On parle souvent de l'enfance comme d'un paradis perdu., mais pour certaines et certains d'entre nous, elle fut un véritable cauchemar, terrorisés par un aigle noir...
à Annie...
Paroles:
Ton géniteur, qui aurait du,
Te protéger, choisit l'abus,
Et ses mains, sur ton corps d'enfant,
Et le silence, si pesant...
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ta jeunesse paya le prix,
Dis toi qu'il a payé aussi,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
J'ai parcouru, tes dix sept ans,
Je n'ai rien su, de tes tourments,
De tes terreurs, toujours nocturnes,
Quand le matin, se faisait diurne.
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ta jeunesse paya le prix,
Dis toi qu'il est très loin d'ici,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
On ne refera pas l'histoire,
On fera face à nos mémoires.
Il en sera toujours ainsi,
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
On refera jamais l'histoire,
Il restera un aigle noir.
Au sommet de tes insomnies,
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.

We often talk about childhood as a lost paradise, but for some of us, it was a real nightmare, terrorized by a black eagle...
to Annie...
Words:
Your father, who should have,
Protect yourself, choose abuse,
And his hands, on your child's body,
And the silence, so heavy...
If your childhood pursues you,
If your youth paid the price,
Tell yourself he paid too,
If your childhood pursues you.
I have traveled, your seventeen years,
I knew nothing of your torments,
Of your terrors, always nocturnal,
When the morning became diurnal.
If your childhood pursues you,
If your youth paid the price,
Tell yourself that he is very far from here,
If your childhood pursues you.
We will not repeat history,
We will face our memories.
It will always be like this,
If your childhood pursues you,
If your childhood pursues you.
We will never repeat history,
There will remain a black eagle.
At the height of your insomnia,
If your childhood pursues you,
If your childhood pursues you.

Si ton enfance te poursuit

Oh, little darling, you're a spire.
Floating on wires, up high.
No getting tired.
Oh, you're still buzzing like a queen.
Like a soda stream. 
Like a losing team.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Oh, little darling, you're a liar.
A soul on fire.
Crossed somewhere below the pyre.
You hid your secrets in the mire.
A slight of hand removes the choir. 
From the outliers.

Oh, little darling, how's your lows? 
A trip below.
To seek what we all know.
A month at least until you fly.
Soaring up high.
Goodbye to all goodbye.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what a bloody state.
Aw! the message grates?
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ending the dream.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Mixed and Mastered by Mariosyjp, many thanks! here's his link for anyone wanting to check him out.

https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp

Count To Three [Mariosyjp Mix]

DownLowDub

DownLowDub - KRT Production

In a dark, dark place, in a dark, dark wood.
You found your hiding place?
Because I think you should.
It's obscene.
You're out there looking pretty green.

You stand upon the hill, above the darkest town.
You like to waste your time.
You all just hang around.
Remaining seen.
It's no surprise, you're pretty green.

I can see your faults.
Can you see my needs?
Through the screen.
I can see your outline against the moon.
Pretty green.

Upon a lonely street, there is a golden house.
Even the quietest man can start the loudest shouts.
Fuck your machine.
Oh, my fucking God you are green.

In a dark, dark room, and down a dark, dark stair.
There is a hiding place, and we should hide in there.
Living the dream?
A pretty green flying machine.

You can't  hide your faults.
Can you meet my needs?
Hidden screams.
I can't make your outline against the sun.
It's all green.

You can't read my thoughts.
You wont get inside.
Just unseen.
Can you take me out from amongst the noise.
That's all green.
A pretty green flying machine.

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Pretty Green [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

Reasons

Look at you sorting through your halos.
Just as I am walking through the door.
You ain't got many words to say to me, though.
It's not getting better than before.
We must abide.
In the Cassiterides.
No, i've never caught a rabbit, and I'll never catch a rabbit with you.
Now, there's no coming back, no matter what I do.
What fools.
We were.

We don't all exist within the same world.
One in which the choices never end.
I'm sure it's lovely in your sunshine.
The grass looks pretty green from down our end.
We struggled by.
In the Cassiterides.
No, i've never caught a rabbit, and I'll never catch a rabbit from you.
The bottom rung of the ladders are simply rotten through.
Boo-hoo.
For who?

Save me.
Out here in the cold.
Your safety.
Is mostly made of gold?
Tame me?
When I'm knowingly mis-sold.
Lately.
Just sat here getting old.
Out of the fold.

You little bastards, always wanting a bit more.
Oh, there's certainly some more of what you've had.
Just poke your head above the parapet.
Quickly, have a look and then just grab.
Want an easy ride?
In the Cassiterides.
Oh, you'll never catch a rabbit, and they'll never catch a rabbit for you.
Rome is built for Romans, not for you.
Not you.
Not you.

Safety?
Out here in the cold.
You'd save me?
But I dont have the gold.
Tame me?
Never in this life.
Hold me back?
What gave you the right.
Oh, the right.

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Rabbits [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

Throw Hands

Roswell 47

Real!

Dream Of You - An original song I wrote and recorded. 80's Dream Pop inspired 🎶

Dream Of You

Функция y=f(x) называется  монотонно убывающей на промежутке X, если большему значению аргумента соответствует меньшее значение функции.

Фильтр Найквиста - Мы Падаем Вниз

Hi, it's Henadzi. Currently based in Abu Dhabi, UAE. Just doing some DIY music for no particular reason. Mostly it's guitar-based instrumental stuff recorded entirely at home. Not intended to bind myself to some particular genre, so I'm free to play around. Feel free to DM me if you're looking for collaboration.

Have a good day.

Фильтр Найквиста - Мы Падаем Вниз

Henadzi Matuts

Related tracks