Solitude vs Loneliness

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.

vendredi 30 avril 2010

Au nom des frustrées - Lynda Lemay

Au nom de toutes les frustrées du monde entier
Au nom de toutes les pauvres laissées pour compte
J'vais crever les pneus de toutes les voitures aux vitres embuées
Et je vais couper les cheveux des grandes blondes.

Au nom de celles qu'à l'intérieur elles sont belles
Au nom de toutes les cocues inconsolables
Je vais filer en douce tous les p'tits couples jusqu'à leurs motels
Et je vais crier "au feu" quand ça a l'air agréable.

Au nom de toutes les bonnes femmes à la diète
Au nom de toutes les victimes d'adultère
J'vais accrocher sans faire exprès avec le bout d'ma cigarette
Tous les visons des secrétaires particulières.

Au nom de toutes les frustrées du monde entier
Je vais kidnapper Adjani et Sophie Marceau
Je vais leur faire bouffer des chips et des brownies à la pocheté
Jusqu'à voir apparaître deux gros ventres flasques.

An nom de toutes les pas jolies mais très gentilles
Au nom de toutes les révoltées contre les hommes
Je vais entrer par effraction chez les p'tits cons tombeurs de filles
Je vais leur faire "gueli gueli" pendant qu'ils dorment.

Au nom de toutes les allergiques aux agaces
Au nom de toutes les ennemies de Sharon Stone
Je vais m'asseoir au cinéma derrière un couple qui s'embrasse
Je vais éternuer dans les séquences cochonnes.

Au nom de toutes les frustrées du monde entier
Au nom des mangeuses de tires de Sainte Catherine
J'vais faire signer des pétitions contre le sexe à la télé
J'vais faire la chasse aux laminés de Marilyn.

Au nom de toutes les coquettes qui vieillissent
Et qui n'attirent plus le regard de leur mari
J'vais m'arranger pour trouver l'moyen d'faire pousser des varices
Sur les gambettes de pétards de Dynasty

Au nom de la désillusion et de la rage
Au nom des tentations secrètes des bonnes-sœurs
J'vais supplier le diable de faire apparaître un feu sauvage
Sur la grosse maudite bouche de Kim Basinger

Au nom de toutes les frustrées du monde entier
J'ai composé cette chanson thérapeutique
Plus on la gueule fort mesdames et plus on se sent libérée
Je la conseille à toutes les frustrées chroniques !

mercredi 28 avril 2010

La visite - Lynda Lemay

J'veux pas d'visite
Parce que j'ai pas passé l'balai
Parce que j'ai pas d'liqueur au frais
J'veux pas d'visite
J'veux pas leur dire comment je vais
Pis j'ai les cheveux tout défaits
J'veux pas d'visite
Parce qu'la maison est à l'envers
Parce que j'suis pas bonne cuisinière
J'veux pas d'visite
Parce qu'les cousins et les beaux-frères
Ça me tombe un peu sur les nerfs
Parce qu'la visite, ça parle fort
Et parce que c'est jamais d'accord
Parce que j'ai pas une grosse façon
parce que j'ai pas de plat d'bonbons
Parce que j'ai pas d'conversation
J'veux pas d'visite!
J'veux pas d'visite
Parce quand ça sonne à la porte
J'ai comme une envie d'être morte
Toute la visite
C'est hypocrite en arrivant
Et puis ça repart en mémérant
J'veux pas d'visite
Je veux qu'on me traite de sauvage
Et que ça s'dise dans l'voisinage
J'veux qu'on m'évite
Que les enfants demandent à leur mère
"Est-ce-que c'est vrai qu'c'est une sorcière?"
Parce qu'la visite, c'comme les fourmis
Ça rentre et puis ça s'multiplie
Ça revient tout le temps comme un cauchemar
Ça pense qu'on est content d'les voir
Ça coupe les films en plein milieu
Ça prend l'divan le plus moelleux
Ça nous condamne à la chaise droite
Ça prend racine, ça mange comme quatre
J'veux pas d'visite
J'ferme les lumières et les rideaux
J'fais ma prière, j'cache mon auto
J'veux pas d'visite
Parc'que j'déteste les surprises
Quand j'me promène en queue d'chemise
Parce qu'la visite, c'est pas futé
Ça fait du bruit, puis ça grignote
C'est des p'tites bêtes bien élevées
Faut leur faire bouffer des peanuts
Mais le problème, c'est qu'ça s'attache
Ça coûte une fortune de pistaches
Et quand ça fini par partir
Ça nous promet qu'ça va rev'nir...
...et ça revient !

