mardi 26 février 2008

Les pérégrinations d'Elassar



"Un voyageur est une espèce d'historien; son devoir est de raconter fidèlement ce qu'il a vu ou ce qu'il a entendu dire; il ne doit rien inventer, mais aussi il ne doit rien omettre."
(Chateaubriand)
"Le voyage est une espèce de porte par où l'on sort de la réalité comme pour pénétrer dans une réalité inexplorée qui semble un rêve."
(Guy de Maupassant)


Man In The Rain (Mike Oldfield, Tubular bells 1988)

You're the one who's nearly breaking my heart.
Had your chance, you just threw it all away.
Living in a world that you could never be a part of
And never time to walk away.

[ chorus ]You can't stay, no, you can't stay.
You're no loser, there's still time to ride that train
And you must be on your way tonight.
Think anew right through, you're a man in the rain.
What's the use in hanging round these walls.
Lamps are burning, but nobody's at home.There's a new day dawning as a cold rain fallsAnd now's the time to walk alone.

[ repeat chorus ]

How's it feel when there's time to remember?
Branches bare, like the trees in november.
Had it all, threw it all away.
Now's the time to walk away.

[ repeat chorus ]

How's it feel when there's time to remember?
Branches bare, like the trees in november.
How's it feel when there's time to remember?
Branches bare, like the trees in november.

[ repeat chorus ]

Threw it all away, threw it all away
And now's the time to walk away.

[ repeat chorus ]

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