Montag, 22. Dezember 2014

n°23 a case of you


Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
and I said "Constantly in the darkness,
where's that at? If you want me
I'll be in the bar"

In the back of a cartoon coaster
in the blue tv-screen light
I drew a map of Canada
with your face sketched on it twice.

Oh your my blood
Your my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Well I could drink
a case of you, darling
and I'd be still be on my feet,
yes, I'd be still be on my feet.

I am a lonely painter,
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
and I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.

I remember the time you told me
love was touching souls
but surely you touched mine
because part of you pours out of me
in these lines from time to time.

I met a woman,
she had a mouth like yours,
she knew your life.
She knew your devils and your deeds
and she said "Go to him,
stay with him if you can, but be prepared to bleed".

Oh your my blood
Your my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
And I could drink
a case of you, darling
and I would still be on my feet,
well, I would still be on my feet.

Joni Mitchell (Interpretation: James Blake)

Sonntag, 21. Dezember 2014

n°22 kyrie



Kyrie eleison.
Christe eleison.



Samstag, 20. Dezember 2014

n°21 river


Come to your river
I will come to you river.
Wash my soul again.

Carry away my dead leaves
Let me baptize my soul with the help of your waters.
Sink my pains and complains,
let the river take them
River, drown them.
My ego and my blame
Let me baptize my soul with the help of your waters.
Those all means are so ashamed.
Let the river take them.
River, drown them.

Ibeyi

Freitag, 19. Dezember 2014

n°20 lifestyles - sandrevan lullaby


Winter's asleep at my window,
cold winds waits at my door.
She asks me up to her place
but I won't be down anymore.

Night rains tap at my window,
winds of my thoughts passing by.
She laughed when I tried to tell her
Hello only ends in Goodbye.

Moonshine pours trough my window,
the nights puts its laughter away.
Clouds that pierce the illusion
that tomorrow would be as yesterday.

Sixto Rodriguez

n°19 bang bang


I was five and he was six.
We rode on horses made of sticks.
he wore black and I wore white.
he would win the fight.

Bang bang, he shot me down.
Bang bang, I hit the ground.
Bang bang, that awful sound.
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time.
When I grew up I called him mine.
He would always laugh and say
remember when we used to play:

Bang bang, I shot you down.
Bang bang, you hit the ground.
Bang bang, that awful sound.
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Nancy Sinatra 

n°18 pyramid song


I jumped in the river,
what did I see?
Blackeyed angels swam with me,
a moon full of star ands astral cars,
all the things I used to see,
all my lovers where there with me,
all my past and futures.

And we all went to heaven in a little row boat,
there was nothing to fear
nothing to doubt.

Radiohead

Dienstag, 16. Dezember 2014

n°17 one of us


If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see if seeing meant
that you would have to believe
in things like Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
and all the Prophets?

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us?

Just a stranger on the bus
trying to make his way home

like holy rolling stone

back up to Heaven all alone.

Joan Osborne

Montag, 15. Dezember 2014

n°16 the cuckoo


Oh, the cuckoo,
she's a pretty bird.
And she wables as she flies.
But she never says coo-coo
till the fourth day of july.

I wish I was a poet
an' could write a fine hand
I'd wirte my love a letter.
Lord, she would understand.

Bob Dylan 

Sonntag, 14. Dezember 2014

n°15 wide lovely eyes

Your dress sides with your wide lovely strides
And all along the street lately the stories are bound
They've dismantled the fun fair and they've shut down the rides
They've hung the mermaids from the streetlights by their hair.

And with wide lovely eyes you wave at the sky
And near the high window watching the ride
The waves of blue and the waves of love
You wave and say goodbye.

The nights expands
I am expanding
I watch your hands like butterflies landing.

Nick Cave


Samstag, 13. Dezember 2014

n°14 i say a little prayer


The moment I wake up
before I put on my make-up
I say a little prayer for you.

While combing my hair now
and wondering what dress to wear now
I say little prayer for you.

Forever, forever,
you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
forever.

My darling believe me,
for me there's no one but you.

Answer my prayer.


Aretha Franklin

n°13 helplessy hoping


Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit,
he runs
wishing he could fly
only to trip at the sound of a good-bye.

