Birthdayz (2016)

moi moi moi, je suis la la la!
toi toi toi, ou es tu toi toi toi?

combien de temps va-t-on attendre ?
combien d’argent ça va me prendre ?
combien d’années à espérer ?
autant de semaine a patienter.

1 jour 1 siècle se ressemblent,
des nuits des pluies, mais pas ensemble.
comme ci le monde était plus lent,
qu’est-ce qu’ils fabriquent ces assistants ?

mois mois mois, ça fait des mois mois moi!
toi toi toi, t’as pas de toit toit toit!

introspection, remise en cause
jouent avec nous ou nous oppose,
parfois faisant contradiction,
qu’est-ce qu’elle en pense la commission?

la vie pourrait être une fable
bien plus jolie bien confortable.
mais par ici c’est si fréquent,
pas toujours juste, pas évident.

toi toi toi, sans parents toi toi toi!
moi moi moi, sans enfants la la la!
toi et moi on est,
moi et toi on est,
on est, on est, on est adoptable…

it makes me see, it makes me be
magnetizing sun, its bright and it burns
it’s like a stream, invisible string
taking me right, to my real life

sweet intuition, strong intuition
lift me up to the perception
whip me up on the right direction
sweet intuition, strong intuition

when i fall i know, you’ll be waiting there so
my landing will be prepared
and i won’t be shattered
you are like thread coming out of a ball
silently sewing a protecting towel
covering me, covering me

it makes me hear, it’s crystal clear
i could be a dolphin, i could be a deer
it’s like a snake, creeping in my stomach
so instinctive and instructive

sweet intuition, strong intuition
lift me up to the perception
whip me up on the right direction
sweet intuition, strong intuition

you make me see, you make me be
magnetizing sun
you bright and you burn
you make me hear
it is crystal clear
you lead me, you lead me…

this young girl, she is lost in a war
this young girl, she is fighting so hard
not scared, not frightened..
she can’t stand humiliation

no choice, she claims..
undercover, then discovered
no sound from her mouth, not even disturbed

those bastards, they are killing her friends
those bastards are turning her life to hell
not scared or frightened..

no choice, she thinks..
still alive she is
no sound from her mouth, not even disturbed

that war is over but
as a woman, the ordeal is not

incapable of being normal,
she is going to travel
observing those resistants
not as a combatant
describing this violence..

then love shows up, so powerful
but in his custom, so not allowed
no choice, she knows..

another country, another war
another city, another war…

then back, then bored,
she’s having another battle
here in a hospital
nursing unlucky people

she writes
she tells
(old lady she is)

no choice, she says.

no lyrics for the moment …x2
are you kidding me?

no, no words are coming next …x2
are you kidding me

no more no more no more time
no more no more no more lines …x2

loosing loosing loosing rhymes …x2

show me show me the mode
help me finding the mood
i think i did the best i could

my language has been lost
my inspiration’s flopped
do you think i’d better stop?

..

only only for a second
i didn’t say my last word

this time i got no lyrics but
i’m gonna try to fill the blank

is that
too late too late too late now?
too late too late too late now…

give me a baby

make it grow, let it be

i don’t want to miss it
let us try to fix it
half of you & half of me
9 month of complicity
make this collusion be reality
certainly, i have the ability