simo s no man s land

2011-11-08T21:00:00.002-06:00

Photo by : simo34744

THE EVIL MONK

by: Charles Baudelaire

HE ancient cloisters on their lofty walls
Had holy Truth in painted frescoes shown,
And, seeing these, the pious in those halls
Felt their cold, lone austereness less alone.

At that time when Christ's seed flowered all around,
More than one monk, forgotten in his hour,
Taking for studio the burial ground,
Glorified Death with simple faith and power.

And my soul is a sepulchre where I,
Ill cenobite, have spent eternity:
On the vile cloister walls no pictures rise.

O when may I cast off this weariness,
And make the pageant of my old distress
For these hands labour, pleasure for these eyes?

2011-07-26T20:23:00.002-06:00

To my beautiful daughter SELMA JASMINE

The Albatross
Charles Baudelaire

Often, to amuse themselves, the men of the crew
Catch those great birds of the seas, the albatrosses,
lazy companions of the voyage, who follow
The ship that slips through bitter gulfs.

Hardly have they put them on the deck,
Than these kings of the skies, awkward and ashamed,
Piteously let their great white wings
Draggle like oars beside them.

This winged traveler, how weak he becomes and slack!
He who of late was so beautiful, how comical and ugly!
Someone teases his beak with a branding iron,
Another mimics, limping, the crippled flyer!

The Poet is like the prince of the clouds,
Haunting the tempest and laughing at the archer;
Exiled on earth amongst the shouting people,
His giant's wings hinder him from walking.

— Translated by Geoffrey Wagner

Shajarian, MORGHE SAHAR,

2011-04-03T08:21:00.002-06:00

Freedom for the Iranian people....

O Morning bird, sadly sing and remind me
Of my pain afresh with a burning sigh
Break this cage and turn it upside down
Wing tied nightingale, leave the corner of this cage
Compose the song of freedom for the mankind
...And with a breath, set fire to the battlefield
Of the mass of this earth
The cruelty of tyrants and the injustice of huntsmen
Have broken my nest to the winds
O God, O turning globe, O nature
...Turn our dark night into dawn…

2011-03-29T18:49:00.003-06:00

Photo by : Majda .H

Your hearts on the loose
you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose
and this ain't no place for the weary kind

you called all your shots
shooting a ball at the corner truck stop
somehow this don't feel like home anymore

and this ain't no place for the weary kind
this ain't no place to lose your mind
this ain't no place to fall behind
pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

your body aches
playin' your guitar
sweatin' out the hay
the days and the nights
all feel the same
the whiskey has been
a thorn in your side
it doesn't forgive
the highway that carves your heart inside

and this ain't no place for the weary kind
this ain't no place to lose your mind
this ain't no place to fall behind
pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

your lovers one kiss
is to damn far from your fingertips
you are the man that ruined the world

Your hearts on the loose
you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose
and this ain't no place for the weary kind

"The Weary Kind "
by Ryan Bingham

2011-02-10T11:24:00.001-06:00

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

" Imagine "
By: John Lennon.

2010-11-24T19:27:00.002-06:00

saint cloud.FL

Photo by: simo34744

Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book
But the truth is not the same
Without the lies he made up.
Don't believe in excess
Success is to give
Don't believe in riches
But you should see where I live.
I, I believe in love.

Don't believe in forced entry
Don't believe in rape
But every time she passes by
Wild thoughts escape.
Don't believe in Death Row
Skid row or the gangs.
Don't believe in the Uzi
It just went off in my hands.
I, I believe in love.

Don't believe in cocaine
Got a speedball in my head
I could cut and crack you open
Did you hear what I said?
Don't believe them when they tell me
There ain't no cure.
The rich stay healthy
The sick stay poor.
I, I believe in love.

Don't believe in Goldman
His type like a curse
Instant karma's gonna get him
If I don't get him first.
Don't believe that Rock 'n' Roll
Can really change the world
As it spins in revolution
Yeah, it spirals and turns.
I, I believe in love.

Don't believe in the sixties
The golden age of pop
You glorify the past
When the future dries up.
Heard a singer on the radio
Late last night
Says he's gonna kick the darkness
Till it bleeds daylight.
I, I believe in love.

Feel like I'm fallin'
I'm spinnin' on a wheel
It always stops beside a name
A presence I can feel.
I believe in love.
Stop!

God Part II
By : U2

2010-10-22T20:16:00.006-06:00

Selma at kissimmee meet .

