Outside Part III

Outside Part III

Forgotten sounds, unfinished business
And good songs have too finish...
Just when you're in the motion
But we'll get there again

Feels like I can reach its core
Seems like I will touch the floor
Look Like I will need it very more
Sounds like being on its shore

And I could not care less
I took the occasion to make a wish
Up to my forgotten expectation
And I know this won't be in vain

Feels like I will start flying
Seems like tension is spreading
Look Like I will start praying
Sounds like an alien speaking

BHS – Outside Part IV?

BHS – Outside IV?


Could this be intellectual atrophy?
Or then I may had lost a piece
Many years I can't recall
The situation is out of pleasure
And beside I should be happy around
With the many things I can't remember
I let her through her solitude
Got another lonely evening
I let her down through her solitude
Yet another lonely ground
Yet another winter

Outside Part II

Outside Part II

When I hear that sound over there
I go outside for what I am bound to
Where I hear all over again those sounds
The ones that are known to be long forgotten

I always try to take a chance with the wind
My ears might hear the ripples of a new wave
And how couldn't this be time well spent?
Reaching melodies known to be long forgotten

I longed, stared at the stars with this in mind
My pulse was living acceleration and deceleration
Everything but this sweet 'ol simplicity
Something that I've known to be forgotten

I may have counted all the full moon
How many since the last epiphany?
I may have lost the exact estimate
Something unknown to be long forgotten

Magic

Magic

Magic has always been in the air
Words bringing you out of despair
Music making you feels like the heir
Perfume that makes you touch her hair
Crescendo coming out of nowhere
Acceleration that you just don't care


Some words I knew their senses
Some worlds I knew their senses
Some worlds I could dispense
Some words I could not dispense
Some situation I had no defense
Smiles put me in a state of grace


And do you feel this acceleration?
Time can be stopped in its motion
Constant evolution is our mission
A New magic ritournelle is a revolution
For ages it will be like a premonition
One on which to build erudition

Kissing the Sea

You kissed the sea for me
Where I was there was only sands
And nothing in these strong hands
And everything for me to be

Another letter from my favorite snake
Another front is about to open
Those strange rituals on that lake
Where this omen was written

Facts, front, decision to be taken
Pressure, time compression, reflexion
Half-way thru it could it really be?
With only the half moon as an aide

Tomorrow horror will be my friend
The very necessity of this burden
Maybe I will sleep in my bed of linden
Anyhow this will be time well spend

You will kiss the sea for me
My agenda will next bring me to Mecca
Something needs to be released by me
And My next stop will finally be Alexandria

Where I may kiss the sea if gods forgive
If it were just for me I would carry on
Sometimes I do not choose the way I live
And I just heard I must go to Babylon...

Suspension

Suspension

In time I realised it was just an illusion
When I thought It was a pure inclusion
Sweet seclusion, illusion, confusion
It was just an allusion, dissolution
I wanted a transfusion for my contusion
You wanted preclusion of my false devotion
This fusion of various conclusions
Could only lead to infused delusion


A preclusion from my intrusion
an Obtusion from any pertusion
An Occlusion from a sad repercusion
A Corrosion of your grand illusion
profusion for your nihilistic delusion
No more of all this blood effusion
But I do not understand this notation
And all this talk about possession


I Needed a transfusion for my division
Anything but your normal dimension
Everything with or without permission
profusion for my vivid vision
Anything but the television
Supervision of the social fabrication
Sanctified suppression of any succession
Anything but your standard deviation

Or or And

Another Conjonction is in the air
You thought I was full of despair
But I was the one to save you
In this cathedral everything is blue
Is this an Or or an And?
At the discretion of animal eyes


How can We be soo alone
without feeling loneliness?
You were always asking....
Always ready and danger prone
Still finding Our way home
You were maybe pretending...
In the hope that someday, well someday you know...
unparalleled worlds was supposed to be rhetoric
Can you live up the seasons passing by?


