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Of Eleven Leaves

Dying For Your Love

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Chim貥

Olympe

Juste un peu

Chimère

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Electro-Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Raise your eyes

Raise Your Eyes

I'm Done

https://open.spotify.com/.../album/4WlAWq4IoetPduHdMwvP2B...
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=WgsvdNK4Qu8...
https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/467297765

here are the lyrics ( specialy for our talentued friend Dave ( https://soundcloud.com/junkheap) who was kind enough to take an interest.

Toy forgotten in a train station.
A past untraceable sensation.
Stolen book in the subway.
A  postcard you astray.

A record whose scratching noise you liked.
 The quiet disappearance of the day at dusk
The end of rain  under the April sun.
The voice of your father on the phone.

All the things, all the things we've lost
The ones that meant , the ones that meant the most
Forgotten ones that we were looking for
The broken things that miss us more


A dried flower missing in the pages of a book
A guitar out of tune forgotten  in an attic
the spot that fades from the breath on the glass
A doll buried under tall grass.	



The smell of leaves in the fall ,
You are twelve years old 
The safety of the sheets over your eyes 
The blue of the sea on a map at school


All the things, all the things we've lost.
All the things, all the things  we broke 
The ones that meant the most
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke



Things that miss, things that miss us more
All the things, all the things  we broke 
Things  we were looking for.
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke.

All the things we've lost

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) Mars/2024.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:

Lyrics
 
Every day,
every night,
every moment,
in my dreams,
I miss you,
I miss you,

I'll never forget,
your smiles,
and your mind,
forever in my memory,
I miss you,
I miss you,

Every day,
every night,
every moment,
in my dreams,
I miss you,
I miss you,

I miss you

I Miss You

Marguerite écrit (Texte Alain BERNARD - Musique Richard PROUST)

Guitariste du groupe de hard rock KHROM entre 1985 et 1998

Marguerite écrit (Texte Alain BERNARD - Musique Richard PROUST)

Richard PROUST

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