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| Thursday, 8-Jun-2006 22:49 |
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| Sunday, 30-Oct-2005 00:00 |
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| Saturday, 29-Oct-2005 00:00 |
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Photo Concept, signé Nat, Marc, Val, Pris et Kris
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| Wednesday, 7-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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Lady in the lake
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Oh wont you listen to the lady in the lake
No it doesn’t matter anyway
I’m on the wrong side of the water
She’s frozen love, as you left her
The waters are hid as with a stone
And the face of the deep is frozen
No it doesn’t matter anyway
I’m on the wrong side of the water
Oh wont you listen to the lady in the lake
No it doesn’t matter anyway
I’m on the wrong side of the water
She’s frozen love as you left her
Fish out the lady in the lake
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| Tuesday, 6-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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Cyprus..
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It's just another day
the shame is gone
hard to believe
that I've let it go, let it go, let it go
Destiny can't replace my life
Scary shadows of my past
are alive {alive)
Destiny who cares {destiny who cares}
as it turns around {as it turns around}
and I know that it descends
with a smile
It's just another day
the shame is gone
it's hard to believe
that I've let it go away
It's just a melody
it bleeds in me
hard to believe
that I've let it go
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| Friday, 2-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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Contre-jour...
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| Thursday, 1-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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Trois allumettes une à une allumées dans la nuit
La premiére pour voir ton visage tout entier
La seconde pour voir tes yeux
La dernière pour voir ta bouche
Et l'obscuritè tout entière pour me rappeler tout cela
En te serrant dans mes bras.
Three matches one by one struck in the night
The first to see your face in it's entirety
The second to see your eyes
The last to see your mouth
And the darkness all around to remind me of all these
As I hold you in my arms.
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| Wednesday, 31-Aug-2005 00:00 |
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The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.
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| Tuesday, 30-Aug-2005 00:00 |
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Gwen Rann
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"The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly."-Nietzche
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| Sunday, 8-May-2005 00:00 |
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They say jump, you say how high
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