci est nos vies en vacances !



Je sais ça veut rien dire mais la musique pète !!!

"rest" en anglais c'est repos pas reste...

Puis les paroles de cette chanson superbement censurée par NRJ quand elle passer 15 fois par heures n'ont pas aucun sens elle sont terriblement et ORGINALEMENT anti-Bush comme tout les groupe de rock aux States en ce moment

Je sais bien que Green Day est profondément anti-américain et je sais aussi qu'Holiday est sûrement leur chanson qui l'est le plus, mais j'arrive toujours pas à en saisir le sens...

Radiohead, Creep

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here ?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here ?
I don't belong here

She's running out again
She's running out
She's run, run, run, running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special...

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here ?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here.

Boris, je crois que je vais arréter de me passer celle-là parce que j'ai chialé à le dernière écoute.

[ Dernière modification par Borislehachoire le 18 jun 2007 à 11h49 ]

Mad Caddies :
i'm so alone
i don't have no home
so when you gonna bring your sweet love
on home to me

red mary come from the ground
she take away everything
she make everybody feel high
she let me down

i said hoooooooooo nanana etc.

well you can live your life inside of the bong
where you feel that nothing's wrong
and tell the ones you love they should stop giving
maybe your life ain't worth living
so you got a lot of problems to work out, man
let me tell you, i've read this book before
and in the end the good guys die

[chorus]
so get up, get up
get out of your chair
hold your head up high
and cut your hair
i know what your thinking but you just have to do it
whatever makes you happy, get right to it

so you think you've really got it made
don't you understand that there is much more at stake
how long do you think you can live like this?

well there is only one thing left to do
step back, reflect and think things through
compare yourself to me, i'm just like you

[chorus]
so get up, get up
get out of your chair
hold your head up high
and cut your hair
i know what your thinking but you just got to do it
whatever fits your fancy, get right to it

days come in on me
like monsters of my drug abuse
and all I wanna do is hit the bong

well i'm walking down the streets of life
i don't know where to go
which way do i turn i don't really know
mass confusion fills my mind I can't put things to words
misery fills my heart and everything hurts

days come in on me
like monsters of my drug abuse
and all i wanna do is have
some fun

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[ Dernière modification par Skarr le 21 jun 2007 à 10h43 ]

Boris, je crois que je vais arréter de me passer celle-là parce que j'ai chialé à le dernière écoute.

grave moi aussi trop beau

Dimmu Borgir - Burn in Hell
Welcome to the abandoned land
Come on in, child; take my hand
Here there's no work or play
Only one bill to pay
There's just five words to say
As you go down, down, down

You're gonna burn in hell
Oh, burn in hell

You can't believe all the things i've done wrong in my life
Without even trying i've lived on the edge of a knife
Well, i've played with fire, but i don't want to get myself burned
To thine own self be true, so i think that it's time for a turn
Before i burn in hell
Oh, burn in hell
Take a good look in your heart; tell me what do you see?
It's black and it's dark, now is that how you want it to be?
It's up to you; what you do will decide your own fate
Make your choice now for tomorrow may be far too late

Hear no evil, don't you
See no evil, don't you
Lay no evil down on me
You're gonna burn in hell
Speak no evil, don't you
Think no evil, don't you
Play with evil, 'cause i'm free

A noter que "Burn in hell" c'est une reprise d'Alice Cooper. Rien de très bandant d'ailleurs, si ce n'est les parties de chant clair de Vortex qui se lâche plus que dans Arcturus (lapin compris mais bon).

The Doors - Love her madly

Don't you love her madly
Don't you need her badly
Don't you love her ways
Tell me what you say

Don't you love her madly
Wanna be her daddy
Don't you love her face
Don't you love her as
She's walkin' out the door
Like she did one thousand times before

All your love
All your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem
To be on the mark

Dimmu Borgir — The Serpentine Offering

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Evoked and entertained through centuries
Wrathful and sullen -- Dormant still

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice.

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Reconcile not with the fear of the snake
But embrace it as your own
Inject its venom into your veins
And replant the seed that gives growth
Still shrouded in mystery
Until you arise above perception
A veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout generations

(A veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout multiple generations
Let me be the one that deliver you from the deceit
And back into perfect accordance with the laws of nature)

The snake is notoriously tempting
But the snake is fair
What is worse than not knowing?
To live or disappear?

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice

Burzum => Det Som En Gang Var

Imellom buskene vi stirret på de
som minnet om andre tider
og fortalte at håpet var borte
for alltid...

