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1 . Can Be Fine
03:52
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CAN BE FINE
From nowhere to nobody
From the sea to the last tree
From the deep to your place
It can shine on my face
From your cheese to my window pane
From magnetic fields to the end of the lane
From the president’ socks to watermelon seeds
It can shine in my deeds
From nowhere to nobody
From the sea to the last tree
From the deep to your place
It can shine on my face
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2 . Crayon
01:53
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> > > CRAYON /lyrics by Smudie
> > >
> > > I ‘m a crayon.
> > > You’re a piece of chalk.
> > > I’m a spoon
> > > you’re a knife and fork.
> > >I ‘m a guitar.
> > >You’re a tambourine.
> > > I’m a peach
> > > You’re a nectarine.
> > >Hey Yeah Yeah
> > > I’m a bottle.
> > > You’re a glass of wine.
> > > I’m the night
> > > You’re the stars that shine.
You’re the stars.
> > >
> > > I’m a flower.
> > > You’re a hummingbird.
> > > I’m a song
> > > you’re the written word.
> > >
> > > I ‘m the rooftops.
> > > You’re the sky above.
> > > We are a kiss
> > > We are making love.
Making Love.
> > > I’m a bottle.
> > > You’re a glass of wine.
> > > I’m the night
> > > You’re the stars that shine.
Stars that shine.
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3 . Olof
03:51
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OLOF
Climbing too soon.
Eating the moon.
Olof's drunk feet slides in the snow.
He thoughts of warm hands upon his chest to calm him down.
He begins to count
one two three four, five six seven eight nine ten
Everyone look like ghosts in this everlasting night.
Faked figures laughing.
Tomorrow he'll be hunting again.
Climbing too soon.
Eating the moon.
Olof, looking at one of these statues made of ice, says : « Marry me soon.
Marry me soon and I'll be still. »
Tomorrow I will find the beast who'll be kind to me.
We will make a pact under the black tree.
And I'll be still; I’ll join you with a cold breath.
(bis)
With a cold breath.
We will make a pact under the black tree
(bis)
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4 . Plastic Pastries
02:30
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Plastic Pastries - Guerine Regnaut
Put on my dress on and pretend to be me
Sweet pastries and whiskey in each hand
Trying to be happy here for a second or an hour
I promise with my dress on you'll feel like I do
ready for a caress and a smile
But so hard to sit near to
You 're tryind your best here
and God I know you do
but though this is freaky
I will do the same for you
I may wear my fear as a jacket
I may put my hopes in my pocket
I shall stick a smile on my face and go try to ride this feeling
That you put inside of me
I'll feel alright with the shiny
like with fake plastick pastries
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5 . Interlude
03:30
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INTERLUDE
We ‘re shaking hands and We’ve emptied our heads
So we could forget that /
We’ve got it all begun
We share the same space and
We’ve built the same place
And none, none of us cares
We’ve got it all begun
We loose it
We loose it
We’ve emptied our hands and We’re shaking our heads
but none of us could sleep
We’ve got it all begun
We ‘re carrying our mess and we seed our own place
so now, now you should care
We’ve got it all begun
We loose it
We loose it
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6 . Water Bed Song
02:57
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Water bed song
Night time
It’s been raining for days
And now going to bed
Is like jumping in waters deep
The Light, it is blue and moves in slow motion
I’m drawing circles under water
I’m shaking all around to see if you’re near
Only bubbles’ noïses in my ears
When I go dreaming in my bed under seas
And most of the time
I find stories instead
Bedtime stories full of rain
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7 . No News
02:52
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No News
Breathe by my side or you can suffocate too
Breathe in the shade of my pride and you don' t tell me what's new
Hear what you can or you can try to be deaf
Hear in the shade of my thoughs and you can't tell me what's new
Breathe by my side or you can suffocate too
Breathe in the shade of my pride and you don' t tell me what's new
Hear what you can or you can try to be deaf
Hear in the shade of my thoughs and you can't tell me what's new
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8 . Honeycomb
04:09
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HONEYCOMB – Smudie
There’s a cat, sit in a window
Licking itself, languidly in the sun
In the Sun
There’s a child, in the playground
Looking up, she suddenly starts to run
She starts to run
I am not that cat cool and aughty,
I am not that kid full of fun,
I am not my father favorite daughter
I’m not my mother only son
Toss a coin and see what happens
Look out, here I come
Why is it so uneasy to eat on your honeycomb
On your honeycomb
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9. |
9 . Dead Man Song
06:49
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DEAD MAN SONG
And when I came back from the hunt
‘see my good wife lying on the ground
Behind my blood tears , I heard a shot gun
Oh the white men they were burning my hometown
And I say no oh oh
There is no Lord oh oh
Who could protect me under this bloody moon
Oh no oh oh
I just have to run
There is no Lord not far away from home
And me I got nothing
I ain’t got no horse
He left before me, the woods save his soul
I had to run far away for home
And here begun my freewhelin’ fall
In the big city, there was this man
He gave me money , while I traced circles in the sand
He said to me : “when you’ve been knock out
You know a man’s best friend is a gun and he laughed”
And so it came on my wife death birthday
I killed a shadow, I killed a man
I ran ran ran, I ran ran ran
I had no blessings on my own
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10 . Groenland
03:22
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GROENLAND (Greenland)
When your lips turn to molasses
I wouldn't know what to do
When your kiss turns to a tasteless gum
I wouldn't know what to do
So maybe I'll just go to Groenland
Where the ice returns to sand
And so you will
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eliotE & The Ritournelles Montréal, Québec
eliotE & The Ritournelles est le projet de Minnie Benoliel, Thomas Charlet et Guillaume Magne, né il y a un peu plus de 4 ans entre San Francisco et Paris-France. Partageant des goûts divers pour les albums de Nick Drake, le bon fromage, Deerhoof, Chet Baker, les percussions hand made, les claviers trouvés dans la rue, This is The Kit, les Breeders, le groupe fabrique des chansons et parfois ... ... more
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