prod, voices, mix Elisa Flores 
master Nils Rougé
21/12/22 on l’enfant pneu, Soltice d’hiver

a frozen tale

releases June 12, 2023 
written, recorded and mixed by Elisa Artero-Flores
videoclip+artworks  by Elisa Artero-Flores
mastered by Maxence Mesnier
precious ears and help of l'enfant pneu

In the arms of a harmless wind that crosses wars : gentle projectiles, a shiver, the silent flight of a dandelion's feathers, an invitation to think about peace.

"It is a queer experience, lying in the dark and listening to the zoom of a hornet which may at any moment sting you to death. It is a sound that interrupts cool and consecutive thinking about peace. Yet it is a sound—far more than prayers and anthems—that should compel one to think about peace. Unless we can think peace into existence we—not this one body in this one bed but millions of bodies yet to be born—will lie in the same darkness and hear the same death rattle overhead. Let us think what we can do to create the only efficient air-raid shelter while the guns on the hill go pop pop pop and the searchlights finger the clouds and now and then, sometimes close at hand, sometimes far away a bomb drops."
Thoughts on Peace in an Air Raid, Virginia Woolf, 1940

lyrics
I've found a stone over my head
divine white messenger
I've dusted it off, put it in my mouth, 
then symbols formed in the clouds
A wind from the east, as cold as warm, your arms

turns riddles into hugs, you're a dusk

and when the drone of planes is tearing up a shred of clouds,
hear daydreamers blowing peace in the night 

dreams crossed the borderlands, a sleep in endless end

as cold as warm

Here I stay
Floating roses are to blame for

And now your tearing eyes close
And I we'll pray for those who stay

Devil sees your flexion
Silence shared conversation

And now your tearing eyes close
And I we'll pray for those who stay

courage

modern english decoration

in the poor rain
I will drive you away
with your season pain
Winter falls sunday

coffee smokes in the bar
from brain to cloud
lazy girl's coming down
no sound around

22 miles away
the car's flooded with nightlight
to escape the days
we've stole the moon's mild

coffee smokes in the crowd
from brain to cloud
lazy girl's coming down
no sound around

have to write some still words
It's hidden in my cup
then you open the door
and your words are dancing in my soul

I wont leave ft. Marcus

Je suis gong, ouate et chants neigeux
➶

elisa flores

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