Et je reste des heures à regarder la mer
Le cœur abasourdi, les pensées de travers
Et je ne comprends rien à ce triste univers
Tout est couleur de pluie tout est couleur d'hiver
Je suis ce fier bateau qu'on vit un jour partir
Et qui n'en finit plus de ne plus revenir
La mer a ses amants qui s'enivrent de vent
La mer a ses amants qui se grisent à ses fêtes

Qui ne me comprend pas ne comprend pas la mer
Je n'aurai donc été en ce grand univers
Qu'un de ces marins-là qui vont en solitaire
Et l'inutile cri d'une inutile fête

Et je reste des heures
Et je reste des heures à regarder la mer

"À regarder la mer "
By : Alain barriere.

2010-09-01T16:23:00.001-06:00

cocoa beach.FL.
July 2010

No regrets, no tears.
Only a strange feeling,
slipping without falling.
I'll try another World
where the water is
not blue anymore,
another reallity.
Oh, my baby I love you,
My lady blue.
I'm looking for something
that I'll never reach.
I seek eternity.
No more sun, no more wind.
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/RDb ]
Only a strange feeling,
leaving without moving.
I'll try another World
and the sky slowly
fades in my mind.
Just like a memory.
No more reasons, no fears
Only this strange feeling,
giving without thinking.
Oh, my baby I love you,
My lady blue.
I'm looking for something
I'll never reach.
Baby, I love you
my lady blue.
I'm searching for something
that I'll never reach.
I seek eternity.

"My Lady Blue "
By :Eric Serra.

2010-08-18T13:18:00.003-06:00

Photo by : Zouhir Ibn farouk

Mothers Of The Disappeared

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall

Mothers Of The Disappeared
By : U2

2010-07-05T18:46:00.005-06:00

le travail de: Zouhir Ibn Farouk

Je n'étais rien, ou bien quelqu echose qui s'en rapproche,
J'étais vain et c'est bien c'que contenait mes poches.
J'avais la haine, un mélange de peur, d'ignorance et de gêne.
Je pleuvais de peine, de l'inconsistance de ne pas être moi-même.
J'étais mort et tu m'as rammené à la vie:
Je disais "j'ai, ou je n'ai pas"; tu m'a appris à dire "je suis".
Tu m'as dit: "le noir, l'arabe, le blanc ou le juif sont à l'homme ce que les fleurs sont à l'eau"

Oh, toi que j'aime et toi, que j'aime.
J'ai traversé tant d'avenues, tellement attendu ta venue
Qu'à ta vue, je ne savais plus si c'était toi, si c'était moi
Si c'était toi, Eh, toi que j'aime je crée ton nom
Dans le désert des villes que j'traversais car
Sûr de ton existence, je savais que tu m'entendrais
Et, toi, que j'aime, Oh, toi... que j'aime

Je n'étais rien, ou bien quelquechose qui s'en rapproche,
J'étais vain et c'est bien c'que contenait mes poches.
J'avais la haine, un mélange de peur, d'ignorance et de gêne.
Je pleuvais de peine, de l'inconsistance de ne pas être moi-même.
J'étais mort et tu m'as rammené à la vie:
Je disais "j'ai, ou je n'ai pas"; tu m'a appris à dire "je suis".
Tu m'as dit: "le noir, l'arabe, le blanc ou le juif sont à l'homme ce que les fleurs sont à l'eau"

Oh, toi que j'aime et toi, que j'aime.
Ni la rue, ni les drames, ne m'ont voilé à ta vue
Même au plus bas, même quand j'disais que tout était foutu!
Je t'aimais comme si je te voyait,
Car si je ne te voyait pas, je savais que j'étais vu par toi.
Et, toi que j'aime. Tu es un lion et ton coeur est un soleil
L'ultime secours de ceux perdus dans leur sommeil.
Et, toi, que j'aime, Oh, toi... que j'aime

Je n'étais rien, ou bien quelque chose qui s'en rapproche,
J'étais vain et c'est bien c'que contenait mes poches.
J'avais la haine, un mélange de peur, d'ignorance et de gêne.
Je pleuvais de peine, de l'inconsistance de ne pas être moi-même.
Tu es, tu es l'alchimiste de mon coeur
Et, toi, que j'aime, Oh, toi... que j'aime,
Eh.... oh, toi que j'aime...
"l alchimste "
By : Abd Al Malik

Tony Bennett - Fly me to the moon ( with Lyrics)

2010-04-30T19:20:00.001-06:00

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, in other words
I love ... you

"Fly me to the Moon "
by: Frank Sinatra

2010-02-17T18:56:00.002-06:00

un très bel hommage pour The BOSS.