lundi 26 avril 2010

Константин Симонов - Жди меня, и я вернусь

Жди меня, и я вернусь.
Только очень жди,
Жди, когда наводят грусть
Желтые дожди,
Жди, когда снега метут,
Жди, когда жара,
Жди, когда других не ждут,
Позабыв вчера.

Жди, когда из дальних мест
Писем не придет,
Жди, когда уж надоест
Всем, кто вместе ждет.

Жди меня, и я вернусь,
Не желай добра
Всем, кто знает наизусть,
Что забыть пора.

Пусть поверят сын и мать
В то, что нет меня,
Пусть друзья устанут ждать,
Сядут у огня,
Выпьют горькое вино
На помин души...
Жди. И с ними заодно
Выпить не спеши.

Жди меня, и я вернусь,
Всем смертям назло.
Кто не ждал меня, тот пусть
Скажет: - Повезло.

Не понять, не ждавшим им,
Как среди огня
Ожиданием своим
Ты спасла меня.

Как я выжил, будем знать
Только мы с тобой,-
Просто ты умела ждать,
Как никто другой.

samedi 24 avril 2010

Should I Laugh Or Cry

He stands towering over me beside my bed
Losing his head
Tells me I must take him seriously
Droning on the usual way
He's such a clever guy
And I wonder should I laugh or cry

He's (he's) dressed (dressed) in the striped pajamas that I bought
Trousers too short
Gives (gives) me (me) of his small philosophy
Carries on the way he does
And me I get so tired
And I wonder should I laugh or cry
High and mighty his banner flies
A fool's pride in his eyes
Standin' there on his toes to grow in size
(All I see is)
All I see is a big balloon
Halfway up to the moon
He's wrapped up in the warm and safe cocoon
Of an eternal lie
So should I laugh or cry

Strange (strange) how (how) dangerously indifferent I have grown
Cold as a stone
No (no) more (more) pain where there was pain before
Far away he rambles on, I feel my throat go dry
And I wonder should I laugh or cry

High and mighty his banner flies
A fool's pride in his eyes
Standin' there on his toes to grow in size
(All I see is)
All I see is a big balloon
Halfway up to the moon
He's wrapped up in a warm and safe cocoon
Of an eternal lie
So should I laugh or cry

jeudi 22 avril 2010

Acanac, дубль 2

Очередной прикол. Я конечно может со временем собиралась поключится к другому провайдеру, но мне это не горит. Чем меньше дома интернета, тем больше полезного я в этом доме делаю. И вот, кормила я завтраками своего бывшего провайдера, пока это ему не надоело. Сегодня меня официально отключили. Зато теперь знаю точную дату начала своего контракта. 22 апреля. Нада же. Весь год гадала когда у меня контракт начал действовать, когда мне модем прислали бракованный или когда нормально стал работать интернет. Ну теперь всё ясна. Они даже пытались меня заранее предупредить, звонили и писали. Я им конечно на мыло пару раз ответила, но позвонить и официально продлить кнтракт, так и не позвонила. Кароче, я подумаю. За пару недель ниче такого особенного не произойдет. Бывали мы и дольше без интернета. И не такое видали.
Без наличия интернета, сегодняшний вечер посвящен любимой библиотеке и ее бесплатному интернету. Сижу наслаждаюсь музыкой, найду что нить интересное, обязательно рипну. Набрала себе стопку большущую, сижу слушаю. Класс. Тут тихо и спокойно. Библиотечная атмосфера всегда действовала на меня успокаивающе. Надеюсь моё умиротворенное состояние после посещения любимого места пойдет на пользу, и я лучше отдохну. А то усталость от работы грозится перерости в хроническую, что в мои планы не входит.

mardi 20 avril 2010

C'est ça le jazz!