Wordlessy watching he waits by the window
and wonders
at the empty place inside.

Heartlessy helping himself to her bad dreams
he worries:
Did he hear a goodbye?
Or even a hello?

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young 


Donnerstag, 11. Dezember 2014

n°12 venus as a boy


He believes in a beauty,
He's Venus as a boy,

He's exploring the tase of her.
Arousal, so accurate.

He sets free the beauty in her.

He's Venus.
He's Venus as a boy.

Björk

n°11 for my lover


Everyday I'm psychoanalyzed
for my lover, for my lover.

They dope me up and I tell them lies
for my lover, for my lover.

And everybody thinks
I'm the fool.
But they don't get
any love from you.

Things we won't do for love....
I'd climb a mountain if I had to,
risk my life so I could have you.

Tracy Chapman 

Mittwoch, 10. Dezember 2014

n°10 your flesh against mine


















Someone forgot a toothbrush at my house.

Where the broken glass has been lying.
Next to my heart.
To my conscience.
Where the broken glass has been.
Next to my heart,
to my conscience,
to my faith.

You fletch your teeth, I'll fletch mine.

Take care don't hurt yourself.
Take care don't hurt myself.

Dillon

Montag, 8. Dezember 2014

n°9 matilda


Just like Johnny Flynn said:
"The breath are taken and the one I must to go on" 
Put grenade pin in your hand
so you'll understand who's boss. 
My defeat sleeps toe to toe with her success.

This is from,
this is from Matilda
And she needs you,
this is from Matilda

Elle a besoin de toi,
cela vient de Matilda.

Alt-J

Sonntag, 7. Dezember 2014

n°8 lay down

























We were so close, there was no room,
we bled inside each other's wounds,
we all had caught the same disease
and we all sang the songs of peace.

Some came to sing
Some came to pray
Some came to keep the dark away.

So raise the candles high.
'Cause if you don't we could stay black against the sky.
Raise them higher again and if you do we could stay dry against the rain.


Melanie Safka

n°7 catch



Yes I know who you remind me of:
a girl I think I used to know.
I'd see her when the days got colder
on these day when it felt like snow.

You know, I even think that she smiled like you.
She used to just stand there and smile.
And her eyes would go all sort of far away
and stay like that for quite a while.

And I remember she used to fall down a lot.
That girl was always falling again and again.
And I used to sometimes try to catch her -
but never even caught her name,

The Cure

Samstag, 6. Dezember 2014

n°6 let's get it on


















We're all sensitive people
with so much to give.
Understand me, sugar:
since we got to being
let's live.

There's nothing wrong with me
lovin' you.

And giving yourself to me
could never be wrong
if the love is true.



Marvin Gaye

Freitag, 5. Dezember 2014

n°5 blackberry stone

I'd be sad that I never hold your hand as you were lowered
but I'd understand that I'd never let it go.

I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered
but I'd understand that the world does what it does.

But I whisper that I love this man.
now and for forever:

To your souls as it floats out of the window.
To the world that you turned your back on.
To the world that never really let you be.


Laura Marling

Mittwoch, 3. Dezember 2014

n°4 luka


They only hit until you cry.
After that
you don't ask why.

You just don't argue anymore. 

Yes I think I'm okay:
I walked into the door again. 
Well, if you ask that's what I say.
It's not your business anyway.

I guess I'd like to be alone,
with nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask how I am.


Suzanne Vega 

Dienstag, 2. Dezember 2014

n°3 the shrine, the argument


    And I wonder what became of you, oh what became of you.

    Sunlight over me, no matter what I do.

    And if I just stay awhile here staring at the sea
    and the waves break ever closer, ever near to me.
    I will lay down in the sand and let the ocean lead.
    Carry me to Innisfree like pollen on the breeze.

    Fleet Foxes

n°2 rosa



















Midnight afternoon.
Morning comes 
but not to soon.  

We are separated, vampires in our nightly wear,
I'm no longer happy there. 

Rosa, Rosa, Rosa, where is my heart? 

Rosa, Rosa, Rosa, where are my arms?
Morning, morning, morning will wake me up cold.
Mourning, mourning, mourning

reminds me that I'm getting cold. 


Grimes