2010-01-22T19:48:00.002-06:00

SELMA.
January 22 , 2010

There's a place out on the edge of town sir
Risin' above the factories and the fields
Now ever since I was a child I can remember that mansion on the hill

In the day you can see the children playing
On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel
Steel gates that completely surround sir the mansion on the hill

At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride through the streets of a town so silent and still
Park on a back road along the highway side
Look up at that mansion on the hill

In the summer all the lights would shine there'd be music playin' people laughin' all the time
Me and my sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill

Tonight down here in Linden Town I watch the cars rushin' by home from the mill
There's a beautiful full moon rising above the mansion on the hill

Mansion On The Hill
by : Bruce springsteen

2009-12-14T20:33:00.002-06:00

saint cloud.FL.
december 14 2009

photo by : simo34744

The City of the Dead XX

Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which Nature had spread her comely garments. Now I could breathe.

I looked back, and the city appeared with its magnificent mosques and stately residences veiled by the smoke of the shops.

I commenced analyzing man's mission, but could conclude only that most of his life was identified with struggle and hardship. Then I tried not to ponder over what the sons of Adam had done, and centered my eyes on the field which is the throne of God's glory. In one secluded corner of the field I observed a burying ground surrounded by poplar trees.

There, between the city of the dead and the city of the living, I meditated. I thought of the eternal silence in the first and the endless sorrow in the second.

In the city of the living I found hope and despair; love and hatred, joy and sorrow, wealth and poverty, faith and infidelity.

In the city of the dead there is buried earth in earth that Nature converts, in the night's silence, into vegetation, and then into animal, and then into man. As my mind wandered in this fashion, I saw a procession moving slowly and reverently, accompanied by pieces of music
that filled the sky with sad melody. It was an elaborate funeral. The dead was followed by the living who wept and lamented his going. As the cortege reached the place of interment the priests commenced praying and burning incense, and musicians blowing and plucking their instruments, mourning the departed. Then the leaders came forward one after the other and recited their eulogies with fine choice of words.

At last the multitude departed, leaving the dead resting in a most spacious and beautiful vault, expertly designed in stone and iron, and surrounded by the most expensively-entwined wreaths of flowers.

The farewell-bidders returned to the city and I remained, watching them from a distance and speaking softly to myself while the sun was descending to the horizon and Nature was making her many preparations for slumber.

Then I saw two men laboring under the weight of a wooden casket, and behind them a shabby-appearing woman carrying an infant on her arms. Following last was a dog who, with heartbreaking eyes, stared first at the woman and then at the casket.

It was a poor funeral. This guest of Death left to cold society a miserable wife and an infant to share her sorrows and a faithful dog whose heart knew of his companion's departure.

As they reached the burial place they deposited the casket into a ditch away from the tended shrubs and marble stones, and retreated after a few simple words to God. The dog made one last turn to look at his friend's grave as the small group disappeared behind the trees.

I looked at the city of the living and said to myself, "That place belongs to the few." Then I looked upon the trim city of the dead and said, "That place, too, belongs to the few. Oh Lord, where is the haven of all the people?"

As I said this, I looked toward the clouds, mingled with the sun's longest and most beautiful golden rays. And I heard a voice within me saying, "Over there!"

Khalil Gibran

2009-10-30T20:04:00.001-06:00

Duerme en mi jardin
los nardos y las rosas, las blancas azucenas,
mi alma, muy triste y pesarosa
a las flores quiere ocultar su amargo dolor

Yo no quiero que las flores sepan
los tormentos que me da la vida
si supieran lo que estoy sufriendo
por mis penas llorarian tambien

Silencio que estan durmiendo
los nardos y las azucenas
no quiero que sepan mis penas
porque si me ven llorando moriran

2009-09-24T17:36:00.003-06:00

lakefront .Kissimmee .FL.
September 24 , 2009
photo: simo34744

L’étranger

Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis ? Ton père, ta mère, ta soeur ou ton frère ?
- Je n'ai ni père, ni mère, ni soeur, ni frère.
- Tes amis ?
- Vous vous servez là d’une parole dont le sens m'est restée jusqu'à ce jour inconnu.
- Ta patrie ?
- J'ignore sous quelle latitude elle est située.
- La beauté ?
- Je l’aimerais volontiers, déesse et immortelle.
- L’or ?
- Je le hais comme vous haïssez Dieu.
- Eh ! qu'aimes-tu donc, extraordinaire étranger ?
- J'aime les nuages... les nuages qui passent... là-bas... là-bas... les merveilleux nuages !

"L’étranger "
Baudelaire.

2009-08-21T19:30:00.005-06:00

lakefront . saint cloud.FL
august ,21 2009

le spleen du moment...quand la vie devient un labyrinthe aux couloirs de reponses sans questions...quand les mots eparpillent leur cendres au gres des vents de la connerie humaine..
et puis ,
il y a l espoir de croire a un autre reve...une autre vie.
oh ! yeah , a dream...

