The girl, the fish, and the mermaid (2010)

I hold him in a bowl.
A mermaid has been waiting for so long.

She can’t get through to the fish, he’s trapped.
The fish doesn’t know what to do.

The girl wants him to swim into the ocean,
but she’s scared he'll get lost.

Every time he ideals the Mermaid and he hears her calls.
He calls her too.
But it's hard, through the glass and the girl's eyes.

Singing, enchanting, she’s mythical but dangerous.
She's getting to the beach, the mermaid is closer.

The girl, she won't let the fish free,
Feed him, watch him swim,
she wants to take care of him.

He's happy in the bowl, he thinks,
but he's willing to risk the sea.

This mermaid could drown, reaching, torturing
He can't leave the bowl, but he suffocates too,
Lose his master, she'd have to go fishing a new.

They're all trapped, by the sea
Should the girl set him free?

Teresa & Sabina (2010)

I feel the daemons in me
Who am I trying to be?

Teresa

Fear, weakness and heaviness
The message from your secret lover
The lies you try to cover
The images in my mind
To care, to give all
Comforted by our love

I am free when I am with you
One love for the two
Romance, security, routine

Sabina

Confidence, strength and lightness
The caresses, day by day
The sweet words, unnecessary
Living in a fantasy world
I don’t care, to give all
Free to be with whom I want

Don’t want to be imprisoned forever
Plural love, One love for all
Passion, escape, loneliness

Emotional rationality (2010)

You listen to the waves through your ears, what I seek
and surpass what I don’t mean to speak
You see through my eyes from yours, what I feel
and get high on me, see it reveal
You touch through my skin and yours can hear
to get me deeper, getting so near
You speak when my lips and eyes are sealed
to let me see through your sight, I, surreal

I smell a past that you become a future
But fear the blindness that I once saw
No use in sensing anything at all.

pour un informaticien (2007)

J'aimerai te décoder
découvrir la clef cachée
Parcourir ton univers
Sans besoin de t'espioner

Bloquer, filtrer
Chercher, se cacher
Effacer, supprimer
Comment trouver l'entrée?

Insérer, ajouter
S'envoyer, sans arrêter
Diagnostiquer, réparer
J'aimerai être connectée

Paramètres, accessibilité
Sauras-tu m'enregistrer?
Ouverture, lecture
Logiciel : la fenêtre

Pourras-t-il s'installer?
Virus, dommages
Crash et shut down

Cyclic (2005)

The future, will be present
The present, will be past
The past, will eventually come back
It forms your future, It's forecast

Ghostly (2005)

A white ghost I see, floating by
Her eyes are slowly starting to cry
A trace of gray clouds circle them

She's walking in some lost land
She's disappearing like desert sand
In her thoughts she is sad
In her heart she is weak

Melting ice-cream, you have to eat

Her bones are fragile, and her legs so thin
And her lips seem to drown to her chin
I want to shake off her dust
And see her smile, she must
Breathe as much as you can
I want to see you alive again

Rebound love (2005)

Constructed comfort of what used to be
Hold me and make me believe
One time, make me forget
Painted Feathers tickle me with hope
A lotus and a colored bright flower
Scared on your side
Open your eyes

What you feel, who should care
I'm here for the repair
Thinking of nothing
The warmth is longing

Golden skin and almond eyes, they guide
Neck placed, sweet kiss
A wanted smile, bliss

I open my eyes
To all that was lies
And see better
Oh what I see! when you are with me
Rebounds are bound to some

sans titre ( 2003)

Tes yeux, j'en oublie la couleur
Mais je vois ton regard
Si profond, si intense

Je ne peux pas dormir:
tu hantes mes rêves
Tout ce que je veux,
c'est un câlin
Tout ce que je demande,
c'est de l'affection

Je te prends ta main, et te la caresse
tes douces mains, se posent sur mes fesses
Je te fais milles bisous sur ton visage
tout ce que je veux, c'est ton homage
Je pose ma tête sur ton torse musclé
je me peux m'empêcher de te faire des baisers
Je m'approche de tes oreilles, et te mordille
et toi tu chatouille mes pieds, en tenant mes chevilles
Je te sers fort, veux te dire que je t'aime
mais ceci n'est qu'un rêve, il faut que je m'en souvienne

It started to thunder (2002)

Thunderstorms make you panic
They might scare you to death
They could kill you quickly
do you believe in thunderstorms?
do some things scare you as much as they scare me?
do you ever believe that the worst can happen?
do you think about me at such times?

It scares you
It scared me
But i'm still happy
The feeling of wanting to go outside
and get wet, but then suddenly
You feel terror, the end approaching
What is this? Don't worry my friend,
It's only a little thunderstorm.. Help!
Shout, scream, no one will hear you
Are you alone, are you scared?
Don't worry, you aren't my enemy
I'm only a little lightning

Faith my friend
Is what is left
Do you really think so?
Could you imagine
What pain would be
If this little thunderstorm
would kill me?

This might be nonsense
But it makes sense to me
Be friendly, don't get mad
Sunshine will soon arise

Doll Play (2002)

Little stupid doll
Your world isn't true at all
You stare with your eyes of glass
Before you know, your time will pass

Your baby blue eyes
Hide emptiness inside
Your curly blond hair
Tries to Cover, you're bare

You might stand there for a while
But your porcelain smile
Hypocrisy of a toy
that sooner or later,we will destroy

The same you would always wear
If it wasn't for someone out there
Toys don't last for ever
People grow up and get clever

Le fumeur (2003)

Le puits visible au milieu des deux montagnes

qui sont tes lèvres cicatrisées par de nombreux chemins

(qui se sont souvent croisés, frolés et séparés),

laisse entrevoir ce qu' il a touché:

du reflexe d' enfance au mégot que tu viens d'écraser.



Les herbes que tu avais ensoleillées et consommées

se retrouvent nouvelle poussière dans tes collections de cendriers.

Àpres en avoir inspirées, elles rentrent dans tes poumons, dans ton sang

et en ressortent en laissant à peine de traces.



Le peu d' euphorie ne satisfait pas et tu embrasses la prochaine.



Que suis-je devenue?

Victime de séduction enterrée dans un récipient de débris.



Mais la flamme revient et ravive ces bestioles.

Et encore une fois, je suis dans le piège.

Épuisée, je dépéris dans un cycle constant,

Je tourbillonne à travers de vielles fumées.

Je me dis qu'un jour je m'envolerait.



Dans mon voyage,

je rencontre une étincelle imaginaire

et tout doucement, je me crois ranimée.

Pourtant je suis par terre

et complètement écrasée.



Acro, et grand consommateur,

tu achètes de jolies fleures

pendant que moi, au ciel, je pleure.




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la suite (2004)


Un beau jour, je t'entends de loin
Tu me veux, mais je suis morte
J'ai offert mon cœur, maintenant il est vidé

Je ferme la porte

Troublé, tu ne sais quoi faire
Fumes en une autre, fumes en deux
Mais il te manque la une

Que faire dans se désespoir?
Espérer jamais te revoir
Laissons tout s'envoler
Dans cette vielle fummée

On vit, on meurt
On rit, on pleure
On oublie, on se souvient
Le briquet s'approche, il s'appelle destin

Mais ce n'est plus de l'amour
Ce n'est pas pour toujours
Ça doit s'évaporer, loin
Ce n'est rien qu'un chagrin