Regarde-Moi!
(Look at me !) © E.5131 (track 8)
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An old woman dressed in a very short nightdress implores Manolo.
It’s the night and the pools of rain on the tar are reflected
Some few busy lights
Red grenn orange
And implores him on her knees
Struggle Mano to Mano.
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I don’t really remember, I..
I don’t know much more...
I only know that he had the face
Shadowed, facing me, I...
Not really shaved, or maybe a beard, hum..
Two, three or four days
I do not play, no I don’t.., I...
I...No, It’s not a game.
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Sortie dans le parc
(Exit in the Park) © E.5131 (track 9)
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This evening the children didn’t come
The magpies ans the crows are frisking
In this park, I examine them
I’m alone among them
A cloud escapes from a tree
That has arranged this evening
His fan-shaped branches
And bends down, folds, as to salute me.
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Ciel Noir sur Sol Gris
(Black Sky on Grey Ground) © E.5131 (track 10)
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Black sky on a grey ground
The days are raining and are flying away.
A day in broad daylight
The black sky on a grey ground.
Manolo told him :
No, tomorrow I won’t feel like
Neither seeing you, nor being alive
Neither seeing you, nor being alive
Neither seeing you, nor being alive
Each drop tumbles down
And takes a train in the night
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A green and luminous cross
Comes and goes
That goes out and starts again.
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L’Angeindividu
(The Ange(l)individual) © E.5131 (track 11)
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In the night in the hill, the angeldividual, he is unaware of, follows him and sings :
"Manolo, Manolo
Look at me
Your wife has gone
You ain’t got nothing
I’m here
Look at me, for you."
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
Mano, he flees, looks for,to join the Hill.
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