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Ross Heselton
La Tour D'Ivoire

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1 La Tour D'Ivoire
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2 Wonderland
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3 Je t'emporterais en Arcady - Ross Heselton
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4 Poppy Fields - Ross Heselton
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MP3 : Je t'emporterais en Arcady - Ross Heselton (2009)

Je t'emporterais en Arcady - Ross Heselton (2009)

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  • Title: Je t'emporterais en Arcady - Ross Heselton
  • Year: 2009

Lyrics:

Un jour je te retrouverais,
Et de douces rythmes & mélodies,
Baignant dans la lumière du soleil d'Arcady,
Je te sérénaderais...

Main en main on danserait,
A travers les champs de coclicots,
Aux douces pétales d'un rouge écarlate, se chuchotant des jolis mots,
Du levée du soleil jusqu'à son couché...

Mais quand sonneras l'heure de l'hiver,
Que feras-tu ma chère?
Avec ce froid courroux mordant dans l'air...

Alors laisse moi t'emporter,
Avec mes douces petites mélodies rythmées,
Sous les soleils d'argent de l'Arcady...

- Ross Heselton 20.02.09
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# Posted on Tuesday, 24 March 2009 at 4:38 PM

Edited on Monday, 18 May 2009 at 12:53 PM

MP3 : Petty Coats, Guitars & Dandys In Poppy Fields / Poppy Fields - Ross Heselton (2009)

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  • Title: Poppy Fields - Ross Heselton
  • Album: Petty Coats, Guitars & Dandys In Poppy Fields
  • Year: 2009

Lyrics:

Come run away with me,
We can stop down in Soho for gin & tea.
And i'd play those broken love songs,
But you allways told me that I couldn't sing...

We could fall in love by sunset,
Et be leaving town at dawn.
You can meet me at the railroad park,
Bring guitars & rhum & cigarettes.

And we'll skip down to the poppy fields,
Were the lovers used to meet.
You'd allways bring me flowers,
And in return I gave you rhyme & verse and i will love you forever,
Or at least untill next june.

And when darkness grows & the rain starts to pour,
I will sing you a song, & you can fall into my arms.
You were allways affraid of a shower,
Juste like a flower :
I remember when you started and ran,
When the rain began.

And we'll take one last trip down to the poppy fields,
Were the lovers once met.
You'd pick me some english roses,
And i'd sing you rhymes & verse & melodys,
And tell you that i'd love you forever,
Or at least 'till next week....

And the lovers will say their tearfull goodbye,
Hand in hand by the old railway,
Sharing all the poppys & english roses that money can buy,
As they kiss their hearts away.

- Ross Heselton. 27.03.09 [Paroles depuis "you were always afraid of a shower" jusqu'à "when the ran began" sont prises du poème "Roses and Rue" de Oscar Wilde.]

Petty Coats, Guitars & Dandys In Poppy Fields / Poppy Fields - Ross Heselton (2009)
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# Posted on Sunday, 29 March 2009 at 9:17 AM

Edited on Monday, 18 May 2009 at 12:52 PM

MP3 : Poppy Fields & Other Songs / La Tour D'Ivoire (2009)

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  • Title: La Tour D'Ivoire
  • Album: Poppy Fields & Other Songs
  • Year: 2009

Lyrics:


Je me suis rendu au pied de la tour d'Ivoire,
Où les arbres aux feuilles d'argent grandissent,
Mais je n'y trouverais pas d'amour,
Juste des os brisés, & des vielles feuilles noires,
Et une jeune fille, pâle & maigre,
Rammenée à ces côtes d'un blanc si pur,
Par les eaux violentes de le Tamise, de la Seine, & du Rhur.

C'était elle la fille de mes rêves,
La fille au sourire parfumé,
Et qui, au clair de lune, danseait.
C'est elle que j'aime,
Et je l'aurais suivi jusqu'au bout du monde, et jusqu'au fond du canal.

Mais aujoudhui je l'ai retrouvée, froide,
Frappant de sa main fragile les portes de la mort,
Vétue de lambeaux, ses bras battus...
Donc je l'ai portée au sommet de la tour d'Ivoire,
Où les oiseaux chantent & les nuages viennent mourir,
Et je lui ai chuchoté à l'oreille, la chose la plus belle, la plus poétique,
La plus profonde que l'on puisse dire,
Ces trois petits mots qui sont trop dites mais pas assez,
Simplement : "Je t'aime" .

[ Ross Heselton 14/02/09 ]
Poppy Fields & Other Songs / La Tour D'Ivoire (2009)
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# Posted on Sunday, 26 April 2009 at 1:28 PM

Edited on Monday, 18 May 2009 at 12:56 PM

MP3 : Wonderland (2009)

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  • Title: Wonderland
  • Year: 2009

Lyrics:


Come meet me down in Wonderland,
It's through the looking glass & down the rabbit hole.
We'll drink gin in teacups, smoke fags on the lawn,
Play cards under an English sun
As the lark sing, the wind blows & we make believe we're on the run...

Well it was so long ago when we first hit the road,
But after 300 miles were still singing those songs... About :

Loversloversloversloversloverslovers...
La la la la la la la la la...
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

You & Me & Tweedledee,
We were out by the old oak tree :
Down the road by the pond,
where we would write our songs
& spend afternoons smoking cigarettes,
Reminiscing when we first met...
Remember how we used to play,
And romanticise running away?...

Well it was so long ago when we first hit the road,
But after 300 miles were still singing those songs... About :

Loversloversloversloversloverslovers...
La la la la la la la la la...
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

I thought you were the queen of hearts
But you pushed me up & pulled me down,
You fucked me up & shagged around..
Huh, turns out you're just another cheap tart...

Well it was so long ago when we first hit the road,
But after 300 miles were still singing those songs... About :

Loversloversloversloversloverslovers...
La la la la la la la la la...
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...


[Ross Heselton]
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# Posted on Saturday, 23 May 2009 at 10:27 AM

Edited on Saturday, 23 May 2009 at 10:47 AM