2009-07-26T10:15:00.002-06:00

anna maria island. Florida.
july 2009

I don't need your answered prayers
Or the chains your lover wears
I don't need your rings of gold
Or the secrets that you hold
Lift me up,
Lift me up and I'll fall with you lift me up
Let your love lift me up

I don't need your sacred vow
Or the promise tomorrow brings
Veiled behind the morning clouds
I'll take the fate the daylight brings
Lift me up, darling
Lift me up and I'll fall with you lift me up
Let your love lift me up

When the morning bright
Lifts away this night
In the light above
We will find our love, we will find our love

Your skin, your hand upon my neck
This skin, your fingers on my skin
This kiss, this heartbeat, this breath
This heart, this heart, this wilderness
Lift me up, darling
Lift me up and I'll fall with your lift me up
Let your love lift me up

" Lift Me Up "
by : bruce springsteen

2009-06-09T17:27:00.002-06:00

There's a lipstick sunset

Smeared across the August sky

There's a bitter sweet perfume

Hanging in the fields

The creek is running high

And I left my lover waiting

In the dawn somewhere to wonder why

By the end of the day

All her sweet dreams would fade

To a lipstick sunset

Well, a radio was playing

And that ol' summer heat was on the rise

I just had to get away

Before some sad old song

Brought tears to my eyes

And Lord I couldn't tell her

That her love was only killing me

By the end of the day

All her sweet dreams would fade

To a lipstick sunset

Well it's pretty as a picture baby

Red and blushing just before the night

Maybe love's like that for me

Maybe I can only see

As you take away the light

So hold me in the darkness

We can dream about the cool twilight

'Til the dawning of the day

When I make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset

There will come another day

When I make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset

There will come another day

Then I'll make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset

" lipstick sunset "
by : john Hiatt

2009-05-05T18:11:00.002-06:00

Quand le spleen de la vie ronronne dans le silence de mes pensees , j ecoute le maitre etaler ses verites sur la lumiere de mes nuits ...
et puis , le jour se leve...
Merci Monsieur Ferre.

2009-04-22T17:47:00.002-06:00

photo by : simo34744

Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now
Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling alright
I got some money in my pocket and a long lean ride
I got to make it down to Galveston by Saturday night, now

Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
Got a little lost along the way

I'm just around the corner to the light of day
Well, I'm just around the corner to the light of day

Been driving five hundred miles, got five hundred to go, yeah
I got rock and roll music on the radio
I got a brother on a rig just off the gulf coast
He says the girls down there, well they're really the most, man

Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
I got a little lost along the way

Just around the corner to the light of day
Just around the corner to the light of day
I'm just around the corner to the light of day
I'm just around the corner to the light of day

Well I got thrown out of work on the Kokomo
Don't ask me what I'm doing, I don't know
I hope he wasn't joking when he wrote me that letter
Things can't get any worse, they got to get better

Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
I got a little lost along the way

" light of day "
Bruce Springsteen

2009-03-22T16:46:00.003-06:00

photo by : simo3474

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Oh, Oh, Oh
Sweet child o' mine
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Oh, Oh, Oh
Sweet child o' mine
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Sweet love of mine

"Sweet Child O' Mine "
by : Guns N' Roses

2009-02-27T20:02:00.001-06:00

photo by : simo34744

Down here the river meets the sea

And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me

Love comes out of nowhere baby, like a hurricane

And it feels like rain

Underneath the stars lying next to you

Wondering who you are baby

How do you do?

When the clouds blow in across the moon

And the wind howls out your name

Feels like rain

We'll never make that bridge tonight

Across lake Ponchartrain

Feel like rain

Batten down the hatches

But keep your heart out on your sleeve

A little bit of stormy weather, that's no cause for us to leave

Just stay here baby, in my arms

Let it wash away the pain

Feels like rain .

" Feels Like Rain "
John hiatt.

2009-01-29T19:05:00.002-06:00

'Queen Of The Supermarket '

There's a wonderful world where all you desire
And everything you've longed for is at your fingertips
Where the bittersweet taste of life is at your lips
Where aisles and aisles of dreams await you
And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air
At the end of each working day she's waiting there

I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket
As the evening sky turns blue
A dream awaits in aisle number two

With my shopping cart I move through the heart
Of a sea of fools so blissfully unaware
That they're in the presence of something wonderful and rare
The way she moves behind the counter
Beneath her white apron her secrets remain hers
As she bags the groceries, her eyes so bored
And sure she is unobserved

I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket
There's nothing I can say
Each night I take my groceries and I drift away, and I drift away

With guidance from the gods above
At night I pray for the strength to tell the one I love
I love, I love, I love her so
I take my place in the checkout line
For one moment her eyes meet mine
And I'm lifted up, lifted up, lifted up, lifted up, lifted away

I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket
Though a company cap covers her hair
Nothing can hide the beauty waiting there
The beauty waiting there

As I lift my groceries into my cart
I turn back for a moment and catch a smile
That blows this whole fucking place apart
I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket
I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket

'Queen Of The Supermarket '
Bruce Springsteen

2009-01-04T20:31:00.004-06:00

photo by : simo34744

to : Fatima . A.K.A : tima - Belgium

You've Got a Friend

When you’re down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
And you know whereever I am
I’ll come running, oh yeah baby
To see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And I’ll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You’ve got a friend.

