Si noire berceuse...!
BACK TO BLACK
Amy Winehouse
"He left no time to regret,
Kept his dick wet,
With his same old safe bet.
Me & my head high,
And my tears dry,
Get on without my guy.
You went back to what you knew,
So far removed
From all that we went through.
And I tread a troubled track,
My odds are stacked,
I go back to black.
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to... I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe,
And I'm a tired penny rolling up the walls inside.
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
I go back to...
I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black..."
Je sais... Ce n'est raisonnable en rien, une telle berceuse...
Mais un ami qui m'est très cher me faisait remarquer par mail hier soir qu'elle lui faisait immanquablement penser à moi ces temps derniers, ce que je ne peux qu'approuver et accessoirement comprendre, après relecture !!!
Ceci dit, si on laisse de côté le propos éminemment déprimant de cette chanson, Amy Winehouse est une fille "qui en a" et rien que ça sert grandement à justifier la présence de "Back to black" ici ce soir !!!
Car moi, j'adore ça... ;-) !
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