Encore 1 blog inutile...

... et oui je sais! quelle idée de consacrer 1 blog uniquement pr ses chansons préférées!! Bah, aussi con que ca puisse le paraitre... c ce que j'ai décidé de faire. En ce moment, je me fais 1 peu chier, et puis y'a aussi le fait que j'aime bien faire connaitre ma musique aux autres, meme si après ca ne leur plait pas. Bien sûr, il n'y aura pas de son... juste des paroles, mais au moins ca vs donnera 1 idée de ce dont elles parles... et c en partie de là que je tire ma philosophie.

Sur ce, et sauf si ca vs emmerde (ds ce cas plutot que de balancer stupidement d conneries, cliquez directement sur la petite croix blanche ds le petit carré rouge, en haut a droite de l'écran), lachez vos commentaires... bonne visite!!



PS : Les titres suivis de :
- ♥ chansons d'amour
- ♥♥ chansons que je connais par c½ur
- ♥♥♥ chansons d'amour + par c½ur
- ♣ chansons sur les problèmes de société, la violence/les guerres, sur la Vie/le Monde...
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# Posted on Saturday, 04 February 2006 at 10:57 PM

Edited on Tuesday, 17 July 2007 at 6:55 AM

Both Sides of the Story ♥♥ ♣ (6:39)

'Though we might hate to admit it, there are always two sides to every story...'


Find yourself in the gutter, in a lonely part of town
where death waits in the darkness with a weapon to cut some stranger down
sleeping with an empty bottle, he's a sad and an empty hearted man
all he needs is a job and a little respect, so he can get out while he can

We always need to hear both sides of the story
Both sides of the story

Neighbourhood peace is shattered, it's the middle of the night
young faces hide in the shadows, while they watch their mother and father fight
he says 'she's been unfaithful', she says her love for him has gone
and the brother shrugs to his sister and says 'looks like it's just us from now on'

We always need to hear both sides of the story
we need to hear both sides of the story

And the lights are all on, the world is watching now
people looking for truth, we must not fail them now
be sure, before we close our eyes
don't walk away from here
'til you hear both sides
no no no no

Here we are all gathered, in what seems to be the centre of the storm
neighbours once friendly now stand each side of the line that has been drawn
they've been fighting here for years, but now there's killing on the street
while small coffins are lined up sadly, now united and defeat

We always need to hear both sides of the story

And the lights are all on, the world is watching now
people looking for truth, we must not fail them now
be sure, before we close our eyes
don't walk away from here
'til you see both sides
no no no no no no

White man turns the corner, finds himself within a different world
ghetto kid grabs his shoulder, throws him up against the wall
he says 'would you respect me if I didn't have this gun?
cos without it, I don't get it, and that's why I carry one'

We always need to hear both sides of the story
Both sides of the story

Both sides of the story (x3)

Both Sides...
... ...



Both Sides, Phil Collins
©1993 WEA International Inc.
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# Posted on Saturday, 04 February 2006 at 11:12 PM

Edited on Sunday, 23 September 2007 at 5:27 PM

No Son Of Mine ♥♥ (6:35)

Well the key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find a way out

things were never easy for me
peace of mind was hard to find
and I needed a place where I could hide
somewhere I could call mine

I didn't think much about it
'til it started happening all the time
soon I was living with the fear every day
of what might happens at night

I couldn't stand to hear the crying of my mother
and I remember when, I swore that
that would be the last they'd see of me
and I never went home again

They say the time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say

He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said :

You're no son, you're no son of mine
you're no son, you're no son of mine
you walked out, you left us behind
you're no son, you're no son of mine

oh his words, how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time it went by, I'll live to regret it

You're no son, you're no son of mine
but where should I go?
and what should I do?
You're no son, you're no son of mine
but I came here for help
oh I came here for you

Well the years they passed slowly
I thought about him everyday
what would I do if we passed on the street?
would I keep running away?

in and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
and that would mean going back

They say the time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say

He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said :

You're no son, you're no son of mine
you're no son, you're no son of mine
well you walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, you're no son of mine

oh his words, how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time it went by, I'll live to regret it

You're no son, you're no son of mine
but where should I go?
and what should I go?
You're no son, you're no son mine
but I came here for help
oh I came here for you

You're no son, you're no son of mine... oooh!
You're no son of mine
oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
You're no son, you're no son of mine
(o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh)
You're no son (o-oh) of mine (o-oh)
No son of mine (o-oh)
You're no son (o-oh), you're no son of mine (o-oh)
(o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh)
No you're no son of mine
(o-oh o-oh o-oh)



We Can't Dance, Genesis
©1991 Virgin Records Ltd.
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# Posted on Saturday, 04 February 2006 at 11:52 PM

Edited on Sunday, 23 September 2007 at 5:35 PM

Mutter ♥♥ (4:28)

Die Tränen greiser Kinderschar
ich zieh sie auf ein weisses Haar
werf in die Luft die Nasse kette
und wünsch mir dass ich eine Mutter hätte

Keine Sonne dir mir scheint
keine Brust hat Milch geweint
in meine Kehle steckt ein Schlauch
hab keinen Nabel auf dem Bauch

[chorus x2]
Mutter
Mutter

Ich durfte keine Nippel Lecken
und keine Falte zum verstecken
Niemand gab mir einen Namen
gezeugt in hast und ohne Samen

Der Mutter die mich nie geboren
hab ich heute Nacht geschworen
ich werd ihr eine Krankheit schenken
und sie Danach im Fluss versenken

[chorus x4]
Mutter
Mutter

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal
auf meiner Stern ein Muttermal
Entferne es mit messers Kuss
auch wenn ich daran sterben muss

Mutter
Mutter
Mutter
Mutter!!

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal
auf meine Stern ein Muttermal
Entferne es mit messers Kuss
auch wenn ich verbluten muss


Mutter... oh gib mir Kraft

Mutter, Mutter... oh gib mir Kraft (x3)

Mutter, Rammstein
©2001 Motor Music Hamburg
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# Posted on Sunday, 05 February 2006 at 12:10 AM

Edited on Wednesday, 09 January 2008 at 10:07 AM

How You Remind Me ♥♥♥ ( 3:43)

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling

This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

It's not like you, to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head scream 'are we havin fun yet?'

Yet - Yet - Yet - No no - Yet - Yet - Yet - No no - Yet - Yet - No no ..

It's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
cos living with me must have damn near killed you

And this is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

It's not like you, to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head scream 'are we havin fun yet?'

Yet - Yet - Yet - No no - Yet - Yet - Yet - No no - Yet - Yet - No no ..
... ...

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut is as a poor man stealing

And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

It's not like you, to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head scream 'are we havin fun yet?'

Yet - Yet... are we havin fun yet?... Yet - Yet... are we havin fun yet? ...
... ...
No no...


Silver Side Up, Nickelback
©2001 The All Black B.V.
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# Posted on Sunday, 05 February 2006 at 12:21 AM

Edited on Wednesday, 09 January 2008 at 10:08 AM