If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I’ll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They’ll hurt you and desert you.
Well they’ll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don’t you let them.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don’t you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you’ve got to do is call.
Lord, I’ll be there, yes I will.
You’ve got a friend.
You’ve got a friend.
Ain’t it good to know you’ve got a friend.
Ain’t it good to know you’ve got a friend.
You’ve got a friend.

"You’ve got a friend."
by : james taylor.

2008-12-14T13:04:00.005-06:00

photo by: simo34744

ON N'EST PAS SERIEUX QUAND ON A DIX-SEPT ANS

On n'est pas sérieux quand on a dix-sept ans
Un beau soir, foin des bocks et de la limonade,
Des cafés tapageurs aux lustres éclatants !
On va sous les tilleuls verts de la promenade.

Les tilleuls sentent bon dans les bons soirs de juin !
L'air est parfois si doux, qu'on ferme la paupière ;
Le vent chargé de bruits, - la ville n'est pas loin, -
A des parfums de vigne et des parfums de bière...

Voilà qu'on aperçoit un tout petit chiffon
D'azur sombre, encadré d'une petite branche,
Piqué d'une mauvaise étoile, qui se fond
Avec de doux frissons, petite et toute blanche...

Nuit de juin ! Dix-sept ans ! On se laisse griser.
La sève est du champagne et vous monte à la tête...
On divague, on se sent aux lèvres un baiser
Qui palpite là, comme une petite bête...

Le coeur fou robinsonne à travers les romans,
Lorsque, dans la clarté d'une pâle réverbère,
Passe une demoiselle aux petits airs charmants,
Sous l'ombre du faux-col effrayant de son père...

Et, comme elle vous trouve immensément naïf,
Tout en faisant trotter ses petites bottines,
Elle se tourne, alerte, et d'un mouvement vif...
Sur vos lèvres alors meurent les cavatines...

Vous êtes amoureux. Loué jusqu'au mois d'août.
Vous êtes amoureux. Vos sonnets la font rire.
Tous vos amis s'en vont, vous êtes mauvais goût.
Puis l'adorée, un soir, a daigné vous écrire !...

Ce soir-là,... vous rentrez aux cafés éclatants,
Vous demandez des bocks ou de la limonade...
On n'est pas sérieux quand on a dix-sept ans
Et qu'on a des tilleuls verts sur la promenade.

Poème d'Arthur Rimbaud
interprete par Léo Ferré

2008-11-12T20:52:00.002-06:00

photo by:simo34744

Can't see nothin' in front of me
Can't see nothin' coming up behind
I make my way through this darkness
I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me
Lost track of how far I've gone
How far I've gone, how high I've climbed
On my back's a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder a half mile line

Come on up for the rising
Com on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

Left the house this morning
Bells ringing filled the air
Wearin' the cross of my calling
On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here

Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

Spirits above and behind me
Faces gone, black eyes burnin' bright
May their precious blood forever bind me
Lord as I stand before your fiery light

I see you Mary in the garden
In the garden of a thousand sighs
There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light
May I feel your arms around me
May I feel your blood mix with mine
A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancin' on the end of the line

Sky of blackness and sorrow ( a dream of life)
Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life)
Sky of glory and sadness ( a dream of life)
Sky of mercy, sky of fear ( a dream of life)
Sky of memory and shadow ( a dream of life)
Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life ( a dream of life)

Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

" the rising "
By: Bruce Springsteen

2008-10-19T19:54:00.003-06:00

Photo by : Zouhir Ibn farouk

Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny so sharp
And the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York girls

Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl

Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night
Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off

Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy

Sandy, the angels have lost our desire for us
I spoke to 'em just last night and they said they won't set themselves on fire for us anymore
Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from heaven on their Harleys they come and they go
And you can see 'em dressed like stars in all the cheap little seashore bars parked making love with their babies out on the Kokomo
Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
This boardwalk life for me is through
You know you ought to quit this scene too

Sandy the aurora's rising behind us, the pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever

" 4 th of july, asbury park(Sandy)"
Bruce Springsteen

2008-09-29T20:36:00.002-06:00

22 fevrier 1936
30 septembre 1999.

a Ma Defunte Mere ,
pour sa sagesse , sa grace , son Amour , et pour la grandeur de son esprit...
Mima , tu me manques...

