Forgetting you

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".

25

I'd have sex with everybody in these streets
just to find the best things about me
it's not promiscuous or something else
it's not obliques or what the Hell?
it's just the answers I'm looking for
so long time and hear me before
I run away from you
leaving your bedroom
baby, I wanna die
you're my suicide
here we go...

here we go...

here we go
like nothing's happening
here we go again
wanting to change our lives and live till we die together
trying to get some love from the rolling stones forever
but, please look around, see the faces judging us and the critic in the mouth
let at least the emotion behind
don't know truth from lie
'Cause your throat is full of it
and I'm lost looking at it
we are torn between an universe
where the verse is written in week pain
maybe there's no gain
but a lot of shame
to put you down...
to put you down...
to put you upside down...
Gabriel is down...

just a second 
and the time will have passed as if we were here for a decade
I've been dedicated to a weird kind of love today
and I swear, I appreciate it even though I've never heard about it before
it's the core, of love, unless you decide to leave and let me alone right now
I'll know I could be happy and even beside nobody
that's so irregular, so insecure like the fear dropping into my tears
pain of the war, horror faces circulating around my mask
let me fall down and call you before I left...

In the Moon

I love the state of my United States
I love the common way that, that it is
the glamour that makes it famous

The warmth of the parties we participate
the glory of our flag is built with faith
Hamburgers: weak meat for losers

Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon

How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon

in the moon...
in the moon...

I bless the dirty stars of Texas Highway
I adore the guitar humming our prayers
the glamour that deceives global cameras

"Join the navy", said Mister President
thinking we're still a silly young trench
I'm afire 'cause I won't accept these liars

Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon

How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon

in the moon...
in the moon...

The Great

Alexander shared knowledge everywhere, everywhere
his home was lost, he doesn't know if it's here or it's there
going into the sea was inside his schedule of war
fighting in a desert against two hundred thousand men, what a nightmare

I've got the glory of a god
but I'm still a human being
I've got the power of a sandstorm
but I still cry when I watch this violence
Alexander's dead
Alexander is dust in the wind
Alexander, don't cry
The things can be better than they seem

The Greek culture, I'll sow it around the planet that I own
May a mix of race makes me feel a little braver and so
perhaps I also find the American territory out, dream
pretty good, it would be for my 'famelessness', I feel strange

I've got the glory of a god
but I'm still a human being
I've got the power of a sandstorm
but I still cry when I watch this violence
Alexander's dead
Alexander is dust in the wind
Alexander, don't cry
The things can be better than they seem

You changed for the better
thinking of you
your library is a lover's letter
written to the world

At least you got a conception
when you left so early
you know they wouldn't care about you
All the brains need mystery