I don't have answers only questions
What system did you built?
That smile just made your day
Were you just about to start to pray?
reminds madness you must part with
Oh and this trip was soo well perfumed
This sweet melody made you sail


Have you ever closed your eyes
and then realised the price?
Everybody knows me. Name them all
"Journeys shall make you old"
Were my Master's final words
I elevated this into a ritournelle
That is what you wanted to discern
Verity soo pristine, thou must yearn


Why sleep at night? It's too fresh
I'd swear I have fell some flesh
Why build cities for all those fools?
Lovers will always be on the run
But I took a walk when it was raining
And dived again head first in the pool


Pulse needs strange rythms to go on
regulation can only kill it
Random Strange attractors forever
Your hearbeat was the same as mine
It is still the same as mine
Even with all this damn distance
But, as you know and so do I
Only when we sleep at the same time


Living on such a nice frequency
harmonics of harmonies make you old
What's your prefered frequencies?
Soo many too choose from.
Minimising hazard at the very long last
A new parallel word was born inside you
Or was it outside as everything exquisite
A Rendez-Vous, no yield, no turn and no exit
And this will be a conjonction it appears

Arabesque

Arabesque

Temples are empty from spirits
We left our plain reason in vain
Of prime importance, how we will remain
Syncretic approach, Divide and Conquer?

A touch of Evil, A kiss to the deaths
Do not whine or pule if you're ahead
Drink wine and pull if you're in the lead
Half a walk for every pennies of your breath

And this is good for having a walk
Certainly enough to come back to them
And continue to compose anthem
Believe me I think that life is black

But sampling the nights is enjoyable
Having a walk there under the warm plain
Smooth communication with object's strain
And a smooth operation on the unbearable

The Temple was in sand and evanescent
It was gone with the next current
What's a second, a year? what's a myth?
Again and again question of current rhythm

Impossible Mission (Part V of fear)

Impossible Mission (Part V of fear)

There was a time when I remembered you
You looking at children like a peeper
Stolen moments, creating creation
I did not understood all the implication
Entertained by you playing with youngster
You knew this was out of the blue

I had to replace this offspring
As you were gone, maybe for better
Spiraling responsibilities made it
Everything had to be like a hobbit
As you were gone, and yes for ever
Before me children are now resonating

Or are they mine? Maybe your?
I arouse them, with ardent care
For gregarious life, ascent and mask
Flower's power like you did ask
Word musician apt of being unfair
All the same, always happy troubadour

Doing painting with little girls
Was your sweetest specialty
Except being jealous of my mother
Mine is to find them brothers and sisters
With candor, openness and firm study
Altogether they will do swirls

Forever now I will heed
In search of them need
And I am the one to be heal
And healing they did yield

All of this because, I was privy
To those children in your eyes
Billions of Children, currently
And again my eyes were dries

Caprice for Rondo

-- Caprice for Rondo --

Everything was easy when you were there
The system you built between you and me
When you were close and all around me
And you simply said: 'I will see you there'

I went there again, looking for you
There was nothing but salty tears
Sleepless night, loneliness, despair
Everybody needs me and I'm without you

Your name was supposed to be yield
One thousand time just to be learned
I damned those locations in a ritual
One thousands time again and again

Meditation, elevation and sweet ritournelle
It all seemed that I saved, longed emotions
And every secret rondo for you 'my belle'
Now I'm drifting, wandering without caprice

Those were secrets hide in the nights
Secret nights, those are full of sighs
Secret hidden for one thousand years
The time it will take me to yearn

Your name was supposed to be yield
One thousand time just to be learned
I damned those locations in a ritual
One thousands time again and again

The music was outside with you there
Beautiful caprice for just another rondo
And you simply said: 'I will see you there'
Play again for me, your biggest aficionado

And somebody told me that you loved me
Out of the blue, we were radiating
Somebody reminded me that you loved me
How we were marching, wandering

In those sleepless nights it is your name
That is pulling out of my body
The word I'm screaming innuendo
More than a caprice for another rondo

Mansion

Mansion

There is an old mansion in the mountain
And you must see its prodigious fountain
Where people gather from all around
With wits and packed of all sort of goods

Cursed gold from Timbuktu
Ordinance book from Babylon
Penance manuscript from Constantinople
Brutal Memories from Antioch
Superb silk from glorious China
Magicians and musician from Carthage

Some say there is no ruler in there
But these saying are all but truth
Exaction, perfidy and fratricide
It's all happening now unremittingly

But we're half way up and around
We should be jumping out of town
As we're afraid to hear the sounds
Of all the things that are going down

And that is where I come from.
But here everything is outside.
Makes you understand pity
And we all need a new system.