2008-09-17T20:18:00.002-06:00

Photo by:simo34744

I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven
I said "there's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk, that's where it should have stopped
She slipped me a number, I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse On highway 29

It was a small town bank, it was a mess
Well I had a gun, you know the rest
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin', her and me we headed south
On highway 29

In a little desert motel, the air it was hot and clean
l slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream
I woke in the morning washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the borderline
The winter sun, shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me
Something had been comin' for a long long time
And something that was here with me now
On highway 29

The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline
She wasn't sayin' nothin'', it was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow and sky and pines
I closed my eyes and I was runnin',
I was runnin' then I was flyin'

"highway 29 "
Bruce Springsteen

2008-09-03T18:58:00.002-06:00

photo by : Zouhir Ibn Farouk

to Zouhir ibn Farouk and his wonderful wife.

the summer that I was baptized
my father held me to his side
As they put me to the water
he said how on that day I cried
We were prisoners of love, a love in chains
He was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a Cain

All of the old faces
ask you why you're back
They fit you with position
and the keys to your daddy's Cadillac
In the darkness of your room
your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces, the places, the names
You know it's never over it's relentless as the rain
Adam raised a Cain

In the Bible Cain slew Abel
and East of Eden he was cast
You're born into this life paying
for the sins of somebody else's past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins, you inherit the flames
Adam raised a Cain

Lost but not forgotten, from the dark heart of a dream

"Adam raised a Cain "
By: Bruce Springsteen

2008-08-30T18:43:00.002-06:00

song by :Rage Against The Machine

Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back
Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the southwest
No home no job no peace no rest

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct

The highway is alive tonight
But where it's headed everybody knows
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad

Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Mom I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand
Or decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me."

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' downhere in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad

Bruce Springsteen
"The Ghost Of Tom Joad"

2008-08-14T20:11:00.002-06:00

to my " khanza "

When I lost you honey sometimes I think I lost my guts too
And I wish God would send me a word
send me something I'm afraid to lose
Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives
I get shivers down my spine and all I wanna do is hold you tight

I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes
And to taste your tender charms
And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms

Tonight there's fallen angels and they're waiting for us down in the street
Tonight there's calling strangers,
hear them crying in defeat.
Let them go, let them go, let them go,
do their dances of the dead (let'em go right ahead)
You just dry your eyes girl, and c'mon c'mon
c'mon let's go to bed, baby, baby, baby

There's machines and there's fire waiting on the edge of town
They're out there for hire but baby they can't hurt us now
Cause you've got, you've got, you've got,
you've got my love, you've got my love
Through the wind, through the rain, the snow, the wind, the rain
You've got, you've got my, my love
heart and soul

"drive all night "
Bruce Springsteen

2008-08-01T20:48:00.004-06:00

Ana maria island.Florida.
august 2008
photo by : simo34744

There's a place out on the edge of town sir
Risin' above the factories and the fields
Now ever since I was a child I can remember that mansion on the hill

In the day you can see the children playing
On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel
Steel gates that completely surround sir the mansion on the hill

At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride through the streets of a town so silent and still
Park on a back road along the highway side
Look up at that mansion on the hill

In the summer all the lights would shine there'd be music playin' people laughin' all the time
Me and my sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill

Tonight down here in Linden Town I watch the cars rushin' by home from the mill
There's a beautiful full moon rising above the mansion on the hill

"mansion on the hill"
Bruce Springsteen

2008-07-19T22:10:00.002-06:00

Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder's rollin' down this track
You don't know where you're goin'
But you know you won't be back
Darlin' if you're weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We'll take what we can carry
And we'll leave the rest

Big Wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams

I will provide for you
And I'll stand by your side
You'll need a good companion for
This part of the ride
Leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Tomorrow there'll be sunshine
And all this darkness past

Big wheels roll through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams

This Train...
Carries saints and sinners
This Train...
Carries losers and winners
This Train...
Carries whores and gamblers
This Train...
Carries lost souls
This Train...
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train...
Faith will be rewarded
This Train...
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train...
Bells of freedom ringin'

This Train...
Carries broken-hearted
This Train...
Thieves and sweet souls departed
This Train...
Carries fools and kings
This Train...
All aboard

This Train...
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train...
Faith will be rewarded
This Train...
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train...
Bells of freedom ringin'

LAND OF HOPE AND DREAMS
By: bruce springsteen

2008-06-04T20:01:00.008-06:00

to anass chadly . bordeaux .

