HOTE D'ORLENS

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released October 10, 2009

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Track Name: Louis' Room
LOUIS' ROOM

Slim black dog proudly waits,
under orange clock in late.
Thunderstorm moves away, now.


Nobody knows my pain.
Nobody hears my voice.
Lost in my room, facing white wall.
Facing white wall.


Then I think about Louis,
sixty five years ago.
What's a life in History? I don't know.
I don't know, I don't know.
Track Name: La Hache
LA HACHE


Je me suis attaché à un arbre,
Tu te balançais.

Je restais de marbre à ce dernier regard
Que tu me lançais

Pourrais-je, un jour, retrouver cette hache?
Qu'on avait enterrée

Maintenant, les matins, les jours,
Des heures, je creuse

Maintenant, les matins, les jours,
Des heures, je creuse

Maintenant, les matins, les jours,
Des heures, je creuse

Maintenant, les matins, les jours,
Des heures, je creuse

Maintenant, les matins, les jours,
Des heures, je creuse
Track Name: Perdita Durango
PERDITA DURANGO

A shiny day of november, I was taking a walk on a spanish desert
I met a black haired little girl, she told me « I'm lost in Durango »

I never knew a name, I never saw this place,
The only thing I remind now is that I called her Perdita Durango

She told me « I'm lost, man »
She told me « I'm lost »

Every day I was walking around, I always met that little girl
She's talking about the same old story « I'm lost in Durango »

She told me « I'm lost, man »
She told me « I'm lost »

Every night, she's going back in town,
In the city of wolves.
Black cats are running down,
Oh, lucky losers.

Perdita Durango just left the building
Perdita durango saw white light, white heat
Perdita Durango was lost in Durango
One more day for Perdita Durango

And, the first day of december, I didn't meet anybody
I was walking around, and around, and around, I feel lost in Durango

And I talked to myself « I'm lost, man »
I talked to myself « I'm lost »

Every night, I'm going back in town,
In the city of wolves.
Black cats are still running down, here
There 's no chance for losers.

Perdita Durango just left the building
Perdita durango saw white light, white heat
Perdita Durango was lost in Durango
One more day for Perdita Durango

Perdita Durango, Lost in Durango
Perdita Durango, please come back again
Perdita Durango, Lost in Durango
Perdita Durango, Lost in Durango...
Track Name: Son of a King
SON OF THE KING


D'autant que je me souvienne,
il me semble que la lune disparaissait lentement,
à vue d'oeil,
sous des regards qui laissaient croire
que le monde s'arrêtait là,
derrière ces volutes bleu-noirs qui courraient,
sans s'imaginer un seul instant,
qu'elles rendaient magnifique
un spectacle exceptionnellement naturel.


«Something is gonna use to be nothing.»
«Something is gonna use to be nothing.»
Told me the son of the King.


Something's really wild in you.
Nothing's really wild but you.


«Something is gonna use to be nothing.»
«Something is gonna use to be nothing.»
Told me the son of the King.


Something is coming
Something is coming
I believe something is coming...

Something is coming
Something is coming
I believe something is coming...
Track Name: In the Wink of an Eye
IN THE WINK OF AN EYE


In the wink of an eye
I play this game of love and foolishness.
Quivering leaves, dancing mountain peaks.

In the wink of an eye,
I create and destroy cities of power
wealth and misery alike,
defeating my shadow’s many plays.

In the wink of an eye
I hide away
trading my self for countless faces
in an endless labyrinth

I play a game
where love and hate
visit the farthest places
where dreams equal nightmares

‘til, in the wink of an eye,
it all comes back to my resting heart.
Track Name: Blue Son
BLUE SON


I am your blue son,
Oh mother, please take me back home.

I prefer your warm belly than this wide open land,
I prefer your warm belly than this wide open jail.

I am so sorry,
You were, you're not.

Goodbye my warm belly,
Hello wide open land.
Goodbye my warm belly,
Hello wide open jail.
Goodbye my warm belly,
Hello sweet jail.

Oh, oh, oh, oh,oh....

Goodbye my warm belly,
Goodbye my warm belly,
Hello sweet jail.

Goodbye my warm belly,
Goodbye my warm belly,
Hello sweet jail.

Goodbye my warm belly,
Goodbye my warm belly,
Goodbye...
Track Name: Lonesome Story 96
LONESOME STORY 96


First, your birth,
you're growing up in a modern jungle.
Dirty playground, no smile around.
Everyone is nervous, when sun goes down.

