jeudi 29 janvier 2009

mardi 27 janvier 2009

FLY AWAY


I wish that I could fly

Into the sky

So very high

Just like a dragonfly

Id fly above the trees

Over the seas in all degrees

To anywhere I please

Oh I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah yeah yeah

Lets go and see the stars

The milky way or even mars

Where it could just be ours

Lets fade into the sun

Let your spirit fly

Where we are one

Just for a little fun

Oh oh oh yeah !

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah yeah yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah yeah yeah

I got to get away

Feel I got to get away

Oh oh oh yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah yeah

Oh yeah !

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah yeah

I got to get away

I want to get away x4

Yeah

I want to get away

I want to fly away

Yeah with you yeah yeah

I got to get away

I want to get away x4

Yeah

I want to get awayI

want to fly away

Yeah with you

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah


LENNY KRAVITZ

CREEP


When you were here before,

Couldn't look you in the eye

You're just like an angel,

Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather

In a beautiful world

I wish I was special

You're so very special

But I'm a creep,

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,

I wanna have control

I want a perfect body

I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice when

I'm not around

You're so very specialI wish

I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out the door

She's running out

She run run run run...run... run...

Whatever makes you happy

Whatever you want

You're so very special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

samedi 17 janvier 2009

BLACK JESUS


They call me white devil, black jesus

Heaven closes, hell freezes

Egos trippin, scripts keep flippin

Bloods keep bloodin, crips keep crippin

Time keeps slippin and I keep fallin

I cant see but I hear them callin, ballers ballin

Players playin, haters fightin, righteous prayin

Dont forget manhattan keep makin, brooklyn keep takin

Shook ones keep shakin, no time for fakin

Know what I mean, I aint choppin no bars just risin like cream

If you diggin the scene, you feelin the vibe

Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive

Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x4


They call me black jesus, white moses

Heaven freezes, hell closes

B-boy posin, punk rock chicks, kids are alright but I need my fix

If you diggin the mix, feelin the drugs, if you keepin it real

If you livin like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs

Come back on the run and kiss my love gun

Got a look thatll kill, voice thatll carry

Half a dozen women that think I want a marry

I got trouble on my mind, Im refusin to lose

But still I got a find someone to abuse, Im gonna run spread the news

Help say the word, jump the fuck back and just act like you heard


(chorus)

They call me white devil, black jesus

Heaven closes, hell freezes

Black jesus, white moses

Heaven freezes, hell closes

Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x5


They call me white sinner, black martyr, live wire

Fire starter, jungle brother, red neck cracker, freak of nature

New world slacker, sex junkie lookin for a dealer

You can play the leper girl and I can play the healer

Shit is only gettin realer, baby havent you heard

That the bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word

It go one for the trebble, two for the times, and three for my homies and four for the dimes


Singin lemons to the limes to the break of dawn

Excuse me (six minutes) everlast you on

And it go on and on like a rolling stone, baby, anywhere I lay my hat is my home


(chorus)

They call me white devil, black jesus

Heaven closes, hell freezes

Black jesus, white moses

Heaven freezes, hell closes

Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x18



*EVERLAST*

jeudi 15 janvier 2009

vendredi 9 janvier 2009

Fille Berbère











Une fille berbère, une fille épicée si chaude et si sexy quand elle dépose ces flammes sur votre langue quand vous la goûtez c’est comme l’ Harissa ; elle est Harissa, harissa chaude, étouffante, et étincelante…








Une fille Berbère qui vous fait dansez de désirs comme les flammes dans le Kanoun. Vous dansez au bruit de la darbouka et vous essayez de rattraper le rythme mais vous échouez sur son regard, mais elle c’est la meilleure danseuse, une danse de ventre et elle excelle dans cet art…








J'aime les filles Berbères, filles chaudes, torrides, brulantes, flamboyantes…... Elle à une peau brunâtre, un scellement brunâtre dorée, une étincelle de soleil qui brûle les doigts de celui qui ose toucher….








Poivron rouge, piment entièrement rempli, non on appelle ça Fillfill, pleine de convoitise et de tentation ?
Vous vous retenez ; vous regardez et c’est l’embrasement, elle aime votre odeur pendant que vous devenez fumée se levant dans le ciel et raconter que « ELLE » est flammes …








Pendant que vous devenez Bakhour, odeur douce, suave, exquise qui s’éloigne pour raconter ses charmes mortels….








Une fille Berbère, yeux foncés, sombres comme le charbon, cheveux ténébreux, foncés comme le bois de chauffage prêt à vous tirer dans le monde de l'enfer où votre cœur sera consumé, comme du Mechoui….








J'aime les filles Berbères, filles chaudes. Les yeux foncés, les cheveux ténébreux qui aiment le Harkouss ; qui vous désarment et vous ne combattez pas l'arôme ce ces lignes, quand sa chair se déplace ce n’est que pour arrêter le battement de votre cœur….








Les filles douces Berbères, la créature délicieuse qui ce se détale et vous voulez plus d’elle, douceur endormante, saveur raffinée comme une Degla. Sa voix ressemble au bruit des tambours qui transforme votre cœur on une Percussion déroutante ; une chanson qui rappelle le passé, les histoires d’autan, des civilisations, des contes, et des contes… oui, j'aime les filles Berbères, filles chaudes…




















_Faithinlove_ ( Traduction _BILLY_)




















A berber girl, a spicy girl so hot and so sexy puts to flames your tongue when you taste her like Harissa does; she is Harissa, hot harissa, scorching, and sizzling… A Berber girl makes your desires dance like the flames in the Kanoun. You dance to the sound of the darbouka and try to catch the rhythm but you fail for she is a better dancer, a belly dancer that exels in this art. I love Berber girls, hot girls.

A brownish skin, she has, a golden brownish skin brunt by sun to burn the fingers of the one who dares to touch, red pepper, fully filled, full, Fillfill, with lust and temptation?
You stand; you look at her and blaze; she likes your smell as you become smoke rising in the
air and telling of her fires, as you become Bakhour, sweet smell of Bakhour spreading to tell of her lethal charms. A Berber girl, dark eyes, dark like coal, dark hair, dark like firewood ready to pull you in the world of inferno where your heart will be mash, mush like mush, mush mushy, Mechoui. I love Berber girls, hot girls.

Dark eyes, dark hair like Harkouss that disarm you and you fail to fight the smell and the lines, the eyebrows, tender lines they move to stop the beat of your heart.
Sweet Berber girls, sweet creature that makes you want more of her, sweetness dangling, digging-lagging like Degla. Her voice resembles the sound of drums that turns your heart into an ever-banging drum; a song that recalls the past, the stories of the bygone, civilisations, tales, and tales …

Yes, I love Berber girls, hot girls…






-Faithinlove-