Sébastien Schuller cuisine sa mélancolie avec une arborescente subtilité: "Weeping willow" saules courageux contre morosité climatique

5 commentaires:

superdupont II a dit…

rigolo, c ma chanson préférée de cet artiste.

Fièvre de Monarc' a dit…

et moi mon arbre ;o))

Anonyme a dit…

Au jeu du portrait chinois si j'étais un arbre je serais un saule pleureur ou un baobab (à une époque); l'on rasé dans la cour de récré... Mon fils ne pourra pas aller rêver dessous, snif.
Ex Anne Onyme

Unknown a dit…

Moi je serais un Pin parasol avé les cigales dedans, et le ciel bleu au-dessus évidemment! hi hi!
Smack!

Fièvre de Monarc' a dit…

Did you hear them call you
Did you hear the wind of dream just passing by
There is another whole world hanging there... upside down
Did you see them dress you
Did you feel your elbows tied up side by side
Someone has brought me a new straight costume... in an asylum

In the mildness of the spring
You feel creepy like a worm
In your lost enchanted brain
You're proud to go

Did you hear them squeaking
Did you see your broken wings just flying by
They drop me in this fairground... abnormal
Could you hear them howling
Could you breathe inside your well-known plastic bag
It was a mean to get away from this... accident

In the mildness of the spring
You feel creepy like a worm
In your lost enchanted brain
Weeping willow

With the fairness of your skin
You feel funny in this world
In your lost enchanted dreams
You're proud to go... You're proud to go