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Troisi​è​me

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1.
Vieil Homme 02:45
Walking heavily He limps forward Holding on his two white sticks,his crucifixs , his curved seeds He beats, he hoarses On the icecap of illusions To emptiness Old man the sound of your footsteps smash erase the World Listen to the strikes delivered to the great chasms Of the World, of the World Oddly devoting himself to his mirrors, he's running, but backwards, to the black cracks, the broken glass shards, the taboos He beats, he hoarses On the icecap of illusions In emptiness You, man The steps of your walk crush and move the World Listen to the srikes delivered to the great chasms Of the world, of the world
2.
Fin de monde 03:32
If I had to not be there I would not known I would not known what will happen ........... but in that case where would I have gone I have missed I have missed what is coming what shall come What would I have become if I didn't see would I have been lost somewhere in a haggard desert in a haggard desert what would I have become if I hadn't seen the end where all fades out in a blaze of glory in a blaze of glory or not In the end I'm not surprised I missed it I'm not sure I wanted to see it full speed chaos I prefer my desert, haggard as it may be I prefer my desert, haggard as it may be I prefer My desert, haggard as it may be
3.
Les cimes 02:42
slowly silence is unleashed downwind and folded on the edge our wings graze and peel the threshold of doors closing dropouts downwind downwind Hidden, sealed, we still can we still can Still Defeated, rusts, clouds we can we can we still can downwind We will scratch again the tops
4.
Sheets stored, ironed and lavender between two pillowcases In the distance I see hurtling meadows it's summer I seal my memories inside the wardrobe even the drawers, and spring I close in my impulses, my impulses, my impulses I seal my memories inside the wardrobe Love letters stuck between the sheets hidden, isolated but in the distance I see summer between two lines of unsealed planks still summer I seal my memories inside the cupboard even the drawers for long time I close the wardrobe for a long time I close the wardrobe and lock my impulses inside my impulses
5.
A pointless chase Of synthetic junk A futile chase To the sound of pathetic bells Out of breath and empty After the symbolic chase Tired I don't want to see anything I turn my back to the mirror I flee from the corridors Of temporary trinkets I dive in the store sections I'm stuck in the garlands A tempo We walk to the sound of pathetic bells Cheerful, faded Unbridled I write my memoirs On the back of mirrors I flee from the corridors Of random Merchandise
6.
Le puits 02:42
Oh trapped in this well everlasting I do not see the void that surrounds me coming out, wrapping me the void that surrounds me but before falling in but before I waltz I waltz traces of light fool me and I get lost I get lost but like a butterfly I brush the burn at the concrete gates at the concrete gates I waltz I waltz What's wrapping me? I waltz I waltz I waltz
7.
A lost child It is a peak to dye to give the colours of flight to to catch the frenzied cotton to embroider them on it's sharp sides I am a lost child between the steps of giants let me believe some more in the steps of the palace (in the steps of the palace) in the steps of the palace I shall rebuild the crumbled structures the sharp roofs the thick walls. I am a lost child I am a lost child.
8.
Infinitely isolated hidden in the burning woods next to the ponds and I lose my senses far from you I despair my island my land my silence I whisper and my murmur fades on your lips my murmur, your lips my murmur, your lips my murmur but close to me caressing my pain infinitely and I get lost in the landmarks on my island my land my silence
9.
Les rois 02:36
Love isn't Him he leaves and flees he does not dream of the glare...there he of the kings who is bored of the kings who is bored tommorow under the rain his writings Love isn't Him he leaves and flees he who doesn't dream of the glare...there love isn't him he leaves and flees he who doesn't dream to the glare soul......
10.
I let my body fade on the white sheets far behind me the shutters banged for a long time it's always the cry of children that wakes me up it's always the cry of children that wakes me up and yet I have not slept for a long time I don't sleep anymore on the grass pillow I undo the scent of wheat on the grass pillow through the closed window closed it's the laugh of children that wakes me up even though I have not slept for a long time
11.
Something that decimates slices twists a petty scarring thing lack of breath at the tops exiled remorse fragile regrets still seeking for the silence of torments and always this meaningless tune always love and death that never stop oh never And then I know, I feel and then I am, I feel the crumbling skies
12.
Le plateau 03:17
Enter up water awkward peat and silence again Dream _ isolated lands and silence inert caress frost with green hands the gaze on the beech, on the tree from my story and silence again come to tears from my memory and her voice on the beech, on the tree from my story My cold country my white country my slow country awkward peat my country so slow my silence country Enter up water awkward peat and silence again again and silence again
13.
I walk the path of love once more you court as well as you used to as always as always After that I slide inbetween the cracks of the words that flatter and smooth smoothe the smooth bars You draw hearts I give you back my happiness between the cat pictures the buttery emoticons (luring-luring) I've lost my mind I'm stuck behind a glass plate That I worship Since I've lived there In this silk jar I have become king (of what, I don't know) You draw your hearts You write your happiness between cat pictures, cheers, hurrays you've lost your mind you've lost your mind
14.
Partition 02:51
Listen once more to the running of the notes in front of you listen to it what your hand draws, I swallow, I swallow here what your hand draws I see, I see here listen once more the singing of the notes in front of you listen to it once more listen to it Decibel, decibel, here, facing you decibel here aaaa Listen once more to the running of the notes in front of you decibel there what is being drawn there in front of me I see what is being drawn here aaa listen once more to the running of the notes stuck here facing you listen, now what is being drawn, now, in front of me, I see I see what is being drawn here …………….

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Composition: Catherine Estrade et Serge Gentil - chant: Catherine Estrade - Guitare: Serge Gentil - Instruments virtuels joués note à note sur un DX7 et enregistrés en midi avec le séquenceur Digital performer

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released September 24, 2016

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Serge compose et joue de la guitare, Catherine compose, écrit les textes et chante

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