Mon bébé, on va se payer une fête
Où il y a du jazz!
Visant mes collants noirs, toi tu enfiles tes gaines
On va au jazz!
On démarre vers un bar sensuel
Où le gin est froid, le piano démentiel
On se soulera jusqu'à ce qu'on monte au septième ciel
C'est ça le jazz!

Coiffe ta tête et mets ta plus belle blouse
On va au jazz!
Paraît que le vieux Ronald va balancer son bull
Au coeur du jazz!
Attends-moi, je me déguise en chatte
J'amène de l'aspirine au cas où on s'éclate
Je veux que tu m'épates, que tu me mettes out klock
Par tout ce jazz!

Vide une flasque jusqu'à la dernière goutte
C'est ça le jazz!
Juste ici, entre mes lèvres rouges
C'est ça le jazz!
Mon bébé, on va brouiller le ciel
J'parie que Charles Hémaire n'est pas monté si haut
Car dans la stratosphère, on perdrerait le tempo
De tout ce jazz!

Mon bébé, on va s'payer une fête
C'est ça le jazz! C'est ça le jazz!
J'enfile mes collants noirs, j'ramasse mes cigarettes
C'est ça le jazz! C'est ça le jazz!
On démarre vers un bar sensuel
Où le gin est froid, le piano démentiel
On se saoulera jusqu'à ce qu'on monte au septième ciel
C'est ça le jazz!

Non, j'suis pas ta femme
Mais, j'ai pas mal à l'âme
C'est ça le jazz!
Le jazz!

dimanche 18 avril 2010

All that jazz!

Come on babe why don't we paint the town
and all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
and roll my stockings down
and all that jazz
Start the car I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
but the piano's hot!
It's justy a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

And all that jazz
And all that jazz
Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
I case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that

[Roxie Hart] (imagine)
Jazz

[Velma Kelly]
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake

[Company]
And all that jazz

[Velma Kelly]
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break

[Company]
And all that jazz

[Velma Kelly]
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle

[Company]
If she'd hear her baby's queer

[Velma Kelly]
For all that jazz

All that jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all
that
Jazz!
That Jazz!

vendredi 16 avril 2010

Billy Joel - In the middle of the night

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be lookin' for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross
Even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I'd never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for
(Two beat Pause)

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind

In the middle of the night (break)
Im not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That is runnin' to the promised land (Long Five beat Pause)

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night

mercredi 14 avril 2010

I Let The Music Speak

I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs
No poet has ever painted
Voices call out to me, straight to my heart
So strange yet we're so well acquainted
I let the music speak, with no restraints
I let my feelings take over
Carry my soul away into the world
Where beauty meets the darkness of the day

Where my mind is like an open window
Where the high and healing winds blow
From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me
I let them take me
(Let them wake me, let them now, let them take me)

Let it be a joke
Let it be a smile
Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry

Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn
Rustling down an old alley
And in the dead of night I find myself
A blind man in some ancient valley
I let the music speak, leading me gently
Urging me like a lover
Leading me all the way
Into a place
Where beauty will defeat the darkest day

Where I'm one with every grand illusion
No disturbance, no intrusion
Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me
I let them use me
(All illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion)

Let it be a joke
Let it be a smile
Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry

Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry

Let it be the joy of each new sunrise
Or the moment when a day dies
I surrender without reservation
No explanations
No questions why
I take it to me and let it flow through me
Yes, I let the music speak
I let the music speak

lundi 12 avril 2010

Dancing Queen

You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh see that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen

Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for a place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king

Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance

You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat
From the tambourine, oh yeah

You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh see that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen

You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave 'em burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance

You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat
From the tambourine, oh yeah

