Altar
I don’t forgive youfor not answering meI don’t forgive youfor hurting me soBecause I was not justone more guyAnd this one has feeling,this one has will...And he will be ignoring youfor you’ve forgottento be true with him.The love that was stuck insideYou’ve not been brave enoughto send it to the strongA tricky path from the land of the wrongWhat can I say now thatyou come with your begging heart ?But any men around,men of genius or fool of a guyO he stands agroundYour lunacy a killerYour Art a terrorYour Love in a bunkerYour Pride your honourFeed my retreat to some distant towerLost in the clouds, lost in my mind I raised it higherFar from the place where youand I built some altarTo sacrify my candourSimple and true should yourlove come to his heart
I was born (Champion)
Your son will be a championJeremy shall be a starDon’t you think he is man enough ?To decide his way on its ownYou wanted me to be a bankerTo place your hand over the worldYou fit it in me with a hammerNow look deeply in my eyesSee I lost it the shineDo you think it might work betterfor my brother ?That I was born to be looser ?You never could have been a singerFor your father he was a farmer...You trained me to be a soldierFor the pride of your fatherYou shot straight to my heartLike a sniper...Now look deeply in my eyesSee I lost it your prideYou never could have been a singerFor your father he was a farmer...
Eternally
[I am eternally free, come to me... come to me]I got over the worldI got all over those human wordsI am eternally freeOne could be a regular killerFeed the world with a revolutionBe not more than a creativewith no solutionDreaming brings us to the treeBeing under valuated against human beingEqual to the seaBrother to the windSister of the beeWe’ll never gonna win...
Princess of the wind
I will never know how to talk to youTo hug you or simply to touch youWoman of my dreamIn a way that won’t hurt or hurt meif you do refuse meWoman of my dreamMy legs are trembling and voice hesitatingI play a part and that’s no choiceThat’s the movie of my life and I can’t controlWomen of dreamsWe could walk hand in hand on the beach,I would have someone to spend the summer withAnd get a glimpse of a slightly possibilityFor being uncontrollably happyI would sign up for a week a month or a yearJust to get an idea..Even if black is darker after thisFor hope will be brighter and freePrincess of the wind
End of travelling
So damn cold in the desert of SiberiaDusty on the roads of BurmaDesperately longing for the night in PatagoniaI feel the warmth of your lovewhen I am so far from homeI want you with me down in VietnamEmbracing the home of Buddha in NepalI want the warmth of your love herewith me in this songSo barely stuck home tonightThe whiteness of my skin in PeruFiercely seeking God’s heart in DuluthBut what really is in the mind of a HutuAnd all the dishes taste bitter tonightI take a trip over there in LittletonBuy myself a bag full of gunsTo catch an once of the madness in MichiganI need the warmth of your love whenI leave my soul in the danger zoneSo barely stuck home tonight
Illustrations (c) Cécile Le Breton