Sometimes I wonder
Just what am I fighting for?
I win some battles
But I always lose the war
I keep right on stumblin'
In this no-man's land out here

But I know
Mmmmm yes, I know
There must be a better world somewhere

Flying high
Some joker clips my wings
Just because he gets a kick
Out of doing those kind of things
I keep on fallin' in space
Or just hangin' in mid-air

But I know
Ohh yes, I know
There has just got to be a better world somewhere

Every woman I want
Only wants herself
Everybody I love
Seems to love somebody else
And every woman
Got a license to break my heart
And every love, oh it's over
Over before it gets a chance to start

If it ain't dead
Maybe in the year after
Instead of tears
I'll learn all about laughter
But meanwhile I'm stuck out here

It just ain't fair, but I know
I said I know
Oh yes, I know
There must be a better world somewhere
There's just gotta be
Gotta be a better world somewhere

- There Must Be A Better World Somewhere -
by : B.B.King

Photo:simo34744

2008-05-19T19:58:00.004-06:00

..........,

A mon pere

1931-2008

2008-02-14T19:21:00.006-06:00

In Candy's room, there are pictures of her heroes on the wall
But to get to Candy's room, you gotta walk the darkness of Candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys
When I come knocking, she smiles pretty, she knows I wanna be Candy's boy
There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
A sadness all her own, from which no man can keep Candy safe

We kiss, my heart's rushes to my brain
The blood rushes in my veins, fire rushes towards the sky
We go driving, driving deep into the night
I go driving deep into the light, in Candy's eyes

She says baby if you wanna be wild
You got a lot to learn, close your eyes
Let them melt, let them fire, let them burn
Cause in the darkness, there'll be hidden worlds that shine
When I hold Candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine

She has fancy clothes and diamond rings
She has men who give her anything she wants, but they don't see
That what she wants is me
Oh and I want her so
I'll never let her go, no no no
She knows that I'd give all that I got to give
All that I want, all that I live to make Candy mine
Tonight

CANDY'S ROOM
Bruce Springsteen

photo by: simo34744

2007-11-22T19:11:00.002-06:00

photo by: simo34744

Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world, we're going racin' in the street

I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
I blew that Camaro off my back and drove that little girl away
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs "Baby did you make it all right"
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands

Tonight tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For goin' racin' in the street

racing in the street
bruce springsteen

photo by: simo34744

2007-09-24T19:23:00.000-06:00

train station- bouznika -morocco
july 2007
photo by: simo34744

" The wind will crack in winter time
This bomb-blast lightning waltz
No spoken words, just a scream...

Tonight we'll build a bridge
Across the sea and land
See the sky, the burning rain
She will die and live again
Tonight

And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning
Light's in the distance

Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home "

-A Sort Of Homecoming -
by : U2

2007-08-30T09:50:00.000-06:00

photo by: simo34744
dahomey beach. july 2007

A l’arrière train du bus 14 comme à la remorque de la vie, je suis amorphe coté fenêtre
les yeux assis dans le vide à ne surtout pas me demander si la vie me considère comme un
brave.
Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave.
Tourner en rond dans ces ruelles de la vie que même les lampadaires n’éclairent plus.
Etre baigné dans le noir et pourtant se croire dans la lumière totalement nue. Sortir la
tête de l’eau ou se noyer dans le fantasme…
Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave.
Je me blesse tout le temps avec le tranchant de l’orgueil. Je suis de ceux qui lentement
deviennent leur propre cercueil. Je suis aveuglé par des murailles de tour, je me dis :
il ne peut rien y avoir derrière ces rempart.
Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave.
Avoir la prétention d’être soit, on se connaît toujours trop peu. Donner du sens, cette
pensée me rend exceptionnel en ce lieu. Provincer mon existence, il fut un temps où
Paris, j’y serais allé même à la nage.
Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave.

Au volant de ma Z3 bleu ciel comme aux commandes de ma vie. Je suis les cheveux au vent
de cette vie blonde que je conduis, à me demander si je crois à la justice, je dirais
que je suis heureux d’être à ma place.
Je viens d’un lieu où rien n’est jamais vraiment grave.
Rouler à fond sur l’autoroute de la vie, tellement éclairé qu’on en perd la vue. Prendre
son bain debout. Un problème, des solutions, n’en parlons plus. Voir l’argent comme un
moyen et non comme une fin ça calme.
Je viens d’un lieu où rien n’est jamais vraiment grave.
[La Gravité Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com]
Je ne suis pas de ceux qui considère être quelqu’un parce que je suis né avec quelque
chose. Je suis tellement égoïste que je pense plus aux autres qu’à moi, c’est drôle.
Mais il m’arrive d’être triste et ses joues mouillées, ce sont de vraies larmes. Même si…
Je viens d’un lieu où rien n’est jamais vraiment grave.
Avoir mal à la bourgeoisie comme Che Guevara. Se lever chaque matin sans réellement
savoir pourquoi. Souffrir du non sens, une maladie qui n’épargne aucun personnage.
Je viens d’un lieu où rien n’est jamais vraiment grave.
Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave.
La gravité. Mesdames et Messieurs.