Vi hørte alvesang og vann som
sildret

Det som en gang var er nu borte
alt blodet...
all lengsel og sorg som hersket
og de følelser som kunne røres
er vekk...
for alltid...

Vi døde ikke...
vi har aldri levd

Je ne m'en lasserais jamais tellement elle est belle

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Le 20/06/2007, chaudakh avait écrit ...

Dimmu Borgir — The Serpentine Offering

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Evoked and entertained through centuries
Wrathful and sullen -- Dormant still

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice.

My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair
My descent is the story of everyman
I am hatred, darkness and despair

Reconcile not with the fear of the snake
But embrace it as your own
Inject its venom into your veins
And replant the seed that gives growth
Still shrouded in mystery
Until you arise above perception
A veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout generations

(A veil of ignorance is in motion
Continuing throughout multiple generations
Let me be the one that deliver you from the deceit
And back into perfect accordance with the laws of nature)

The snake is notoriously tempting
But the snake is fair
What is worse than not knowing?
To live or disappear?

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last
Hear my offering
Ye bastard sons and daughters
Share my sacrifice
Share my sacrifice

oWi

Cake - I will survive

At first I was afraid
I was petrified
I kept thinking
I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you'd done me wrong
And I grew strong
I learned how to get along
So now you're back
From outer space
I just walked in to find you here
Without the look upon your face
I should have changed my f-ing lock
I would have made you leave your key
If I'd have known for just one second
You'd be back to bother me

Oh now go,
Walk out the door
Just turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire
Did you think I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
I will survive
I will survive
Yeah, yeah

It took all the strength I had
Just not to fall apart
I'm trying hard to mend the pieces
Of my broken heart
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
But now I hold my head up high
And you see me
With somebody new
I'm not that stupid little person still in love with you
And so you thought you'd just drop by
And you expect me to be free
But now I'm saving all my loving
For someone who's loving me

Oh now go,
Walk out the door
Just turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire
Did you think I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive
I've got all my live to live
I've got all my love to give
I will survive
I will survive
Yeah, yeah

Avec une basse from outer space

Here comes the Money


Here Comes The Money
Here We Go
Money Talks
Here Comes The Money

Chorus
Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money

Dolla,Dolla Dolla,Dolla


Ching Ching Bling Bling Cut The Chatter
If You Ain't Talking Money Then Your Talking Don't Matter
Ching Ching Bling Bling
Patting Pockets
We Take The Dolla Dolla Can't A Damn Stop It
Shock It
Here Comes The New Kid On The Block
Hold all ya bets, here's where the buck stops

See First of all I'm steppin' out on my own
'Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne
Success in my blood, call it home grown
Pores reakin' testosterone
Power and money's got my crazy cocky
No longer need you papi
I Know You're Mad Because You Can't Stop Me
And if you wonder how this playa done scopped ya honey
I think she smelled my cologne, it's called brand new money
Making a move ain't a damn thing funny
Went from pimpin' hood rats to Playboy bunnies
They See The....

(Chorus)

I'm A Global Dolla Dolla A Roll Without Fitting
I Like To Go Out smelling Fresh And Looking Spiffy
I Dont't Like Clean Money I Want My Wrist To Be Filthy
Pops, With Every Time It's Fun i Can't Touch Until I'm Sixy

So what am I supposed to do, rollin' through
And Their Patting The Pockets Until I'm Stuck Holding You
Ching Ching Bling Bling Cashing Cash Lumps
In A Four Whell Getting A Jacket I'm Selling 'Em Out My Trunk

Whatever Whenever It Takes A Shake Down a Dolla Dolla
And Throw It In MY Direction Holla Holla
All Want To Know Where They Go When They're Winning
I Make The Marshel Money Smelling Juat Like A Mint

( Chorus)

If You Can't See The Money Get Your Eyes Cleaned With Visine
I Need Fine Things I Shop At Seven Digits At A Time See
Cheering Chilling The Best Never Worst
We Never Got The Pebbles We Got The Rocks First

Make Bank Volts Locking Ching Ching
We Mocking We Rocking
My Families Christmas Stockings Are Shocking
Find Women Any Weather Naughty Dinners Whatever
Sun, I Get Better

I'm One Smart Cookie That Bets And Smacks Rookies
My Stocks Are On Top
Your Checks Bounce While Mine Boogy
Wrists I Must Rock It Chicks Stop And I Knock It
Cash It Looks Like I Got A Gang Of Fists In My Pocket
(Chorus)



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