tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52071668611648525142024-03-05T11:49:37.739+01:00SHAY IDEZShay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-13851041320423943742013-02-22T22:33:00.000+01:002013-02-22T22:33:41.046+01:00"Rêve" / Claude BORDAT<br />
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De profundis </div>
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Sur le fond de mes nuits l'espoir, de son majeur</div>
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Dessine entre nous un espace intolérable </div>
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Obsédant silence, interminable attente</div>
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J'ai peur du réveil comme on a peur du vide </div>
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Je ne vois que l'infini attrait de tes lèvres
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Tes effluves se répandent, renforçant mes ardeurs</div>
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Au petit matin, toujours du vertige hanté</div>
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Je déteste le temps et la réalité </div>
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Jaloux de ce qui vivent au royaume des songes</div>
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Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-30383741159723850792012-08-05T23:49:00.004+02:002012-08-05T23:58:10.793+02:00"Rêve..." / Salvador Dali (1944)<div style="text-align: center;">
Le rêve pour certains serait que nulle ne reste sage,
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Se perdre, dans les cieux des articles sans lendemain.<br />
Moi ; Je veux un roman, un simple torrent de passion,<br />
Et qu'il conserve en son coeur une flamme éternelle.
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Ils veulent cueillir l'amour sur leurs passage,<br />
N'avoir, pour se servir, qu'a tendre la main.<br />
Je veux cultiver la passion, entrer en fusion,<br />
Fini le désert de nos vie, voici l'oasis charnelle.<br />
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Même si tout ce rêve n'est qu'une chimère, <br />
Une douce rêverie, un but nous berçant, <br />
C'est toujours préférable à la saveur amère <br />
Des troubles aux coeurs et autres regrets mordants.<br /><br /></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Toi mon apside</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">En ce lieu profane</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Moi ton dipsomane</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Je dessine un monde</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Où tu trouveras place</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mon esprit vagabonde</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mais jamais je m’en lasse</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Lumineux et frêle</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Ce si grand trésor</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mon âme le cisèle</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Comme un songe d'or</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mon être se consume</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">J’ai besoin de mon nord</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Qu’il dissipe ma brume</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Lucida Grande";">
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</style></div><div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mais je ne le serais plu</span></div><div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Car tu es à moi seul</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">À jamais assidu.</span></div><br />
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</style> <div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Volupté de l'ignorance. </span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Gare au silence de véhémence,</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Au récidive de l'invective,
</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Au temps du "un point c'est tout".</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Entre l'être et le paraître,</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Quelques nuances qui font tout.</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Des petits soucis en apparence,
</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Mais ce n'est qu'apparat, bien sûr.
</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Ceux qui brûlent de plaisir
</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">A l'idée d'un mensonge coupable</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Ont pris goût au cimeterre</span></div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: .1pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Pour retourner les hémisphères.</span></div><div align="center" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-77339024550533772992011-10-18T23:05:00.000+02:002011-10-18T23:05:20.462+02:00"Rooms by the Sea" / Edward Hopper (1951)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Moi qui n'ai d'autre essence,<br />
Moi qui n'ai d'existence,<br />
Que par ce mot<br />
Venu du fond de mes rêves.<br />
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<img border="0" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmk4KhJn1bZJ8LSSdn1xOzPCcDQCCjdBd4vJL6s7Su7C7au1zx_uir5k47PJhQwQwtNvWsS2f-R7-WDiDhAStRRRIDixX-hOs-Rd6K894COHLWB-l9gHfHqQSs6vA0XRdMaasjnFRdVsd/s320/Rooms+by+the+Sea+Edward+Hopper.jpg" width="320" /></div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-87973375006169297642011-10-18T23:00:00.000+02:002011-10-18T23:00:36.827+02:00"Summer Evening" / Edward Hopper (1947)<div style="text-align: center;">Je ne suis pas.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Je ne suis que par vous.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Je ne suis pas bien.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Je ne suis que moi<br />
