La chansonnette

Garçon, la note, la note, la note,
Garçon, la note de ta chanson,
Celle qui trotte, trotte, trotte,
Dans ma tête sans raison.
Ladadidam, didoup didaaaa...

Pardon. Je me suis un peu laissée emportée, là.

Bon alors, faies connaître des chansons aux membres de scribe, les scribes !

Quand le jazz est
Quand le jazz est là
La java s'en
La java s'en va(bah ouai elle est pas folle XD)
Il y a de l'orage dans l'air
Il y a de l'eau dans le gaz
Entre le jazz et la java

L'averse

Mais que ce ciel est gris
On finira trempés
Mouillés jusqu'au cou
Il nous faudra ramer

Mais que ce ciel est gris
Et sauver notre peau
L'averse renverse, épuise
Sortir la tête de l'eau

Mais que ce ciel est gris
Etre monté si haut
Et nous retrouver là
Là où le plomb coule à flot

Mais que ce ciel est gris...

{Refrain x2}
J'aurais aimé te voir un peu moins fière
J'aurais aimé te connaître un peu moins en enfer
J'aurais voulu juste un peu de lumière
Quelques secondes avant, juste avant l'averse

Mais que ce ciel est...

Mais que ce ciel est gris
Juste au dessus de nous
On pourrait le toucher du doigt
Il faudra se mettre à genoux

Espérer qu'il finisse
Qu'il ne nous termine pas
Après tout on s'en fout
On ne reviendra pas

Mais que ce ciel est gris...

{Refrain x3}

Mais que ce ciel est...
Mais que ce ciel est...
Mais que ce ciel est gris.

Une magnifique chanson de Nightwish : Amaranth
http://fr.youtube.com/watch?v=GdZn7k5rZLQ

Baptised with a perfect name
The doubting one by heart
Alone without himself

War between him and the day
Need someone to blame
In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see
You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Apart from the wandering pack
In this brief flight of time we reach
For the ones, whoever dare

You believe but what you see
You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Reaching, searching for something untouched
Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling

Caress the one, the Never-Fading
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Tout C'qu'est Dégeulasse de Alain leprest.

Amoco Cadiz, amanite, Sahel
Chrysanthème, canine, morsure, varicelle
Mygale, tarentule, épine, porte-avions
Tout c'qu'est dégueulasse porte un joli nom

Fourmilière, aiguille, acide et calice
Le Chemin des Dames, cercueil, cicatrice
Cyclone, ouragan, camisole, typhon
Tout c'qu'est dégueulasse porte un joli nom

Guillotine, cirrhose, nuit blanche, les Baumettes
Mirador, Stasi, syphon, baïonnette
Fleury-Mérogis, la rue Lauriston
Tout c'qu'est dégueulasse porte un joli nom

Amygdale, pavot, vérole, aspirine
Ecchymose, ortie, sanglot, carabine
Carmélite, javel, cobra, Charenton
Tout c'qu'est dégueulasse porte un joli nom

Camora, péplum, cyanure, mafioso
Tien-An-Men, amen, rasoir et ciseau
Ostie, Vatican, Jean-Marie, mormon
Tout c'qu'est dégueulasse porte un joli nom

Picador, arène, dollar et cédille
Ouragan, menotte, acide, Tchernobyl
Atome et neutron, neurone et citron
Et toi, c'est quoi ton p'tit nom ?

Clarinette, j'ai absolument rien compris à la chanson de Nightwish.

Sinon, Lonely Girl de Sandi Thom (super chanson)

Sometimes I see her down by the river
The water dances on her skin
She can captivate to hit the ice
But she never lets you in
In the dark she lingers
Like a tear without a soul

And I what a lonely girl
Trying to find her way
In this mixed up messed up world
And I see so many faces just like her
So many broken hearts in the world
And I what a lonely what a lonely girl

He said lately she's been watching the weather
The weather doesn't know what to do
'cause sometimes when its cold outside
That's when she's feeling blue
But I see through her sadness deep into her soul
All she's wants to have is someone she can love to make whole

And I what a lonely girl
Trying to find her way
In this mixed up messed up world
And I see so many faces just like her
So many broken hearts in the world
And I what a lonely what a lonely girl

Isn't it regrettable'
Oh isn't it regrettable
She finds her love and then she lets it go
And I see so many faces just like her
So many broken hearts in the world
And I what a lonely what a lonely day

And I what a lonely girl
Trying to find her way
In this mixed up messed up world
And I see so many faces just like her
So many broken hearts in the world
And I what a lonely what a lonely girl

En parlant de Nightwish en voici une : The Poet And The Pendulum
J'avoue elle est très longue, d'ailleurs la plus longue de l'album "Dark Passion Play" qui est assez varié.

Part I: ”White Lands of Empathica”

The end.

The songwriter's dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
Of Empathica
Of Innocence
Empathica
Innocence

Part II: ”Home”

The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell

One last perfect verse
Is still the same old song
Oh Christ how I hate what I have become

Take me home

Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world

My home was there and then
Those meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled days
One with every smiling face

Please, no more words
Thoughts from a severed head
No more praise
Tell me once my heart goes right

Take me home

Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world

Part III: ”The Pacific”

Sparkle my scenery
With turquoise waterfall
With beauty underneath
The Ever Free

Tuck me in beneath the blue
Beneath the pain, beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in time
Swaying blade my lullaby

On the shore we sat and hoped
Under the same pale moon
Whose guiding light chose you
Chose you all

”I'm afraid. I'm so afraid.
Being raped again, and again, and again.
I know I will die alone.
But loved.

You live long enough to hear the sound of guns,
long enough to find yourself screaming every night,
long enough to see your friends betray you.

For years I've been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have 3 minutes and counting.
I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for.”

Part IV: ”Dark Passion Play”

Second robber to the right of Christ
Cut in half - infanticide
The world will rejoice today
As the crows feast on the rotting poet

Everyone must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of stone
Now he's home in hell, serves him well
Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell

The morning dawned upon his altar
Remains of the dark passion play
Performed by his friends without shame
Spitting on his grave as they came

Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world

"Today, in the year of our Lord 2005,
Tuomas was called from the cares of the world.
He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long been without silence.
He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text.”

Save me

Part V: ”Mother & Father”

Be still, my son
You're home
Oh when did you become so cold?
The blade will keep on descending
All you need is to feel my love

Search for beauty, find your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no more
You have such oceans within
In the end
I will always love you