" La Gravité "
by: Abd Al Malik

2007-03-20T19:26:00.000-06:00

MONSIEUR :ALIFI HAFID

When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold
When they built you, brother, they broke the mold

They say you can't take it with you, but I think that they're wrong
'Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone
Gone into that dark ether where you're still young and hard and cold
Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Now your death is upon us and we'll return your ashes to the earth
And I know you'll take comfort in knowing you've been roundly blessed and cursed
But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told
And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold

That attitude's a power stronger than death, alive and burning her stone cold
When they built you, brother

Terry's Song
bruce springsteen

2007-01-29T17:54:00.000-06:00

The bats are in the belfry
the dew is on the moor
where are the arms that held me
and pledged her love before
and pledged her love before

It's such a sad old feeling
the fields are soft and green
it's memories that I'm stealing
but you're innocent when you dream
when you dream
you're innocent when you dream
Running through the graveyard
we laughed my friends and I
we swore we'd be together
until the day we died
until the day we died

I made a golden promise
that we would never part
I gave my love a locket
and then I broke her heart
and then I broke her heart

Tom Waits - Innocent when you dream.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Md7iv0Rg1LU

2006-07-05T17:06:00.000-05:00

But I remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me
they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse
that sends me down to the river
though I know the river is dry
That sends me to the river tonight
Down to the river
my baby and I
Oh down to the river we ride.
"the river"
By : Bruce Springsteen

2006-03-12T18:43:00.000-06:00

Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets.
- backstreets-
by bruce springsteen.
photo by : ibn farouk Zouheir http://www.lejournal-hebdo.com/article.php3?id_article=3394

2006-03-07T20:31:00.000-06:00

2006-03-04T21:51:00.000-06:00

Tu sais je reviendrai
Je reviendrai souvent
Dans ce putain de champ
Où tu dois te reposer
L'été je ferai de l'ombre
On boira du silence
À la santé d'Constance
Qui se fout bien d'ton ombre
Et puis les adultes sont tellement cons
Qu'ils nous feront bien une guerre
Alors je viendrai pour de bon
Dormir dans ton cimetière
Et maintenant bon DieuTu as bien rigolé
Et maintenant bon Dieu
Et maintenant j'vais pleurer.
" fernand"
par : jacques Brel.
photo by: simo34744

2006-02-26T12:12:00.000-06:00

"And the angel of imagination
She lit your fiery vision bright
Let your flame burn into the night
I saw you knocking with your heart
She gives me religion "
"She Gives Me Religion"
VAN MORRISON
photo by : simo34744

2006-02-19T12:23:00.000-06:00

this one is for :DAOUS...
" But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyesOf all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach roadIn the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind so Mary climb in
It's town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win ."
- thunder road-
by :Bruce springsteen
photo by: simo34744

2006-02-11T19:49:00.000-06:00

" sittin ' here resting my bones
and this loneliness won t leave me alone , yes ,
two thousand miles i roam
just to make this dock my home."
- ( sittin ' on ) the deck of the bay -
by : otis redding- 1968

photo by:simo34744

2006-02-11T19:46:00.000-06:00

mon ange a moi... mon amerique a moi ...selma .

2006-02-11T18:03:00.000-06:00

Annuaire Maroc

2006-02-06T19:38:00.000-06:00

juste une petite pensee pour mon ami zouheir ibn farouk... t es ou ?? paris texas ou paris zaghoura??.

photo by: ibn farouk zouheir. http://www.lejournal-hebdo.com/article.php3?id_article=3394

2006-01-26T20:11:00.000-06:00

this one is for my friend " harry" ....

" i live now, only with strangers

i talk to only strangers

i walk with angels that have no place

streets of fire "

- streets of fire -

LP: darkness on the edge of town. 1978.

bruce springsteen

photo by:simo34744

2006-01-26T20:06:00.000-06:00

le vertige de la vie...

photo by:simo34744

2006-01-10T17:28:00.000-06:00

l illusion de vivre dans le passe...

photo by:simo34744

2005-12-21T11:27:00.000-06:00

december floridien...

photo by:simo34744

2005-12-21T11:26:00.000-06:00

http://p079.ezboard.com/bmorocco

2005-12-01T21:32:00.000-06:00

le pavillion marocain a epcot-disney.
et a moroccan band .

photo by: simo34744