Showing posts with label elle a de ces manieres de ne rien dire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elle a de ces manieres de ne rien dire. Show all posts
what was in it today?
elle a de ces manieres de ne rien dire,
tune for the day back with links - hurrah
what's keeping me on the straight and narrow
Well, I'm running down the road tryin' to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind, Four that wanna own me, Two that wanna stone me, One says she's a friend of mine Take It easy, take it easy Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy Lighten up while you still can don't even try to understand Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy Well, I'm a standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona and such a fine sight to see It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford slowin' down to take a look at me Come on, baby, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again so open up, I'm climbin' in, so take it easy Well I'm running down the road trying to loosen my load, got a world of trouble on my mind lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, she's so hard to find Take it easy, take it easy don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy come on baby, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me, oh oh oh Oh we got it easy We oughta take it easy versus All alone at the end of the of the evening And the bright lights have faded to blue I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have Loved me and I never knew You know I've always been a dreamer (spent my life running 'round) And it's so hard to change (can't seem to settle down)But the dreams I've seen lately Keep on turning out and burning out And turning out the same So put me on a highway And show me a sign And take it to the limit one more time You can spend all your time making money You can spend all your love making time If it all fell to pieces tomorrow Would you still be mine? And when you're looking for your freedom (nobody seems to care) And you can't find the door (can't find it anywhere) When there's nothing to believe in Still you're coming back, you're running back You're coming back for more So put me on a highway And show me a sign And take it to the limit one more time Take it to the limit Take it to the limit Take it to the limit one more time versus I like the way your sparkling earrings lay, against your skin, it's so brown and I wanna sleep with you in the desert tonight with a billion stars all around 'cause I gotta peaceful easy feeling and I know you won't let me down 'cause I'm already standing on the ground And I found out a long time ago what a woman can do to your soul Ah, but she can't take you anyway You don't already know how to go and I gotta peaceful, easy feeling and I know you won't let me down 'cause I'm already standing on the ground I get this feeling I may know you as a lover and a friend but this voice keeps whispering in my other ear, tells me I may never see you again 'cause I get a peaceful, easy feeling and I know you won't let me down 'cause I'm already standing on the ground 'cause I'm already standing... on the ground oooo, oooo THE EAGLES
what was in it today?
elle a de ces manieres de ne rien dire,
tune for the day back with links - hurrah
and my gift to you (my copy of the 7" single is
one of the items in the party bag) (amongst various other items, to be revealed later!)
Elle a de ces lumières au fond des yeux
Qui rendent aveugles ou amoureux
Elle a des gestes de parfum
Qui rendent bête ou rendent chien
Et si lointaine dans son cœur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Elle a de ces manières de ne rien dire
Qui parlent au bout des souvenirs
Cette manière de traverser
Quand elle s'en va chez le boucher
Quand elle arrive à ma hauteur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
Les mots pour elle sont sans valeur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Elle a de ces longues mains de dentellière
A damner l'âme d'un Werner
Cette silhouette vénitienne
Quand elle se penche à ses persiennes
Ce geste je le sais par cœur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
L'amour pour elle est sans valeur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
this is the version I was given
one summer when I was 17. . .
Qui rendent aveugles ou amoureux
Elle a des gestes de parfum
Qui rendent bête ou rendent chien
Et si lointaine dans son cœur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Elle a de ces manières de ne rien dire
Qui parlent au bout des souvenirs
Cette manière de traverser
Quand elle s'en va chez le boucher
Quand elle arrive à ma hauteur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
Les mots pour elle sont sans valeur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Elle a de ces longues mains de dentellière
A damner l'âme d'un Werner
Cette silhouette vénitienne
Quand elle se penche à ses persiennes
Ce geste je le sais par cœur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
L'amour pour elle est sans valeur
Pour moi c'est sûr, elle est d'ailleurs
Et moi je suis tombé en esclavage
De ce sourire, de ce visage
Et je lui dis emmène moi
Et moi je suis prêt à tous les sillages
Vers d'autres lieux, d'autres rivages
Mais elle passe et ne répond pas
this is the version I was given
one summer when I was 17. . .
.
PIERRE BACHELET
a tune for today!
I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound, I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound, I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.
.
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OK, I have a house to buy today! so just grab a Crunchie (or some salted buttered popcorn) and per-lease keep your fingers crossed for me that it all goes swimmingly. . .
.
and I'll see you back on the roof later - the birthday celebrations segueing seamlessly into a housewarming! (you didn't see that coming, did you?) (or maybe you did!!)
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