mother I see nothing at all

I lean in
to the well
black water
what can you tell
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
the moon
belly full of light
all big and bright
all alone
in the sky
alone as I
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
I thought I saw
your face
how I wished
it would be your face
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
I lean in
to the well
black water
what can you tell


Mirel Wagner - The Well

nous rirons à pleines dents

Barbara Carlotti, L'Idéal

Nous passerons nos vies
Dans des lieux sublimes
A lire en sirotant l’alcool
Des textes décadents
Sur la nature de l’Homme
Sur ses plaisirs futiles
Et nous rirons à pleines dents

Idéal, idéal, idéal, idéal

Devant la mer, des êtres androgynes
Danseront tous les soirs
Dans leurs robes d’argent
Et nous confondrons
Dans nos vagues pupilles
Les reflets de l’eau et le soleil fondu
Sur l’accord de septembre

Idéal au bord de mer
Idéal et délétère
Idéal et délicieux
Idéal et déluré

L’idéal doit exister

Nous passerons nos vies
Dans des maisons de pierre
Dressées dans la nature
Meublées d’objets anciens
De frugal banquet devant le ciel clair
Pour simple nourriture la musique et le vin

Idéal, idéal, idéal, idéal

A vivre demi-nus, de fruits et de soleil
De poésie subtile
Verlaine, Rimbaud, Baudelaire
Du vin coulant à flots
Quelques habits de fête
Juste ce qu’il faut
Rien ou presque

L’idéal doit exister 

there's nothing about you I won't take

Julie Delpy - Something a bit vague

would you like to know me?

Wye Oak, Holy Holy

Oh how it rocked me, the day you came in

Sadie and the Hotheads - Mama's Hands

(your bones are my bones, your skin is my skin. parabéns ao júnior cá da casa)

I'm in love with a guy from the poster

Nathalie And The Loners, Poster Guy 

Go on, leave the seeds to break and swell

Secrets spun as thin as summer threads
hidden in the hems of summer dresses,
"It's only skin, warming skin" you said.
Innocence will bow and kiss your forehead.
How the heat will beat beat beat it from your breath,
Go on, leave the seeds to break and swell.

Tell me all your troubles, I'll tell mine.
Show every weapon you've been hiding.
"It's only skin, warming skin" I'll say.
Innocence can swallow every silence.
Come come! Color all your visions red!
Come come! Has the darkness lost it's sway?

It's only skin, warming skin
It's only skin, warming skin
It's only skin, warming skin
It's only skin, warming skin

Laura Gibson - Skin, Warming Skin

no death can tear us apart

Mirel Wagner - No Death

o coração que me deixaste é uma casa difícil de habitar

A Naifa - De cara a la pared

there is no life I know to compare with pure imagination

Jolie Holland - Pure Imagination