you're distracted
that's their plan
place blame on trans women
not the man
there's no need for him to fake being a girl
men are raping women dressed up as themselves
wake up
wake up
wake up
we fear cis men
she is not a man in disguise
she is not a danger
he's the problem
you've forgotten
predators are men
the truth is
you're suspicious of anything that disrupts
the status quo
the things you've been told
everything you thought you knew
it's easier to be opposed to
the people who hold up a mirror to us all
and make us question what it means to be human
it's more complex than body parts
and your refusal to open your mind
to approach this with love
is a reflection of your discomfort with yourself
you do not know trans people better than
they know themselves
trans rights are human rights
she is not a man in disguise
she is not a danger
he's the problem
you've forgotten
predators are men
yeah yeah
this could bring the end of everything
they divide and conquer
calculated
fear and hatred
we are on the edge
wake up
this is a manipulation
Now you want to be loved
Yet you want to be free
Your world is full of dreams
Of what you hoped would be
You would never be lost
And where love was concerned
Your rivers would be crossed
And bridges could be burned
It was great to be free
All the world to explore
And you would hold the key
To open any door
Now you want to be loved
There’s no peace in your mind
For suddenly you grow
And suddenly you find
That the world is not a dream
And this you have to learn
A very precious love
Is something you must earn
Now you want to be loved
Yet you want to be free
But love is not a game
And this should never be
If you want to be loved
You can never be free
So face up to the truth
And someday you may see
If you open your heart
And your heart can be true
As you want to be loved
Your love will come to you
Your love will come to you
Pour Des Ronds dans l’eau, c’est paroles Pierre Barouh, musique Raymond Le Sénéchal, 1966. Les paroles anglaises de Now You Want To Be Loved, c’est Sonny Miller, 1968. Et c’est Sonny Miller (1905-1969), connu pour Got a Date with an Angel, parce que des Sonny Miller, y en a beaucoup…
C’est le 10 février ! \o/ C’est l’anniversaire de Maxime Le Forestier, et si ça compte, c’est à cause des paroles de cette chanson. C’est la fin officielle de l’hibernation du Fouc laineux.
Sur le calendrier
Au mois de février
Les jours allongent peu a peu
On se lève assez tard
Les yeux pleins de brouillard
Heureux ou malheureux
Les jours rallongent, et tu le sens enfin… (dans les paroles de la chanson, c’est tantôt allongent tantôt rallongent. Je crois que, dans l’enregistrement studio de l’album de 72 j’entends « rallongent », mais pour ce live de 2009, c’est « allongent »)
J'ai découvert le hashtag #pouetradio je vais donc l'utiliser en association avec mon hashtag personnel #incpamoasears pour récapituler ce que j'ai posté jusqu'ici :)
Je continuerai dorénavant sous ce pouet pour en faire un fil :)
Je ne m'explique pas pourquoi, j'adore cette chanson et le clip qui va avec. Peut-être les souvenirs d'avoir regardé "Tonnerre Mécanique" à la TV quand j'étais ado ? :D Je verrais bien la musique posée sur des images de la série :)