Please wake up the hanging man
there's something I need to know
Please wake up the hanging man
There's something missing
in my life

There are things
he should have said
There are things
he should have... said

I see the tree, I see the leaves
It's five or six in the morning
There's something I know for sure
It's gonna be a hard and long...way

There are things...
he should have said
There are thing...
he should have...said...
please wake up...

Sister from another land
coming from the same heart
looking like the same face
sister from another place

Sister from another land
You don't want to hear me,
or even see me
Sister from an older game

Your place is with me

....

Sister, other side of me
In spite of all, haunting me
As a place staying empty
on an old photograph

Sister from another pain
We don't have to feel no shame,
Life will always be the same
We both have the same mother

The place is empty
...

...stranger...

I've been living here
for two centuries
Two hundred years
in the oakwood

I've been watching the sky
For too long now
I've seen the moon,
I've seen the stars
But I need something new

I've never moved
Since the day I'm born
I know the sun, I know the birds
But I've got a secret dream...

I wanna watch the sea,
I wanna see the waves

snow...snow...only snow
I can see nothing else
move...I cannot move

how does it sound
when the ice breaks

I hear faces singing
under the ice
my new dead friends
calling and inviting me

melting, drowning, melting, drowning

They gonna tell me how to sing
I'm gonna learn the melody

Sing..the song

Sing the song...of the breaking ice...

It is warm all over you,
millions of souls joining you,
old city is getting you,
darkness guiding you...

electric town...millions of souls...

In the secret of his dreams
sitting in the darkness he is looking
out through the window
sounds and laughs resounding
in his memory
like a trembling on the other side
of the window

waiting for the ending
he sings the song
telling the story of a man who
know life's thorny like a rose
waiting for the ending he sings
the song

this is the story of a man
who knows there's nobody else
around

guiding bird has disappeared
joining hands, he closes his eyes
and put his head on the pillow
something wrong has changed
his faith in misery
his life is like a movie waiting for a scenario

life...is...thorny like a rose pray...waiting...for an answer faith....

Sitting at the table
Not a sound in the house
I draw a face on the paper
I draw a face

and the face starts to speak
Give me legs, give me arms
Give me a smile
But before everything else

Draw me a tongue,
I wanna lick stamps

And the face starts to lick
Licking France, licking Africa
Licking Spain, licking China
Licking the United States of America

Draw me a tongue,
I wanna lick stamps

go...go...draw me a...a tongue
I wanna lick stamps

I am happy
it's nineteen eighty
I am happy
Today I'm gonna watch
the movie
I've been waiting for
the movie
I've been waiting for

I'm really happy
We're driving to the city
I'm really happy
We're driving to the movie

Two hours in the stars

I'm plugged into a sound from a thousand years agoAnd I'm taking notes between the tokes. Yeah.
I'm plugged in but I'm turned off
I'm holding the phone but it's inside out.
And the tambourine was burned in a Tangine
While the chorus sang...
Inch' Allah...

I'm plugged into the wind and the birds
The wind on the trees and the wind on the sand
I can't see it, but I can feel it, with my hand.
I'm plugged into the blue
been wearing the same choes for a season or two
while the poets slip papers under my door.
I'm plugged into my head-
I'm plugged into my bed
Feel the graffiti moving through my mind.

Fumes and mappings that have survived the overtime.
My sound is plugged into the ground and the wires were dipped in gold.
If you can't hear this you so far away
but one of the poets spoke to me to say
I'm plugged into the mainline - she kicked it over to me sideways
I'm plugged into my mouse
slips me into the E-search
Motor Base - Motor Base - Motor Base.

I'm plugged into the credit card
burned lots of bits of paper and incense
record in realtime at twenty cents a dime.
Fill in the zeros with ticks and crosses.
When I cross the street
I don't know...the bosses.
...the bosses.
I'm plugged into Stock Markets
watch the fluctuations drawing lines in my mind.

Tsunamis replace the Tornados
Icebergs make bookends on the shelf.
Inch' Allah... Inch' Allah!!!

I'm plugged into the dub frequencies
That flow out of large black boxes on the floor.
The rythms come out of the carpet with the contact mikes - and it's ready for the Elephant's roar.

I'm plugged into the fragments
glimmering in the middle of the night
That of my Sister Ray broken up
use a broom use a spoon.
I'm plugged into the agitation
I take taxi's and don't have a car
Four dirham a ride
and I've got the Drâaoui by my side.
I'm plugged into the dreamy rhythm
Like a rip-appart heart-attack
I'm plugged into the Super Stoned
Rhythms and Narko's crack.

Inch' Allah !

I'm plugged into the Quinine
Touareg feedback that energizes the scorpion.
I fly to the No Flow with the automatic GO-GO
See the river walk, with the flow.

I'm plugged into the nicotine
the stains across my chest
I'm plugged into the bra
Inside the woman's breast.
I'm plugged into the Warhol
cause he isn't really dead.
I'm plugged into the signs
of the Temple in my head.
I'm plugged in and I'm programmed
programmed to explode
There are no loose ends
That will never be explored.
I need a month in the desert with four bottles of water.
Be a Nomad in the nomadilisation.
Nomadilisation - Nomadilisation.

Inch' Allah !!!

LA VIDA, Pascal Morel

Nada mas

Una vez mas amor
La vida suena lo quita
Si me apartas tu vida yo moriré
Tu mano fue volando de mis besos al noche
En mi todo ese fuego se repite

Nada mas
Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Yo me perdi de noche
En la sombra del desierto
Porque la vida pega como lagrimas
El dolor sube y baja como une sueño cansado
Nadie recogera mi corazon de llanto

Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Traduction

Rien de plus

Une fois de plus mon amour
La vie sonne et sépare
Si tu m'éloignes de ta vie, je mourrai
Ta main volait entre mes baisers la nuit
En moi ce feu se répète

Rien de plus
Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...

Je me suis perdu cette nuit
Dans l'ombre du désert
Car la vie frappe comme des larmes
La douleur monte et descend comme un rêve fatigué
Personne ne récupèrera mon cœur en pleurs

Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...