la maison de mon rêve

la maison de mon rêve
Hatian love song

Interpretation of early black and white Haitian love songs

One.
Oceans wept
Mountains slept
Sidewalks crumbled to ash
Your name remains
In children's lullabies
And your eyes forever in the sky
Two.
Pull me close
Dear I'm tremblin'
Hold me tight
I'm afraid of the night
Blackness fills the room
Your love burns bright
Three.
Oh summer winds
Remind me of your kiss
Soft and warm
I never want to leave this
Four.
I never wanted to say goodbye
I'd throw myself to the sea
If god promised you're inside
We'd float to island paradise
And I'd become your bride
Five.
The countryside looks bare
Without you lying in her grass
The stream is dry
And the crickets silent
There's no music in the night
I'd become smoke
And hide in your cigarette pack
Seven.
To be a star
Tossing light
To sparkle in your eyes
I'd become an angel
And kiss this earth goodbye
Eight.
Destiny
Use to be
Just a word to me
But heaven sure was right
When they said Jesus left somethin' behind
Nine.
Every inch of this body
I'd plate in gold for you
Even though I ain't go no money
I'd do it just to keep you
Ten.
Your eyes appear
In every one of my dreams
They glitter and they gleam
Like the first time we meet
Eleven.
The chickens crowed
And I knowed your home
My spirit ran to greet you
Before my feet left the porch
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# Posté le mardi 24 octobre 2006 15:28

la maison de mon rêve

Lyla

You wanted to buy me
For a hundred euro
You said you'd take me
To your little car
Your friend lived near by
He had a house and all
Where was I from you said
You guessed Yugoslavia
Well it's not yogoslavia
It's not Yugoslavia at all
It reminded me
Of a movie I just saw
About a little girl
From Yugoslavia
She got sent away
They made her prostitute
She ate McDonald's all day
And never had a chance to play
Lyla
You wanted to buy me
For a hundred euro
You said you'd take me
To your little car
Your friend lived near by
He had a house and all
Where was I from you said
You guessed Yugoslavia
But it's not Yugoslavia
It's hardly Yugoslavia at all
Lyla
la maison de mon rêve
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# Posté le mardi 24 octobre 2006 15:30

noah's ark

noah's ark
K-Hole

Tiny spirit in a k-hole
Bloated like soggy cereal
God will come and wash away
Our tattoos and all the cocaine
And all of the aborted babies
Will turn into little bambies

Wounded river push along
Searching for that desert song
And Mozart's requiem will play
On tiny speakers made of clay
Tell my mother that I love her
Martin Luther you're an angel

Charming monkey saunter swagger
Drunken donkey limbs disjointed
Your chest is a petting zoo
Mexican pony fucked up shoes
I dreamt one thousand basketball courts
Nothing holier than sports

Dragonfly kiss your tail
Precious robot built so frail
Universe of milk and ember
Your hot kiss in mid december
What's god name I can't remember
Trough the crack eye lovely weather
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# Posté le mercredi 25 octobre 2006 04:44

noah's ark

noah's ark
Beautiful Boys

Antony :
Those, those beautiful boys
Those, those beautiful boys

Cocorosie :
Born illegitimately
To a whore, most likely
He became an orphan
Oh what a lovely orphan he was
Sent to the reformatory
Ten years old, was his first glory
Got caught stealing from a nun
Now his love story had begun

Thirty years he spent wandering
A devil's child with dove wings
He went to prison
In every country he set foot in
Oh how he loved prison
How awfully lovely was prison

Antony :
All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

Cocorosie :
His greatest love was executed
The pure romance was undisputed
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones

Antony :
All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Beautiful boys...
All those beautiful boys
Beautiful boys...

Those beautiful boys...
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# Posté le mercredi 25 octobre 2006 04:46

noah's ark

noah's ark
South 2nd

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight

We don't need no baseball bats
We don't need no silver ghats
But we're gonna fight tonight
Put up your dukes and fight
Big brother's just standing on the side
Watching you flex your pride
But you know if they all jump in
Big brother's got your skin

The ice cream truck it sings no more
All the kids from school are keeping score
You swing and you duck and you hit the floor
But you gotta get up at least once more
Mama comes screaming down the stairs
Everybody looks but nobody scares
Mama can't believe that nobody cares
It's her baby boy how do they dare
Mama says bitch come over here
If you're so tough you'll have no fear
But why'd you bring your friends
And the whole damn school
To watch my baby boy go down like a fool

But brother says mama they're the same damn size
Got to let him grow up and get street wise
But mama says baby go get that bat
And come back down and beat some ass

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight

One wrong move and it'll be too late
Mama won't be making no birthday cake
It all went down one afternoon
In brooklyn
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# Posté le mercredi 25 octobre 2006 04:47