Second step, on a grey smog,
on the Third World of North America.
Hope and sun are never rising up,
but every night, they're going down.

Step by step, on the warm wind.
Step by step, on the warm wind.
Love, hate, home, far away...
Step by step, on the warm wind.
Step by step, on the warm wind.

You walk around midnight.
The criminal Art.
Your murder desire happened so soon.

You walk around midnight.
The criminal Art.
Your murder desire happened so soon....
Track Name: Black Wagon
BLACK WAGON


Paso a paso, en un carro gris y negro,
Buscando mi asiento.

Paso a paso, en un carro gris y negro,
Buscando mi asiento.

No sé que hacer para mi,
No sé que hacer para mi,
No sé que hacer para mi, no sé.

Step by step, on a grey and black wagon,
I'm looking for my seat.

Step by step, on a grey and black wagon,
I'm looking for my seat.

I don't know what to do for myself,
I don't know what to do for myself,
I don't know what to do for myself, I don't.

Every single day, I run on that rat race,
looking for love and a place to sit down
and watching my life by the window.

Step by step, on a grey and black wagon,
I'm looking for my seat.

Step by step, on a grey and black wagon,
I'm looking for my seat.

I don't know what to do for myself,
I don't know what to do for myself,
I don't know what to do for myself, I don't.

Every single day, I run on that rat race,
looking for love and a place to sit down
and watching my life by the window.
Track Name: No Way
NO WAY


No way,
No way out.
You were,
You were high.
Down by the river,
You were standing by my side.
A shiny weather,
But you only love the clouds.

And the wind blows, and you walk the line.
The wind blows, shadows don't mind.
The wind blows, and you walk the line.


You were standing by my side.
You were...

You were standing by my side.
You were...

By my side,
By my side,
By my side,
By my side,

You were standing by my side.
You were...

By my side,
By my side,
By my side,
By my side,
Track Name: Je suis, Je sens
JE SUIS, JE SENS

Je suis, je sens,
je mesure ma chance,
je respire.
Le sable froid a envahi la ville,
tu me glisses entre les doigts.
Je m'échappe.

Je m'injecte des insectes,
à l'aube d'une ère nouvelle.
La nouvelle ère du rien, la nouvelle ère du rien.

Je m'écroule.
Je m'écoule dans l'heure.
Tout s'écroule.
L'alarme incendie pleure.

Le vent est tombé, à présent,
tous, se désolent.
De quoi sera imparfait,
demain?

Se tordre de douleur,
à l'ombre d'un cercle polaire,
une île sans elle,
à l'horizon funèbre.

Et je m'injecte des insectes,
à l'aube d'une ère nouvelle.
La nouvelle ère du rien, la nouvelle ère du rien.

Je m'écroule.
Je m'écoule dans l'heure.
Tout s'écroule.
L'alarme incendie pleure.

Je m'écroule.
Je m'écoule dans l'heure.
Tout s'écroule.
L'alarme incendie pleure.
Track Name: Les Mains
LES MAINS


Tu me prends les mains comme on prend le temps
de vivre les derniers instants.

Et la vie glisse lentement comme le vent
sous les feuilles en hiver.

La nuit se pose ici.
La nuit s'impose à ta vie comme à d'autres.

Tu me prends les mains comme on prend le temps
de vivre.
Track Name: Sick and Sad
SICK AND SAD

I spent so many nights
waiting all around.
I've lost my mind
sinking on the ocean.

And when I'm down,
I think about the man I was,
on another way,
nobody on my back

Get out of here, I don't need you anymore.
Get out of here, I don't want to see you anymore.

I wish you lying on a bed like
a unknown sick and sad.
I wish you crying like a crocodile,
sitting by my side.
I'm in love with you and I'll never forget.

I spent so many nights.
Track Name: Les Têtes Singulières
LES TÊTES SINGULIERES

Je réduis à feu doux
Des têtes singulières
Je cuisine à mon goût
Les ennemis de ma guerre

J’écorcherai vif
Mes compagnons d’infortune
J’attendrai mon heure
Avec patience

Adieu, je rends mon âme à Dieu
Adieu, je rends mon âme, adieu

Victime désignée
Funestes prières
Du sel sur mes blessures
Un sang au goût amer

Adieu, je rends mon âme à Dieu
Adieu, je rends mon âme, adieu