Valentine Heart

Liza m'appelle,
elle est là dans la ville.
En allant la rejoindre, je croise A. sorti tout droit de l'époque strasbourgeoise...
Je ne l'avais pas revu depuis mon départ au Danskland.

Et puis, balade avec Liza...
Rencontre fortuite avec Ph. dont j'avais l'impression étrange que cela ne faisait que commencer.

Chez moi, café, plus tard, verres en plastiques. Allons, il est tard, je te dépose. Les clefs de bagnole, sans chemise, sans pantalon. Sortie pour 2 min, rentrée le lendemain vers 19H00. Entre temps, un bar, des yeux, un sourire...
Des mots, des phrases, un bras, deux bras, une main qui effleure, des yeux qui implorent, un esprit critique, rigoureux et structuré...: A valentine heart anyway...

Plus tard...Dormir deux heures dans le froid, une visite en prison.
Accueil d'un chilien, dégustation de foie gras...et autres substances et enfin un petit tour par chez la femme piège.
Home again, sing that song of pain...Je ne sais si ...


"If I was a Londoner, rich with complaint
Would you take me back to your house
Which is sainted with lust and the listless shade
If I could have held you once more with that light
It's nothing to you, but it keeps me alive
Like a Valentine's Day, it's a Valentine's heart, anyway

The king and the ages, they fall by the plan
It's always the tired and the ordinary man
(It's the) challenge it's funny and such
I want to see you again
I want to see you again
It's so simple and plain
But I'll come back and see you again

The lie is the angel, it doesn't exist
I tell you it's funny but you like just to twist all my words
It's a shame you're so young
My word, it's a shame I'm so dumb
I figure a house with the smoke and the fence
The people round here would be pleased
Take my word on this

I would believe just in you, just believe in you
And five days to catch me around with my ring
As I visit the friendships which meant everything to the girl
With the clown's face, to the girl with the clowns face, round here"