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"Pale blue eyes" ,des Velvet Underground (d'ailleurs c'est ma signature),je l'ai découverte avec le film Adventureland (certes,j'ai découvert pleins de trucs avec ce film),le personnage principal disait que c'était sa "chanson de déprime favorite".
Bon,ce n'est pas une chanson "déclaration",alors je ne sais pas si ça compte.
Sinon je dirais..."La plus belle chanson d'amour" of the Wampas =D
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed
Elle à 28 ans à cette époque, et elle chante la passion amoureuse magnifiquement. Mais ce qui me touche également, c'est qu'en 2000, elle a repris sa propre chanson...Elle à 57 ans, et ce n'est plus la même chanson, plus la mêmes voix...Je trouve cela sublime.
Il y a aussi Love Sickde Bob Dylan, moins "joyeux" mais beaucoup plus "réaliste" (complexité du sentiment amoureux, etc.), enfin je trouve.
I’m walking through streets that are dead
Walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone’s distant cry?
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping
I’m sick of love but I’m in the thick of it
This kind of love I’m so sick of it
I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow
I’m sick of love; I hear the clock tick
This kind of love; I’m love sick
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I feel like I’m being plowed under
Could you ever be true? I think of you
And I wonder
I’m sick of love; I wish I’d never met you
I’m sick of love; I’m trying to forget you
Just don’t know what to do
I’d give anything to be with you
De toutes façons les chansons d'amour triste m'ont toujours plus parlé que les chanson d'amour heureux (snif).
Oh je sens que je vais souvent poster ici, au fur et à mesure que ça me vient . Big Up à Dance Me To the End of Love et Pale Blue Eyes.
Here Without you, desByrds :
"Daytime just makes me feel lonely At night I can only dream about you
Girl you're on my mind nearly all of the time
It's so hard being here without you"
"The streets that I walk on depress me
The ones that were happy when I was with you
Still with all the friends I know and with all the things I do
It's so hard being here without you."
"Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
I am just a dreamer,
but you are just a dream,
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip."
Cette chanson, ses paroles et son clip me laissent à chaque mot sans mot :
"Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
No longer can I resist the guiding light
It gives me the power to keep up the fight
Love...thy will be done
Since I have found you my life has just begun
And I see all of your creations as one Perfect complex
No one less beautiful or more special than the next
We are all blessed and so wise to accept
Thy will love be done
Love, thy will be mine
And make me strive for the glorious and divine
I could not be more, more satisfied
Even when there's no peace outside my window
There's peace inside
And that's why I no longer run
Love thy will be done"