So now just tell me where is Old Persia
I have a fever and I need medication
Before the Babel tower for my pity
Is where I will find my new direction

I already feel I'm half way up and around
Jumping, straying out of this labyrinth
And I swear I did not touch absinthe
I just heard the sounds off the hooves...

Building Cities

-- Building Cities

I want to build cities
Too many fields to battle
Too many evading tattles
And Caravans in the vicinities

You've been building a city
Breaking chains of misery
Channeling communication
Erecting hopes and pure reason

I had to lie when I left you
The only way to show you the true
Involve a faltering process
filled with magical equivocation

I don't know how to stop your vain
And maybe I have another agenda
Astronomers, Artists, and Philosophers
To many life were lost in vain

But maybe no life were lost in vain
This lie was just the beginning
For a new system made in heaven
And you In spite of all the tears
That this new love will bring
Tell me the name of the children we'll have
They will build cities for us

Weight

Weight

You know it weight
You know it weight on my own
On my side, on my lies on my life
Lay on my style, on my side on my life over lies

You know it weight
You know it well, from my lies,
From the sky in the nights for you to lie
Lay on my side for a while in this time for a lie...

And it is weight
Weight to choose for always
In these lies over lives for ever
Weight on my life on my time over lives for a while....

Inner

I wanted to go into insanity
To find out every man's pity
So many way to get there
Choose your way or take my hand.

Every day will be without reward.
Every breath will come with remorse.
Every break will be one of questioning.
What if I found myself in regrets?

Memories, memories, memories...

Daisy Trip

Daisy trip

Needles and pins in my arms,
My veins were turning green,
My eyes were turning red,
My lips were turning white,
My legs wanted to fall apart.

Need legs, need some flesh.

Rave On

Someday there will be only one way
Close all ours eyes fade all away
Reach out for me, reach out for them
I'll take your hand and sing this anthem

And then we will collapse into a big wave
And you will see this is the only way
Nor should we forget all this and fade away
Drop all passion, just do and behave

Running for free pleasure not so far away
Swallow everything baby, until the last day
Everything is wrong, everything is nice
So long, so nice, what about the price

Bass jazz, drum, flesh and beat that's it.

12 Moons

<12 moons>

12 moons already
How could this be
Another seed from the Nile.
Another escape in the hill

The Pleasure was pain
Senses were drowned
One thousand times was wanted
But their was only rain

I'm not one to believe in magic
But if I could wave my secret wand
I'll set everybody free
And I'll set me free

I was set free by your attention
Now looking for your reincarnation
I know it will happen again
I'll see you there dearest

And then you will whisper to me
Everything that you have written
I will tell you how I missed you
And then we'll go for a perfumed sail

Get It All

You get it all for me
I get it all for you
Some place are certainly
Better than other heh?

And I will dig this
And you will dig that
I dug that over there
You've been building cities.

I get it on with you
I get it on for you
Some girls are certainly
Better than others yeah.

And I will delve into it
Into your inner thoughts
You won't escape now and then
You won't even try ha-ha

I don't know my name
I don't know your name
Some stories are certainly
Better than others, indeed.

History is repeating
We all go out dancing
You go out dancing
You put this spell everywhere

And Tonight's the night
I will sleep over there
I won't lie beside this
Maybe in a web of fear

I will eventually go blind
Everything is passing by
Some situations are certainly
Better than other

I get it all for you
I get it all for me
I don't know my name
I will know your name

I don't know where I go
You know where I've been?
But why remember
You don't know my name

You won't remember
And I won't remember either
But why remember
If you put a spell on it…

Space

Space is coming out for you and me
Space will be between you and me
I have a recall from an ancient life
I'm getting high and out of this life

Take your bongo if you want to follow me
Forget my hand just play for me
Drift time as come, reborn out of this life
I can't be alone but I like it in this life

I borrowed this mind just for me
I kept this love and thought for Ya
Everybody want piece of mind in their life
But nobody wants to sing their own life.

