I always saw you around me
in the summer sad nights
today I don't care about
your missed calls
we had a future so perfect
but now this illusion is gone
maybe we truly found the
final point of a terrible goal
My life is complete
'cause I don't keep on my addiction
anymore, I wish you were here
I won't lie for me like a strong whore
Forget your chimes and put your mind off
my only sin is believing madly love
there's no difference between me and the dust
under my toes
with you, I'd appreciate everything burn like charcoal
Let's make a war, you'll be my trench again
'cause you know the destiny is only in your hands
"je suis desolé, mais tu est ma pluie
je veux mon amour avec votre danse dans ma rue"
he said to me...
#The part written in french can be translated as "I'm so sorry, but you're my rain
I want my baby with her dance in my street".
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
BLUE (just a cue)
Blue, blue
don't ask me to stay, no
it'd be hard to me 'cause
everything is shining, shining
horror
feeling your heart beat, roughly
life's too intense so
bring me to something real
I could write a beautiful, long story
but if you want me to, I just can say I'm sorry
my words will never belong to your dirty mouth
you see, I'd hardly ever get your soul as it bleeds
do you only know to blow?
d'you get something else to show?
our love looks to work out of flow
Blue, blue
can you find me laid in your bed, don't you?
look straight at my eyes, it makes me almost dead
you know, your moves get me happily and your touch, freakly
but I need an answer to go on, go on
don't ask me to stay, no
it'd be hard to me 'cause
everything is shining, shining
horror
feeling your heart beat, roughly
life's too intense so
bring me to something real
I could write a beautiful, long story
but if you want me to, I just can say I'm sorry
my words will never belong to your dirty mouth
you see, I'd hardly ever get your soul as it bleeds
do you only know to blow?
d'you get something else to show?
our love looks to work out of flow
Blue, blue
can you find me laid in your bed, don't you?
look straight at my eyes, it makes me almost dead
you know, your moves get me happily and your touch, freakly
but I need an answer to go on, go on
Monday, January 6, 2014
TECHNOphile
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love...
the world is gonna be spinning 'round, around and around
Satellites will still send me info about you tonight
those screens glowing while everything falls to the ground
Please follow my steps all night and let your heart howl loudly
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down
the world will be dark blue yet, just an Apple core
the faces of my civilization are scary like never before
I hear the squeals, the sound of the Big-Bang
give me energy, connect our wires and set my lens
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down
Maybe they take our passion out
flying saucers recording movements now
looking for monsters in a crowd of them
'Cause of it Ziggy broke up his band...
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down...
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love...
the world is gonna be spinning 'round, around and around
Satellites will still send me info about you tonight
those screens glowing while everything falls to the ground
Please follow my steps all night and let your heart howl loudly
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down
the world will be dark blue yet, just an Apple core
the faces of my civilization are scary like never before
I hear the squeals, the sound of the Big-Bang
give me energy, connect our wires and set my lens
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down
Maybe they take our passion out
flying saucers recording movements now
looking for monsters in a crowd of them
'Cause of it Ziggy broke up his band...
Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down...
Sunday, January 5, 2014
It's Not Love At All
For a while, I'm feeling well
but the time is changing and fleeting
one second and my heart begins to swell, you know
I can't spell but it's not love
It's not love at all
It's not love
It's not love at all when it puts me down
Dress your best coat and pick me up, buddy
midnight won't be a limit for us
I hope you've forgotten her lipstick in that glass
'Cause I ain't gonna undress myself to play chess
or for love, or for love, you know
if so, take your things and begone!
even though this home is yours...
I'd already felt like this before
and the first moment you've kissed me
my whorish head was confused and sore
why you said you didn't love me?
It's not love at all
it wasn't love
it wasn't love
Even you'd buy me a car
or an one-billion dollars guitar
it wouldn't be love
not love at all...
but the time is changing and fleeting
one second and my heart begins to swell, you know
I can't spell but it's not love
It's not love at all
It's not love
It's not love at all when it puts me down
Dress your best coat and pick me up, buddy
midnight won't be a limit for us
I hope you've forgotten her lipstick in that glass
'Cause I ain't gonna undress myself to play chess
or for love, or for love, you know
if so, take your things and begone!
even though this home is yours...
I'd already felt like this before
and the first moment you've kissed me
my whorish head was confused and sore
why you said you didn't love me?
It's not love at all
it wasn't love
it wasn't love
Even you'd buy me a car
or an one-billion dollars guitar
it wouldn't be love
not love at all...
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