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427 Alligators

427 alligators
On wings of saffron cashmere
I light my last cigarette
I'm waiting for you1
On this hysterical highway
Which takes us to the mutants
I've swapped my heart for a cudgel
I'm waiting for you
I know that you had destructive beauty
And a winning smile until your last breath
I know that your jaws exude agony
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
427 alligators
With tails of zinc and blood
I knock back a snort
I'm waiting for you
In this strange carnival
They sold Homo sapiens
In order to buy back Neanderthals
I'm waiting for you
And the factories are good at retraining
There will never be enough morphine for everyone
Especially for those who say you like to make it last
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
427 alligators
With long phosphorescent looks
I blow my nose, put my socks back on
I'm waiting for you
And I block my tomorrows
I know that the flies are getting ready
Around the feast table
I'm waiting for you
And I'm waiting for them to erect your next grave[s]
I've missed the other war for photography
I hope that your corpse[s] will be well decayed
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
427 alligators
With venomous and sticky fangs
I give my skeleton a brush
I'm waiting for you
The village idiot queues up
And holds out his membership card
To take his place at the great fire
I'm waiting for you
I hear the wind whistling below the crosses
And I see the vampires leaving their coffins
To come to greet the nuclear angels
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
427 alligators
With claws of gold and diamond
I know that the hemlock is ready
I'm waiting for you
I know that in your alchemy
The atom is worth travellers' cheques
And it suffices as a alibi
I'm waiting for you
In the shadow of your power plants, I spit out my cancer
I seek a new name for my metamorphosis
I know that my children will be called to the earth
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
427 alligators
With brains made of jasper and silver
It is time to ring in the celebration
I'm waiting for you
You have taste in great art
And on my electric meter
I have the portrait of the tacky prince
I'm waiting for you
I know that from now on to live is a pun
Death has become a permanent state
The world belongs to ghosts, hyenas and vultures
Me, I say to you 'bravo' and 'long live death!'
 
  • 1. 'Vous' is used throughout the song, meaning the plural 'you' or the formal 'you'.
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My Life is a Souvenir

No one in the room talking to me
I see in the dream only your face
Your chair is empty, the last roses are dead
Like a star that burns up at night
 
My life is just a souvenir
Just a memory of the time with you
My life is just a souvenir
That knows no future
As long as life separates us
 
Just as there was none before you
To whom I was committed
So will you too be happy with no one else
I just hope you can see it
 
My life is just a souvenir
Just a memory of the time with you
My life is just a souvenir
That knows no future
As long as life separates us
 
My life is just a souvenir
Just a memory of the time with you
My life is just a souvenir
That knows no future
As long as life separates us
 
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What's going on with you?

Thousands of souls hiding in metal-sheet shacks
You wear the world on your shoulders like an ant
You bend like a willow tree, but you don't break
You wear the world on your shoulders like an ant
 
Houses, castles
Walls of sand, walls of wind
A breath from the future that blows us away
Like the rotting leaf of a tree
Yellow and golden in the setting sun
Like a dog that fell silent
So, what's going on with you?
I'm asking
What's going on with you?
I'm asking
So, what's going on with you?
 
Houses, castles
Walls of sand, walls of wind
A flawless crystal, purer than diamond
That turns into sand in our hands
Just sand
Like sand under our eyelids
When we fall asleep
Like a movie suddenly stops
So, what's going on with you?
I'm asking
So, what's going on with you?
I'm asking
So, what's going on with you?
 
Houses, castles
Walls of sand, walls of wind
A wind from the future that blows us away
Like the rotting leaf of a tree
Yellow and golden in the setting sun
Like a dog that fell silent
So, what's going on with you?
I'm asking
So, what's going on with you?
I'm asking
So, what's going on with you?
 
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Taste Of Love

They all come to an end, all those loves you thought was endless
The fighter hopes, all take a step back and surrender
Your unborn feelings all get killed by firing squad
But you take the taste of the love, anyway
 
Every pain grows the flower in you up
You turn back to yourself, this is the reality of the love
Every pain grows the flower in you up
You turn back to yourself, this is the reality of the love
 
Believe, believe me you get really upset
Its you, you're getting late to
Don't forget, you'll take the taste of love anyway
Baby, you'll get upset
Its you, you're getting late to
Don't forget, you'll take the taste of love anyway
 
That desires all melt and waste away
You feel the pain as a compensation for all that years, tomorrows are hard
Love is what you have left in your hands at the end, it is the law of this world
Don't forget, you'll take the taste of love anyway
 
Every pain grows the flower in you up
You turn back to yourself, this is the reality of the love
Every pain grows the flower in you up
You turn back to yourself, this is the reality of the love
 
Believe, believe me you get really upset
Its you, you're getting late to
Don't forget, you'll take the taste of love anyway
Baby, you'll get upset
Its you, you're getting late to
Don't forget, you'll take the taste of love anyway
 
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Withering of the Leaves

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I cried out without hearing out the murmur of the moon:
'Oh, where are you, lapwing's song and curlew's call,
How I long for your joyful and warm-hearted words,
For the road is endless and my burden is heavy...'
The paling moon has descended between drowsy hills.
And I fell asleep upon Echtge, where rivers begin,
Forest leaves have withered not because of the wind -
Because of my dreams,
Becasue of my dreams,
The ones I have told.
 
I know of a trail where the witches wander in the dark of the night,
Rising with a smile from the depths of the lake,
Each one with a crown of pearl and a spindle;
I know where amidst island meadows
The Danaan kin whirl in dance and tread over dew
When the foam gleams under the dim light of the moon,
Forest leaves have withered not because of the wind -
Because of my dreams,
Becasue of my dreams,
The ones I have told.
 
I know of the sleepy land, where two swans
Bound with a golden chain sing as they fly,
A king and a queen there are like under a spell,
Having drunk of song's beauty, they learned of happiness and weakness,
Heeding to the voice of wisdom, they wander deaf and blind.
They are upon Echtge, where rivers begin,
Forest leaves have withered not because of the wind -
Because of my dreams,
Becasue of my dreams,
The ones I have told.
 
Because of my dreams, because of my dreams,
The ones I have told upon Echtge, where rivers begin...