Ils

À la pêche aux moules, moules, moules,
Je n'veux plus aller maman,
Les gens de la ville, ville, ville,
M'ont pris mon panier, maman...

Il n'y a plus rien

Si tu savais ce que je sais
On te montrerait du doigt dans la rue
Alors il vaut mieux que tu ne saches rien
Comme ça, au moins, tu es peinard, anonyme, Citoyen !

Tu as droit, Citoyen, au minimum décentA la publicité des enzymes et du charmeAu trafic des dollars et aux traficants d'armes
Qui traînent les journaux dans la boue et le sang
Tu as droit à ce bruit de la mer qui descend
Et si tu veux la prendre elle te fera du charme
Avec le vent au cul et des sextants d'alarme
Et la mer reviendra sans toi si tu es méchant

Les mots... toujours les mots, bien sûr !
Citoyens ! Aux armes !Aux pépées, Citoyens ! A l'Amour, Citoyens !
Nous entrerons dans la carrière quand nous aurons cassé la gueule à nos ainés !
Les préfectures sont des monuments en airain... un coup d'aile d'oiseau ne les entame même pas...
C'est vous dire !
Nous ne sommes même plus des juifs allemands
Nous ne sommes plus rien

Il n'y a plus rien

Des futals bien coupés sur lesquels lorgnent les gosses, certes !
Des poitrines occupées
Des ventres vacants
Arrange-toi avec ça !

Le sourire de ceux qui font chauffer leur gamelle sur les plages reconverties et démoustiquées
C'est-à-dire en enfer, là où Dieu met ses lunettes noires pour ne pas risquer d'être reconnu par ses admirateurs
Dieu est une idole, aussi !
Sous les pavés il n'y a plus la plage
Il y a l'enfer et la Sécurité
Notre vraie vie n'est pas ailleurs, elle est ici
Nous sommes au monde, on nous l'a assez dit
N'en déplaise à la littérature
Les mots, nous leur mettons des masques, un bâillon sur la tronche
A l'encyclopédie, les mots !
Et nous partons avec nos cris !
Et voilà !
Il n'y a plus rien... plus, plus rien



Léo Ferré

PanDorA

Chegar ao fim do dia e ter sono. Só sono.
Vontade de dormir, de desaparecer, de se encafuar.
Nem olá, nem adeus. Só o sentimento de auto-comiseração.
E é assim que acordamos. Sem olá, sem adeus.
Sem ninguém. Nem sequer nós próprios.
Passa o dia flatulento. Queremo-lo rápido, lento, rápido, lento.
Queremo-lo curto e queremo-lo grande. Pois não o ter já sabemos não poder.
Mais um dia mais uma queda, mais uma prova falseada, fugida, mais um e outro e outro subterfúgio.
Se rir é ser, eles são demais. Se querer é perder, caímos de mais.
E não haver mão, não haver rosto, é o pior suplício que pode haver. Mas para que os hajam, uns não os vão poder ter.
Restam-nos os olhos. As imagens. O juízo. E a renúncia. No fundo, tudo o que temos é a renuncia.

Contudo, dirão, Pandora só fechou a caixa quando tudo tinha saído...

Krafty

Some people get up at the break of day
Gotta go to work before it gets too late
Sitting in a car and driving down the road
It ain't the way it has to be

But that's what you do to earn your daily wage
That's the kind of world that we're living in today
Isn't where you wanna be
And isn't what you wanna do

Just give me one more day (one more day)
Give me another night (just another night)
I need a second chance (second chance)
This time I'll get it right (This time I'll get it right)

I'll say it one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
I've got to change your mind (I've got to change your mind)
I'll never let you go

You've got to look at life the way it oughta be
Looking at the stars from underneath the tree
There's a world inside and a world out there
With that on tv you just don't care

They've got violence, wars and killing too
All shrunk down in a two-foot tube
But out there the world is a beautiful place
With mountains, lakes and the human race
And this is where I wanna be
And this is what I wanna do

Just give me one more day (one more day)
Give me another night (just another night)
I need a second chance (second chance)
This time I'll get it right (This time I'll get it right)

I'll say it one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
I've got to change your mind (change your mind)
I'll never let you go

Just give me one more chance (one more chance)
Give me another night (just another night)
With just one more day (one more day)
Maybe we'll get it right (You know I'll get it right)

I'll say it one last time (one last time)
I've got to let you know (I've got to let you know)
If I could change your mind (change your mind)
I'll never let you go

New Order - Krafty

Para todos os que tentaram comer o céu e caíram do escadote.

She's Lost Control

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,And said
I've lost control again,
And a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.
And she turned around and took me by the hand and said,
I've lost control again.
And how I'll never know just why or understand,She said I've lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,
I've lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.
She said I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
Well I had to 'phone her friend to state my case,
And say she's lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I've lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

She's Lost Control by Joy Division -1979