Le Parfum

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 12/2024.

Merry Christmas to all and many thanks for your continued support.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Lyrics

Like every morning,
I turn on the radio,
like every morning,
Bad news makes the show,
depressing grayness,
absent brightness,

war wins everywhere,
the climate change,
floods everywhere,
drought even stranger,

Before it's too late,
let's sing of love,
before it's too late,
let's pray to the lord god,
let's forget this nightmare,
let's stop all these wars,

Alone glimmer of hope the Music

Cry Baby Cry (Beatles Cover)

Fading into Light.m4a

Give Up

Un nouveau titre french pop traditionnel, strato caster & tout.. réalisé sur Teac 4 pistes et revox …Merci pour vos écoutes et  chaleureux !!!feedbacks
Written and performed by Dgé breton
Fender Strat guitare, Bass ARIApro II and drum   by Dgé breton pour
Prod: Dgé.BSoundProjectMusic
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On YOUTUBE : https://youtu.be/HwZ9Hb8gT1M
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a new title... traditional French song, straight from my Revox & Teac 4-track tape players... and 2 strat guitars, a bass and a drum kit... Maybe a little nostalgia, including the way of making my music at a certain time... less confused than at present. In any case, thank you for listening
     Porcelaine sans couleur,quand tu danses
Elle a des fumées dans les yeux
Un coeur comme ça mètronomique
Qui bat tout seul ou si tu veux
Comme celui d’ une poupée mécanique
Elle a des cils moitié baissés
Un raz d’ marée dans le regard
Et des vagues de lumières glacée Qui perle derrière du brouillard
Elle est maquillée noir et blanc
Elle est comme un feu sans chaleur
 Le ciel et l’ enfer en même temps
 C’est une porcelaine sans couleur
REF:
Mais quand elle danse, tu crois t’ y croire Elle se balance et sans savoir,
C’ est toi qui lance comme un regard dans ses silences , dans ses miroirs
Et quand elle danse, tu tends les mains Elle se balance et sur ses reins
Tu brûles un peu tu voudrais bien
Dans ses silences, aller plus loin
Elle a des fumées dans la tête
 
Et des parfums qui restent là 
Sur une vie qui va faire la fête 
Avec un masque qui lui va pas
Elle est maquillée claire obscur Entre le soleil et la nuit
Mais dans ses yeux on voit d’ l’azur Derrière un grand rideau de pluie
tuptuptidou, tuptuptidou
Mais quand elle danse, tu crois t’ y croire Elle se balance et sans savoir,
C’ est toi qui lance comme un regard dans ses silences , dans ses miroirs
Et quand elle danse, tu tends les mains Elle se balance et sur ses reins
Tu brûles un peu tu voudrais bien
Dans ses silences, aller plus loin
REF....
 Traduction google
She has smoke in her eyes   A metronomic heart like that
Which beats by itself or if you like   Like that of a mechanical doll
She has half-lowered eyelashes
A tidal wave in her gaze
And waves of icy light Which pearl behind the fog
She wears black and white makeup
She is like a fire without heat
Heaven and hell at the same time
She is porcelain without color
REF:
But when she dances, you think you believe it She sways and without knowing,
It's you who casts a look into her silences, into her mirrors
And when she dances, you stretch out your hands She sways and on her lower back
You burn a little, you would like
In her silences, to go further
She has smoke in her head

And perfumes that remain there  On a life that is going to party
With a mask that doesn't suit herShe wears light and dark makeup Between the sun and the night
But in her eyes we see of the azure Behind a large curtain of rain
tuptuptidou, tuptuptidou
But when she dances, you think you believe it She sways and without knowing,
It's you who casts a glance into her silences, into her mirrors
And when she dances, you stretch out your hands She sways and on her loins
You burn a little, you would like
In her silences, to go further
REF....

PORCELAINE SANS COULEUR, QUAND TU DANSES

Art and Miles
By David Husted

Vs
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Far more grace than we can see
often so deceived
To give, to give to give away
And find where tender lays

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Ch
We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

Pre Vs
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Vs
Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Outro
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Art and Miles

When love'll come looking

Recorded In Vermillion, South Dakota. Featuring Jim McCullough on Drums & Percussion, Frans on Gibson SG Electric Guitar & vocals.

Kick-n-It

Don't Bring Me Down

Don't bring me down 3

Music, lyrics, ac. guitar & vocal : Grave
Ac. guitars, bass & mix : PJ Project

Political Correctness

Howling down the alley/but im still not here [second nature-second nature.
I see the tv tower/I got nothing to fear.
A brand new concept and a bright new start[hail the future-hail the future.
Got designs for a living and a big red heart.

Funny how today we communicate/when we used to write letters and the post was so late.
Now its the push of a button/on a big flat screen.
its a day-glow vision/its a whole new scene.

Heal the ones of your desires
See the skys filled with fire
Coincidence or true inventions
open up to new perceptions.

Flashing like a camera/seeing pictures though a lens[click click snapshop]
Feeding static image in a world that never ends.
Wearing leather in the weather of the city of sin[glitz and glamour-glitz and glamour.
paint a portrait of an actor in the east berlin.

Funny how its instant in a digital scene/your never make no money/but your always have a dream.
Live it like an extra when its tearing you apart.
you got a bright new future and a brand new start...

From east to west we,ve seen it all
Running my hands behind the wall.
From east to west,we are free to go.
From east to west where citys grow..
From east to west i will take the plane
We will always stay connected and always think the same.
From east to west theres no divide
From east to west we are outside.

written and produced by jim manser feb 2016


From East To West

Music producer and filmmaker 
Making and producing original music I hope you enjoy these songs that I make  
Music is creative freedom and artistic expression

From East To West

Jim Manser