Showing posts with label braveness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label braveness. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

AMOUR!

[dialogue]
_ Bonjour, monsieur Paradi?
_ Ah, here... ah... je ne suis pas...
_ Monsieur? Pardon...
_ Tu parler anglais?
_Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...

love is the only pure language
that I can speak well tonight
out of it, I can't express my heart
(express my heart)

I'd walk to the sea to see
what the people are just looking for
with love, we can rattle the beat
(rattle the beat)

_ Tu parler français, monsieur?
_ Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...
AMOUR! AMOUR!

There's no limit to this feel
humankind takes us beyond
chiefly when we try to be real
(to be real anew)

acceptance, braveness, glorious sparkle
and a strong wish in your eye
don't bother if someone asks you:
(Tu parler anglais?)

Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...
AMOUR! AMOUR!
je parler AMOUR!
AMOUR! AMOUR!

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Bailarina

Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
dance, dance

It's time
to choose your own choices and
to deal with your thoughts again
don't wait your turn to come in the line

if life's chaos
want to sink into this black hole
chances won't scape from you, you know
you're in a roller coaster aiming to hold your goal 
faster than ever and 'never' is just a word!

Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
dance, dance

[piano+voice]
In my daydream I've been
I believe I got an explosion
inside my heart, so deep
something that puts me up 
when I'm very bad
I've laid down all my belief
in real things, forgetting I'm emotional
Maybe I need you to see
how is the reality, how lovely I can be

Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
Bailarina, we know she doesn't know to dance, dance
dance, dance, dance, dance, dance...

Knives in the toes, with her high heels off
I found you out, but I need to allow this love
you're treating me rough, is there link between souls?
I'll fight for my crown, my braveness turns on my show