Et même cela<br />
C'est vous.</div><br />
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Sur ses collines prépubère.<br />
La sève de ma solitude<br />
Coule sur son corsage.<br />
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<img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhan_tQwbdQaHiP3MmNGhqPwvdWGyHm8l878hOJzw7Cftixc6FdSaKV-rJgu-rbuYeNHWkiPaxKlbPJmCwm68CzosDnEmLxnoAgM9Rars2MKYwfJZoNURddyztcwdC_-3HHmfyk59hVVOXw/s320/Summer+Interior+Edward+hopper.jpg" width="320" /></div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-56450810444346353042011-10-18T22:32:00.000+02:002011-10-18T22:32:35.514+02:00"Matrix Revolutions" / Andy et Larry Wachowski (2003)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Le métro de ma mort<br />
Est l'aiguille de mon temps.<br />
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</div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-48696781993980172002011-10-02T06:45:00.001+02:002011-10-02T06:47:03.564+02:00"Lithium" / Nirvana - Kurt Cobain (1992)<div style="text-align: center;">Je serai euphorie, mais cela me plaît,<br />
Suivant mon propre va-et-vient,<br />
Aussi irritant que possible. <br />
<br />
Je me vois badin aussi indu qu'il est possible.<br />
<br />
Je serai apathie, mais cela me défait,<br />
Suivant mon propre va-et-vient,<br />
Aussi déconcertant que nuisible.<br />
<br />
Je me vois anodin aussi fendu qu'il est possible.<br />
<br />
Comme une source éternelle,<br />
Un flot insatiable de maux,<br />
Jaillissent éternellement.<br />
<br />
Je vois mon chemin aussi tordu qu'il est possible,<br />
Au bord du précipice, j'abhorre cette acculement.</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/pkcJEvMcnEg?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-6536617987062829232011-08-23T21:30:00.000+02:002011-08-23T21:30:31.205+02:00"Le promeneur au-dessus des brumes" / Caspar David Friedrich (1818)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Il y aura toujours un berger
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Disposant le pieu du bûcher
<br />
De l’hérétique offert au Saint-Atone.<br />
<br />
Il y aura toujours
<br />
Des petit français bêlant <br />
À la vue d’une burqa.<br />
<br />
Toujours <br />
Des petit français ânonnant <br />
À la vue d’une kippa. <br />
<br />
Il y aura toujours
<br />
Tout ces maudits autochtones <br />
Illuminés du téléviseur.
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<br />
Toujours
<br />
La coercition du libre arbitre <br />
L’abdication devant la vitre.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="text_exposed_show">Tu ne subsiste plu…</span></span></div><br />
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J’écoute battre mon coeur, ce n’est sans doute qu’une idée<br />
J’essaye de fermer les yeux, mais sa ne veut pas passer.<br />
N’y aura-t-il jamais personne, quelqu’un pour me désenvouter...<br />
<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Un brin malsain, pour une fois je me couche,<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Mais... Quel sainte n’y touche...<br />
<br />
C’est regard à peine déguisé, je ne peut plus les supporter.<br />
Partir à l’aube ou ne rien faire, je ne peux me décider.<br />
Je m’abrite sous le poids de mes maux, j’ai bien peur de m’être déguisé.<br />
Mais alors que dois-je faire, je suis totalement dépassé.<br />
<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Un brin malsain, pour une fois je me couche,<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Mais... Quel sainte n’y touche...<br />
<br />
Quand elle appel mon corps, je l’aime plus fort,<br />
Vipère au sein d’un corps conquistador de l’adultère.<br />
Quand elle ampute mon coeur, je ne compte mes heures,<br />
Elle fait de moi un décor, espérant son retour.<br />
<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Un brin malsain, pour une fois je me couche,<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Mais... Quel sainte n’y touche...<br />
<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Un brin malsain, pour une fois je me couche,<br />
Elle a maudit la fièvre de ma bouche,<br />
Mais... Quel sainte n’y touche...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Shay IDEZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02930195232265791529noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5207166861164852514.post-41452888453254298202010-10-11T22:24:00.000+02:002011-01-07T23:13:19.851+01:00"Woman at the Window" / Salvador Dali (1925)<div style="text-align: center;">Franchement, c'est quoi ta vie?<br />
Ton apparence photocopie<br />
Viens par ici que je te l'arrache.<br />
Laisse moi, page après page,<br />
Découvrir ton vrai visage.<br />
Franchement, c'est quoi ta vie?<br />
Tu me laisses abasourdie<br />
Comme si tu étais détaché.<br />
Fille de narcisse, reine de ton cœur<br />
Toujours aussi fière quand tu pleures?<br />
<br />
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I try,<br />
Whatever I do, I thinking of you.<br />
<br />
Franchement, c'est quoi ta vie?<br />
Heureuse dans un monde du "moi",<br />
Qui laisse certains aux abois,<br />
Marginalise ses affranchis,<br />
Et abandonne ses mioches.<br />
Franchement, c'est quoi ta vie?<br />
Pantin d'une sinécure démocratique<br />
D'un monde de pensé académique,<br />
Qui décolore nos approches<br />
Et minimise nos envies.<br />
<br />
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I try,<br />
Whatever I do, I thinking of you.<br />
<br />
Franchement, c'est quoi ta vie?<br />
Arrête avec ton acrimonie,<br />
Au-delà de tes velléités<br />
Ne botox pas ces vérités.<br />
<br />
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I try,<br />
Whatever I do, I thinking of you.</div><br />
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