Texte français et Google traduction

QUI SERAS-TU MON ENFANT ?

Je caresse ton ventre, comme on caresse la vie.
Déjà son attente me semble infinie.
Tu te marques d’une rondeur
Qui serait indécente,
Si tu n’étais une jolie fleur
Ou une bien belle plante.

Je caresse l’espoir, comme on caresse la nuit,
La vigueur d’un soir chassée de l’ennui.
Tu me donnes la fièvre
De celle qu’on supporte.
Quand ce sont des beaux rêves
Qui frappent à la porte.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

Je caresse ta lumière, comme on caresse le feu
Closes mes paupières, je te vois bien mieux.
Il me donne des coups
Et de pieds et de bras,
Dans ton ventre, il se joue
Et s’amuse déjà.

Je caresse mon désir, comme on caresse le jeu.
Des instants de plaisir qu’on ne fait qu’à deux.
Le temps paraît bien long
Comme une éternité,
Pour perdre un ventre rond
Dans une maternité.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

CHORUS

Dernier refrain.

WHO WILL YOU BE MY CHILD?

I caress your belly, as you caress life.
Already his expectation seems infinite to me.
You show a roundness
Who would be indecent,
If you weren't a pretty flower
Or a very beautiful plant.

I caress hope, as we caress at night,
The vigor of an evening driven from boredom.
You give me fever
From the one we support.
When these are sweet dreams
Who knock on the door.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

I caress your light, like we caress the fire
Close my eyelids, I can see you much better.
He hits me
And feet and arms,
In your belly, it is played
And already having fun.

I caress my desire, as we caress the game.
Moments of pleasure that we only make for two.
Time seems very long
Like forever,
To lose a round stomach
In a maternity.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

CHORUS

Last refrain.

QUI SERAS - TU MON ENFANT (L'attente d'un être cher)

Hope you are well....
Isolated... caged.... but feeling closer to nature then ever,  watching the birds fly free and listening to their song.
Free download

Aviary

Halokinesis

She's Back Again

Too close to home is the second track to be taken from my elements e.p and solo project 
To overcome darkness and isolation we have to reset our-selfs  from within and find the light its humanity against the elements but nature will always find a way and win [Jim mystic manser nov 2020]
lyrics 
The pressure cookers boiling and we got to close to home
 society has been spoiling all the things we loved and known 
locked down and now you say your missing having fun
just a way of nature telling you shes done
is it me ? looking too a grey and empty sea
is it you ? doesnt have a clue what we supposed to do
and now its all to close to home
they say your better off alone 
and i keep running from the storms 
to find a place thats safe and warm

put my arms and legs into the rain and in the air
frustrated travellers you arent going anywhere
just a slice of fiction now its getting hard to laugh
like a faded actor who hides an autograpth
is it us? making to much fuss to get from A to B
or is it me living in this life of novel mysteries

all tracks and music written by Jim Manser 2020

Too close to home

Too Close To Home

All Instruments By Martin Reed.
Produced By Martin Reed.

Whispers In The Wind

BOUFFONNE est une composition imaginaire, visuelle par le dessin , et sonore dans une électronique modulaire.
BOUFFONNE is an imaginary composition, visual by the drawing, and sound in a modular electronics.

BOUFFONNE  -  Patrick Picault

Consideration about donut holes

I present to you a little dark, chilled out Jazz piece i call - 
Prague Noir
Originally I intended to post this on my JoJo Jazz page but I have run out of room there. 😂😂😂

Enjoy XXXX

Prague Noir

The Drums and Cosmic Percussion @rick-4-1 
The Other Stuff @phil-mcwalter

Remixed/mastered 11th May 2021

NEON IN HIS BLOOD (The loneliest boy I ever saw)

With neon in his blood
Neon in his blood

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
If turnips were watches, I'd wear one by my side
If "ifs" and "ands" were pots and pans
There'd be no work for tinkers’ hands

Neon in his blood

Neon in his blood

The land rolls up and the land rolls down
If Mummy didn't cut the fat off Daddy would eat it
Sometimes the rocks stick out 
But mostly they don’t
The worst part about being old 
Is remembering when you were young 
And we look at the stars 
And we still don’t know what they mean
Except she’s gone so I eat what I like
Pick the goosegrass buttons 
Off the loneliest boy I ever saw

With neon in his blood
Neon in his blood

The loneliest boy I ever saw

With neon in his blood
Neon in his blood
Neon in his blood



© Phil McWalter Jan 2021

Consideration about donut holes

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