album sorti en septembre 2004
1- children of windaklo
2- shaünipul
3- gouz mandamaz
4- sladinji the grinning tree
5- slakaz blehezim
6- blewkhz gowz (the only thing he had to say)
7- your servant to the ground
8- smoke
9- mindala jinka
10- ather
11- jaün sev' ¨zul
12- vatilan
13- the wise left hand
Le DVD
Cet album est disponible dans les magasins Fnac et Starter.
…
Put petals of desperate roses
A complicated mix of causes
Effects and shapes of sex beasts
A mix of musk and milky kisses…
He speaks on his own
in this Broken home the wooden walls
May hear this song
Smell his teeth and taste his tongue
The marvellous drink I provide won't
Help me minimize the way I plan
To sip off their hatred while I'd
Sway above these sandy stupid tears
The wrath of Shaünipul you'll fear!
I work for the Animal
In every corner, every turn
Magnificent thrill of all !
They shall not call this
Soliloquy a wretched act
Of monopoly on a moving
Tainting, staining soul
Because I work for
The Animal
Darazdeblek unveiled the path and
Sustained our fate with nonsensical sentences...
"At the surface of the river Glance
Whistle the taboos of a mystified aesthete chancellor
Dancing around the working loom... "
He said
"I wish that you could ever read what's on my mind...
I wish that you could ever glow sometimes...
Within those days I'll dance above the river Glance
And my prick is what you'll feel... "
Torn ! Tasks ! Machines ! Tempted properties...
The looming chancellor swings among the mango women-leaves
This taste for sweet noise delivers the disease !
Man ! In those lands of wasted words we pray for silent wind...
And sing
"I wish that you could ever read what's on my mind...
I wish that you could ever glow sometimes...
Within those days I'll dance above the river Glance
And my prick is what you'll feel... "
Our fella came to us to ask for redemption...
And as a good claimer gave us gifts of compassion,
And told us about his dissident brother
Who was born in an eagle glove and
Above us wanted to tower...
But the Sword and the Wreck
The Clash and wheels of time
The eagle crushed the glove
And in the forth finger he died
And moaned
"I wish that you could ever read what's on my mind...
I wish that you could ever glow sometimes...
Within those days I'll dance above the river Glance
And my prick is what you'll feel... "
I
shot my luck the moment
I woke up in this hole, cool
And wet
Sharp and muddy tree
I've been sleeping next to
Then a melting veil came through
My brains like the thrusting fingers
Of the grinning ape
The real combination
Of fanatic attractions…
"This emotion's hunting me"
Said the young Sladinji
Surrounded by this bittersweet
Veil Crusty skin
He feels…
A smooth flickering tongue came
Licking his thumb as the sweet
Blood dripped over the wonb…
Spider's spinning its home as
Sladinji's building his own trap
And the melting veil stood through
Those brains like the lifting fingers
Of the grinning ape
The pa-paw resurrection
Of a cosmic lick complexion
This emotion's hunting me"
Said the young Sladinji
Surrounded by this bittersweet
Veil Crusty skin
Grabbing claws
He feels…
...A bridge that
I can never cross...
…Without you I'm a lover...
…Endured the words you thought...
…I smell the froth of your promises...
...The reign of what you are...
…is just a part of my ignorance...
Certaines traductions sont disponibles sur le site La Coccinelle