Thursday 26 July 2012

Oxford

New College


Friday 20 July 2012

Je ne suis pas un ange

Je suis tombée
Dans le dos la brûlure
J'ai vécu en jouant
du violon ou de la trompette
Certains m'ont dit là bas
avec un trémolo dans la voix
"Ah! Votre manière de jouer Brahms!"
Ou peut être étais-je celle qui jouait
les préludes de Bach au violoncelle
devant le four qui se remplissait
J'ai vécu
Dans le dos la brûlure
J'erre dans les temps
Je pleure beaucoup
Les innocents brûlent toujours

Thursday 19 July 2012

Roasting

I feel very Spanish today
roasting in the sun waiting
for a bus that does not come
I try not to show fear
when I walked on the road
the dynosaurs are passing by
as long as I am not in their way.
How long have I waited now?
One hour maybe? Not cigarettes left.
I'll be cranky. Americans are passing by,
doing their hobbies, dressed up to "work out"
Oh I'm working it out just fine here.

Wednesday 11 July 2012

In the country

In the country of my ancestors
I feel nothing but difference
Maybe I should be like those surfers
Looking at our lands with indifference

Tuesday 3 July 2012

Please sign this petition!

I find it very important to stop the extradition of Richard to the United States!

(more information on the BBC News website)