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		Par : Sardequin		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[En réponse à &lt;a href=&quot;https://joseph-isola.info/Sardequin/sur-ma-platine-the-cure-pornography/comment-page-1/#comment-1619&quot;&gt;Diablotin&lt;/a&gt;.

D’une gaité folle en effet !]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>En réponse à <a href="https://joseph-isola.info/Sardequin/sur-ma-platine-the-cure-pornography/comment-page-1/#comment-1619">Diablotin</a>.</p>
<p>D’une gaité folle en effet !</p>
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		Par : Diablotin		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diablotin]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[Robert Smith mériterait aussi un Nobel de littérature -glauque à cette période- :-) Dans mon trio de tête des chanson de The Cure, il y a celle-ci, issue de Pornography :

It doesn&#039;t matter if we all die / Ambition in the back of a black car / In a high building there is so much to do / Going home time / A story on the radio... //
Something small falls out of your mouth / And we laugh / A prayer for something better / A prayer / For something better / Please love me / Meet my mother... / But the fear takes hold / Creeping up the stairs in the dark / Waiting for the death blow //
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot / Fighting for freedom on the television / Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs / Have we got everything? / She struggles to get away... //
The pain / And the creeping feeling / A little black haired girl / Waiting for Saturday / The death of her father pushing her / Pushing her white face into the mirror / Aching inside me / And turn me round / Just like the old days / Just like the old days //
Caressing an old man / And painting a lifeless face / Just a piece of new meat in a clean room / The soldiers close in under a yellow moon / All shadows and deliverance / Under a black flag / A hundred years of blood / Crimson / The ribbon tightens round my throat / I open my mouth / And my head bursts open / A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water / Thrashing in the water / Over and over / We die one after the other / Over and over / We die one after the other after the other... //
It feels like a hundred years / One hundred years...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Robert Smith mériterait aussi un Nobel de littérature -glauque à cette période- 🙂 Dans mon trio de tête des chanson de The Cure, il y a celle-ci, issue de Pornography :</p>
<p>It doesn&rsquo;t matter if we all die / Ambition in the back of a black car / In a high building there is so much to do / Going home time / A story on the radio&#8230; //<br />
Something small falls out of your mouth / And we laugh / A prayer for something better / A prayer / For something better / Please love me / Meet my mother&#8230; / But the fear takes hold / Creeping up the stairs in the dark / Waiting for the death blow //<br />
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot / Fighting for freedom on the television / Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs / Have we got everything? / She struggles to get away&#8230; //<br />
The pain / And the creeping feeling / A little black haired girl / Waiting for Saturday / The death of her father pushing her / Pushing her white face into the mirror / Aching inside me / And turn me round / Just like the old days / Just like the old days //<br />
Caressing an old man / And painting a lifeless face / Just a piece of new meat in a clean room / The soldiers close in under a yellow moon / All shadows and deliverance / Under a black flag / A hundred years of blood / Crimson / The ribbon tightens round my throat / I open my mouth / And my head bursts open / A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water / Thrashing in the water / Over and over / We die one after the other / Over and over / We die one after the other after the other&#8230; //<br />
It feels like a hundred years / One hundred years&#8230;</p>
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