Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong /// Blackbird /// *

Lullaby

go to sleep, my baby
i’ll stay by your side
i’ll kiss you so softly
just rest your eyes

sleep tight, my darling
i won’t leave your side
i’ll beat back the demons
i’ll stay by your side

Lullaby

stick with me
and you’ll see
crystal sky’s blue

close your eyes
and you’ll find
that our love is true

sleep tight, my angel
i’ll stay by your side
i’ll beat back those demons
i won’t leave your side

i won’t leave your side

D. Biddle /// My Blueberry Nights /// *

Puisque

Je Te Le Dis

Jane Birkin /// Le Fabuleux Destin D' Amélie Poulain /// *

Somewhere

oh my lonesome lover
your love is like a winter star
i feel tired and alone
i must find my beautiful home
somewhere beneath this sky
cause summer is gone
my bones are cold
summer is gone
my shoes are old

Beneath This Sky

i looked for you in everyone
i looked for you in every town
but you are nowhere to be found
i feel tired and alone
i must find my beautiful home
somewhere beneath this sky
cause summer is gone
my bones are cold
summer is gone
my shoes are old

when i'm gone you'll see
you will make up with me
but there won't be
no more you and me

Mazgani /// *

Creep

when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fucking special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice when i'm not around
you're so fucking special

i wish

i was

special

Creep

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell i'm doing here?
i don't belong here

she's running out again
she's running out
she runs runs runs

whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't

belong

here

Radiohead

How Sweet I Roam'd

how sweet i roam'd from field to field
and tasted all the summer's pride
'till i the prince of love beheld
who in the sunny beams did glide

he shew'd me lilies for my hair
and blushing roses for my brow
he led me through his gardens fair
where all his golden pleasures grow

From Field To Field

with sweet may dews my wings were wet
and phoebus fir'd my vocal rage
he caught me in his silken net
and shut me in his golden cage

he loves to sit and hear me sing
then, laughing, sports and plays with me
then stretches out my golden wing
and mocks my loss of liberty

William Blake

Mazgani /// *

MyFlyAway

MyFlyAway
it’s only a window
to the world

.

were symbols

sounds and colour

float through

the complexity

of fantasy

.

i hope
for a miracle
but not through
the window
of my blog

Fly