You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh see that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
Dig in the dancing queen

samedi 10 avril 2010

Me And I

Sometimes when I'm mad
There's a part of me that seems to be a little sad
Sometimes when I scream
There's a voice in me that says, "You shouldn't be so mean"
Oh no, oh no
Part of me is acting while the other stands beside
Yes, I am to myself what Jekyll must have been to Hyde

We're like sun and rainy weather
Sometimes we're a hit together
Me and I
Gloomy moods and inspiration
We're a funny combination
Me and I
I don't think I'm different or in any way unique
Think about yourself for a minute
And you'll find the answer in it
Everyone's a freak

Sometimes I have toyed
With ideas that I got from good old Dr. Freud
Nothing new of course
It may seem to you I try to break through open doors
Oh no, oh no
I just wanna say a lot of that applies to me
'Cause it's an explanation to my split identity

We're like sun and rainy weather
Sometimes we're a hit together
Me and I
Gloomy moods and inspiration
We're a funny combination
Me and I
I don't think I'm different or in any way unique
Think about yourself for a minute
And you'll find the answer in it
Everyone's a freak

Me and I...

We're like sun and rainy weather
Sometimes we're a hit together
Me and I
Gloomy moods and inspiration
We're a funny combination
Me and I
I don't think I'm different or in any way unique
Think about yourself for a minute
And you'll find the answer in it
Everyone's a freak

We're like sun and rainy weather
Sometimes we're a hit together
Me and I
Gloomy moods and inspiration
We're a funny combination
Me and I...

jeudi 8 avril 2010

When All Is Said And Done

Heres to us one more toast and then well pay the bill
Deep inside both of us can feel the autumn chill
Birds of passage, you and me
We fly instinctively
When the summers over and the dark clouds hide the sun
Neither you nor Im to blame when all is said and done

In our lives we have walked some strange and lonely treks
Slightly worn but dignified and not too old for sex
Were still striving for the sky
No taste for humble pie
Thanks for all your generous love and thanks for all the fun
Neither you nor Im to blame when all is said and done

Its so strange when youre down and lying on the floor
How you rise, shake your head, get up and ask for more
Clear-headed and open-eyed
With nothing left untried
Standing calmly at the crossroads,no desire to run
Theres no hurry any more when all is said and done

Standing calmly at the crossroads,no desire to run
Theres no hurry any more when all is said and done

mardi 6 avril 2010

Waterloo

My my, at Waterloo Napoleon did surrender
Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way

The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself

Waterloo
I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo
Promise to love you forever more

Waterloo
Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo
Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo
Finally facing my Waterloo

My my, I tried to hold you back but you were stronger
Oh yeah, and now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight

And how could I ever refuse?
I feel like I win when I lose

Waterloo
I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo
Promise you'll love me forever more

Waterloo
Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo
Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo
Finally facing my Waterloo

So how could I ever refuse?
I feel like I win when I lose

Waterloo
Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo
Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo
Finally facing my Waterloo

Waterloo
Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo
Finally facing my Waterloo

dimanche 4 avril 2010

Вкусняшка

Дурные примеры заразиnельны, но никогда бы не подумала, что и хорошими можно заразиться.
Подруга заразившись кулинарно-маниакальным синдромом оказывает и на меня благотворное влияние. 
Новый рецепт:
берёте йогурт клубниный, добавляете еще столовую ложку клубничного варенья или джема, наливаете рюмку кофейного бейлиса, взбить миксером до однородной массы. Наслаждайтесь вкусом.

vendredi 2 avril 2010

The Winner Takes It All

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history

I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence

Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The Gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear

The winner takes it all (Takes it all)
The loser has to fall (Has to fall)
It's simple and it's plain (Yes, it's plain)
Why should I complain

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name

Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide (Decide)
The likes of me abide (Abide)
Spectators of the show
Always staying low (Staying low)

The game is on again (All again)
A lover or a friend (Or a friend)
A big thing or a small (Big or small)
The winner takes it all (Takes it all)

I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand

I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see

The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all

Someone winner
Takes it all
And one loses
Has to fall

From a guide
From the side
Makes that feeling
Someone here

Takes it all
Has to fall
This is magic
Someone here