Just like the way I do, just like I do.
I feel so little compare to the dark sky
This can't only be that with all your ...
My blood is boiling I want to sail the sun.

Women, children, falling rain, and windows of time
This has change to some obscure facts that
Lovers do not knows anymore except for
Sleeping rain and windows of opportunity

I will take you home tonight
But this is one of the last things
That I will do for you sweetest

Serenity

I've been outside for so long.
All alone where the music belongs
I have been holding my breath.
Praying the moon, talking to the dead

All above it’s happening outside
Our children were thrown in the river
By the raged crowd in a catharsis
They burned you and strangled me.

Memories from another fortunate life
Animals are protecting me against them.
Serenity darling more than any other things
I found that in-beneath your skin.

It all seems that everything was for me.
Whispering wind and secret run in the nights.
Walking on water while you were there
Where do you come from? where do you go?

Serenity such a secret reality
Disappearing into the nights
I don't need my spirit anymore.
Tomorrow I will be lying on the floor.

E

The colors of my power
Flowers of your devotion
How many colors did I see?
Perfumed whispered roses
Infinite purple of blue
Yellow burning in red
Balancing on a razor edge
In-Between fire and your eyes
Balancing on a razor edge
For squirrels eyes and green eyes
Green brown eyes for eternity

But now only the music left.
Children, Ottoman, sweet souvenirs
Like a young man I was shocked
And I could not see any faithful end
I could only believe that
Peace of mind was all around you.

I need to find a new system
If I could just weep like a baby
And fall for the rest of the day
Forget this soul mortgage

This morning I lost you again
On that street corner,
Or maybe it's just that
I can not run enough fast

Route

ეს მასალა ადასტურებს, რომ კავკასიური წარმოშობის
ხალხები ფართოდ მონაწილებდნენ ევროპის

Encore sur la route...
Route de soie, la route de l'or
Traite humaine, traite des Noirs
Tombouctou la magnifique

La voilà avec son voile sacré
Je rêve aux Médicis et au Caucase
Et surtout je pense au clan Ursula
À toutes ces parties d'échec perdues
Pire a celles qui n'auront jamais lieu
Cette pension dans la forêt Macedonienne
Ou l'art côtoyait la foi païenne
L'Astronomique le Louf, le Sot l'Ingénieux

Le Caire sera ma prochaine destination
Je dois résoudre le mystère des parties d'échec
Un concile j'organiserais pour cette révolution
Ensuite enfin je retournerais à la Mecque

ხალხთმოსახლეობის შექმნაში და რომ, კავკასიური
მოდგმა მართლაც ევროპული ცივილიზაციის
დამაფუძნებელთა შორისაა.

Radiowave

Radiowave:Wave

Another sleepless boiling night
Where and when I can't sleep
Every heartbeat surrounding me
I swear I sense them all

New city, new vibe, new height
Everything is surface and deep
And in the quintessence of me
I just want to reach you all

And you may think that I might
If I can't then I will again weep
For minding for all of them is all me
Failing this will be the mark of my fall

Unbeliever I was before her highness
Now every breath is pure reflection
Oh and yes dearie you come back to me
Reflection is such a spiritual word

Radiowave:Pulse and Triangulation

All together we are reflecting reflection
Refraction is a question of balance
A balance between porosity and transparency
A mixture of striated and smoothed ideas
A fixture of deconstruction and legacy
And the spell that is upon us
Deflection is a question of morosity then
How much can you radiate from your surrounding?

Radiowave:Horizons

Every full moon will be without rewards
Every holiday will be without remorse
Every new language will bring me closer to you
Every smiling child will be out of the blue

I give the words to the world
But you hold the keys to the choice
Or maybe it's you who gives and me that hold
Architect of life you were in your world
Love affair, retaliation: all commanded by your voice
And perfumed journeys made you very old

Still babies were are out of the blue
You yearned immortality through daily strangulation
You balanced pleasure and prevaricate manipulation
... And never will focus on those eye’s hue

Babel

Babel

New languages, new territories, new landscape
Everything to be build, brave new escape
Loneliness, assiduous and strange voyage
If you want to vacillate unsteady for ages

Don't worry I will keep my sweet accent
When reading for you, you cast a spell
From your devotion, and such a farewell