In the Water I live
In the Water I swim

In the Water I know things of importance

In the Water
I live
In the Water I'm me
In the Water I'm in a perfect tridimensional world

In the Water I put my brain into brackets

In the Water I feel each of my muscles

Leave me alone
under Water
I don't fear anything more
than the presence of man
under Water


In the Water I live
In the Water is peace
A place you'll never know
A place where everything is cool and quiet

A place where everything is perfect


In the Water It's Beauty I met

Leave me alone under Water

Let me move as if I were part of It

I don't need any breath
of your polluted air


In the Water Is a real World

A world you'll never see
Leave me alone under Water




I don't fear anything more than the presence of man
under Water





In the Water
In the Water
In the Water I live
In the Water
I'm diving directly to the belly of the Ocean
A place you'll never know


Leave me alone
under Water



[ed.cleaner | 2000 | réal:ed.cleaner]

(everything leads me to)



…


…


…

They're so many, and I'm so sad.
I don't remember anything.


I'm hungry. Just know I will die hard

They seem happy, believe in things
I guess for me
it has simply turned bad
I guess for me it simply turned bad
Bad ideas, wrong way,
I missed the point,
lost everything I had.
I've allways felt
forced to betray
Everything led me to
discard



Everything led me to
discard



Everything leads me to discard





But I was there! And I am here!
Could it be that hope can still mean something?
I feel fear is vanishing!
What
makes me believe
there may be a way?




there may be a way!


there may be a way



It was just another illusion.
Just another illusion.
It was just another illusion.
Just another illusion.

It was just another illusion.
Just a sparkle in the rain.
And I will wait for the next emotion
Untill I'll achive to leave this brain.
Next time, maybe,
it will be different!
Next time I'll know how
to take a chance!
And I'm waiting for the moment

when everything will be kept at a glance.



Everything leads me to discard.


[ed.cleaner 1999 | réal: Chris “Maestro” Morin montage: Véronique Bruque ]

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confusion

One more time, I have all forgotten,
one more time I tried to play the game.
But don't you know, I don't understand
what are the rules, and what's the aim?
I love you, I think so.
That's the truth, but you have to go.
To go back to your doubts, a misery of love
You just think it was false, a parody of love

CoNfUsIoN,
c o n f u s i o n

I love you, I can't say anything more,
You don't wanna play no more.
But I can't forget your body
the very little parts you gave to me.
I feel today a little bit stupid,
I feel just like a kid.
You may be right, I can understand,
but in my back I hear allways these sounds

of CoNfUsIoN,
c o n f u s i o n
confusion.

I remember this rainy day, when I hold you in my arms.
I just wanna see you again
to be just in your arms.

I feel your body, your belly, your breast
You felt boredom it's useless.

CoNfUsIoN,
c o n f u s i o n
confusion.



1988
ed.cleaner

Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
If you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes

I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees

Into the trees

Suddenly I stop
But I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again

DON'T FORGET TO LISTEN TO ORIGINAL VERSION BY " THE CURE"

77 seconds -1980

auteur
writer / SMITH TOLHURST GALLUP HARTLEY
compositeur
composer /SMITH TOLHURST GALLUP HARTLEY
arrangements-interprète
player-singer-arrangements/ed.cleaner