video here : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xwamylRR5E

Behind The Doors / YT video (link in description)

Elephants Walk

Kingston Lane

Two Shy People In Conversation

One by One 

Words that hit like on anvils
some others as light as feathers 
those that get lost in the haze
words that take me to the moon 

i follow the moves of your mouth
your full lips , colour of plum 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you
i drink in  your words 
one by one 

words that we say , in front of our judges
Yes your honor 
i swear it ! 
dreamed words from a pure being
nasties ones, i really don't care

I follow the moves of your mouth 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you

i follow the moves of your mouth
your full lips , colour of plum 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you
i drink in  your words 
one by one

Une A Une (translation in description)

Comme Ça Que Je L'aime (the way i love her )

My white swan

The most beautiful journeys
on the most beautiful shores
out of sight
you stole them for me

the sweetest of faces 
and facade smiles 
to hide the ravagers
of a brutal childhood

i think of you 
whaterver the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like before 
My white swan 

All that remains from you 
are those old pictures 
of an unfailing friendship
but i haven't turned the page

i think you 
whatever the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like chasing the wind
we were like kings 
we were like beggars
my brother in blood 
my white swan 

Far away , i keep far away 
from those who called you « the black swan »
far away , from envious and means 
who understood nothing 
who just couldn 't even … see 

i think of you 
whaterver the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like before 
i look for you sometimes
in the corners of time 
my brother in blood 
my white swan

Mon Cygne Blanc (translated lyrics in description)

Another evening in the traffic
stucked for hours on the highway
and all that , just for a ghostly day
behind a cash register

she wanted to write
sad but beautiful stories
just to sublimate her memories
her own little secrets
and reinvent her future
made of special days
without anyone having anything to say 

she dreamed to write
that she was a fighter , a rebel 
able to avoid the worse
and never grow old 
she dreamed to write
that she was blonde ans sensual
just to give herself the right to lie
and go laughing 
to see her own name on a book 
her name on a book 

she wanted to write
eternal stories
of betrayed hearts and feelings 
words that talk of her 
about this love that kills 
and reborn even stronger
some romantic comedies

she dreamed to write
that she was a fighter , a rebel 
able to avoid the worse
and never grow old 
she dreamed to write
that she was blonde ans sensual
just to give herself the right to lie
and go laughing 
to see her own name on a book 
her name on a book

Elle Rêvait D'écrire (she dreamed to write) translated lyrics

Foggy Weather

River And Falls

Debra 's been generous enough to let me try to sing something over her beautiful "Song for the morning ". Thx a million my dear friend :))

Morning Song 

you feel my gaze and you wake up
and then slowly you seek my voice
when you have so much trouble waking up from sleep
I want to be near you
because you're looking at me with that unmistakable look because you squeeze my hand
to say "it's forever "
so I wrote this morning song for you

Chanson Du Matin (translated) w/ Debra Buesking

Floating Mountains

Pic art by Nelson Masinde

This is the second part of this story . 
After "Finding peace", then "Turning the page"

Je Tourne La Page (Turning the page)

Le Maître

Boxing Day

To the one i love

PARADISE 

On her cheek a tear 
and I'm ready to do 
anything 
She won't look at me 
and in my head it's 
anything 

To prove her right 
I'm even ready to say 
anything
I can hear those around me saying 
that it doesn't work like that 
anything

they don't understand 
that with her I win every time
I who didn't believe 
she is now 
my only faith 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my only true
Paradise

With my hand raised I'd be lying 
if I had to get her 
from a bad situation 
I can already hear those who will say 
that these things can't be done 
no, no, not like that 

they don't understand 
that she does it every day 
as much for me
she knows how to put off winter with her arms
when I tell her I'm too cold. 

The days 
end to end forge my life 
always
lead me to her, my future 
the day 
when the time comes to leave
love
will be my last
Paradise

Paradis (translated)

2 short tracks . 
Late again : this is what happens (to me) from the moment i realize i'm late till the moment i slam the door. Same to you ? :)

Late Again

70's French Movie End

Qu'y a t'il entre nous ? (What is it between us ? )

Old Trees Dance

One by One

Battle Fields

Elle's Bells

Four walls 

talk to me 
tell me anything 
that you don’t want to see me 
even that, it will fit me

Look at me 
I got you some chocolates 
I know you used to love it 
Today I don’t know, I don’t know anymore 

Where are you? 
We die of your absence 
of this indifference
your mind dances
between these four walls

talk to me 
hear your voice again 
to finally feed hope 
one day we’ll see you again

Remember 
that you guided our steps 
you were our king 
how to do without you 
we don’t know anymore 

Where are you? 
We die of your absence 
for you nothing matters 
you live in silence 
between these four walls

Where are you? 
We die of your absence 
please take the hand 
that I hold out to you
if there is a chance 
then talk to me
even if it hurts
I need to know 
if you know it’s me 
who's standing here in front of you.

Quatre murs (translated)

Walking on our dreams

The sun is high 
I feel it will burn my skin 
but he gives flowers 
when mixed with water 

this world is beautiful 
of colors of notes and words
but we play to be afraid 
to ruin everything like idiots

We all want a better world 
from the pole to the equator 
no more promises in the air 
of speech that we know by heart
we all dream of one elsewhere 
from a part of happiness 
but the earth turns upside down 
from walking on our dreams

The sun is high 
I feel it will burn my skin 
but the time will come 
or he will dry our sobs

this world is beautiful when we love each other 
in the other’s eyes 
whatever his god 
regardless of skin colour

We all want a better world 
from the pole to the equator 
more promises in the air 
of speech that we know by heart
we all dream of one elsewhere 
from a part of happiness 
but the earth turns upside down 
from walking on our dreams


Marcher sur nos rêves (translated)

Mama

One theme , 4 different versions. With the huge help from my mate Wonder Georg !

The 4 Colors Pen w/ Georg Boehme

My first vocals for .. a long time . So please be indulgent :))
The story of an original guy , surrounded with people who want him to change. Cause toujours means something like "i dont mind what you're talking about"

Cause Toujours

Another great tenor solo from My mate Georg !!!

BRUTAL w/ Georg Boehme

Thursday

The dream of flying , far from this world, with the beloved one....

On Oubliera

I'm a French composer based in Lyon 

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