SUPRASENSUAL CONFESSIONS...

I'm doing well in my business
I'm doing well in my love affairs
I change secretary often
I have my office on top of a tower
From where i see the town upside down
From where i control my universe

I spend half my life in the air
Between New york and Singapour
I always travel in first
I have my second home
In all the Hilton's on earth
I can't accept misery

I'm not happy but i look like i am
I lost humour sense
Since i got the business sense
I succeded and i'm proud of it
In fact i have only one regret
It's not what i wanted to do

I wanted to be an artist
To be able to do my show
When the airplane touches the ground
In Rotterdam or Rio
I wanted to be a singer
To be able to shout who i am
I wanted to be an author
To be able to create my life
I wanted to be an actor
So every day i will change my skin
And to find myself beautifull
On a big color screen

I wanted to be an artist
To be able to be an anarchist
And live like a millionaire

I wanted to be an artist
To have the world to do again
To be able to tell why exist...

STARMANIA (Rock opera)

But where does the strange emotion what fascinates me provided that it bothers me?
I shudder stabbed by the beautiful it's like knife in the soul, the wound through my heart
and i have the joy in the pain, i get drunk this poison a reason to lose...

It is the Good that hurts
When you worship quite normal, your hatred take pleasure,
it's so good to suffer, succombs to the charm, give your tears.
It is the good that hurts
when you worship quite common place,
your pain, the real delight, go through the torture,
drop weapons, give your tears.

I feel violent impulses
i feel slipping towards the bottom
If i do not know where does this evil
It's in my skin and i like it.
Enchanted by the mad ideas
Suddenly my wishlist fly
The desire becomes my prison
a reason to lose, i am so addict...

I know that we know each other a little,
but i must make a confession,
i feel weird, strange
Today my Hapiness revenge

Him that my pain has punished
relegated to exile,
he rises and Reign supreme,
YOU made it reborn

Then Thank you!

Being with you makes me feel good
and at your feet I'm someone
i no longer need to fear,
i do not need to be Eslewhere

Under your eyes i am beautiful
And sometimes maybe a little too
But i never forget where i come from,
Long before you ,i was nothing,

Then Thank you, Thank you

I lay bare and without taboo
Not easy there before YOU,
But i'm mad and i'm starting,
For what is silence kill,

Then Thank you, to be there,
So close to me

FEELINGS AFTER TISH FEMDOM EVENTS....

Did i like to hold you in my hand
I was doing you no harm
I made you understand
All my life ive been that way
It happened long ago

Did i pray to worship you through the night
I was dreaming wide awake
The early morning light shine on me
A sorry state
My heart has told me so
And the storm clouds gather over head
No shelter we can share

Lie down at your Goddess feet
I got no control
I would sell my soul
To be there
So forever do or die
We just belong
Kiss hello, no wave goodbye
And the heat is stronger

For the moment when we touch
No wind can hold me
Come from worshipping YOU too much
And the nights are longer

Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never met
But i can't forget
Its how i feel
Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and the sight
There will never be another worship
With the power of you and i

May be im wrong when i hold you in my hand
I believed you when you asked
I tried to understand
All my life, ive been that way
It happened long ago

Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never met
But i can't forget
Its how i feel
Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and the sight

There will never be another worship
With the power of YOU and i....

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
i want to walk in the open wind
i want to walk like lovers do
i want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
like lovers do
Walk with me
like lovers do
Talk to me
like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

EURYTHMICS

Since the beginning i knew it will happen...
At that time i didn't know it could be YOU
Since you turned your head to me, you rescue me
You are like a tower of strengh to me...!
I am not scared anymore...

All i wrote in my blog happened...
A mix between wishes and fulfills...
between dream and reality...

You let me show you the world in my eyes,
i try to absorb your universe in my brain...

It will takes time, passion, empathy...
My focus is on YOU, losing my self for YOU,
i am addict and nothing else matters...

Undisclosed desires...
violence in our hearts,
feeling like a child again...
erasing my memories to follow your law...
I always belonged to YOU

Your beauty is not a mask,
a flame to the underworld in your eyes.,
you may be a sinner but your innocense is mine
please show me how it's done
tease me, YOU are the one...,

In my eyes, my Goddess is gorgeous, classy, brainy...
Her noble soul allows trust, empathie, complicity...
Of course our relationship is not perfect, but "there is beauty in imperfection"

Our souls are painted like the wings of butterfly, fairly tales of yesterday, will grow but never die...
We can fly...

She enjoys my worship to her...all kinds of worship...
My imagination has no limits...and She likes it...

I gave her my body, my soul, my mind...
She gift me her attention, her time, her complicity...

Our inside world grow deeper and deeper without fear for me, without tears for her...

It could be YOU...
It's up to YOU...
Will YOU make my dream Your reality?

It would be simple by give a call,
how to break the silence surrounding
As true as far i spoke to her,
i learn all alone to make my arms

Also true that i keep to think,
if only She could miss me

Is She going to make me a sign,
running out of passion is not a crime.
I have one request to send her,
if only She could miss me.

I simply say,
apart from that,
all goes well,
Apart from her,
i shall not want
i shall not need.

I live in another world,
i cling everyday,
i will break the silence
about me...

Is She going to make me a sign?
Missing my Goddess
is not a crime...

I have one request to send her
If only She could miss me...

A taste of alcohol tearing my skin
All my boats have your flag
You burned my paper planes

In my book you make the cover
Flowers of evil stifle my heart
I write your name on every nights

I have the blues for you
From your silence and your soft voice
Yes i have the blues for you
without you it is so hard to be me
I wanted to do my heaven in your hell
Simply crazy i think
The blues for you

Our memories explode my head
Our future is on your hands
A way to stay, a way to go

And my melancholy violins
make you a long solo madness
you're evrywhere on my calendar

I wanted to make my heaven in your hell
simply crazy i guess, my blues for you

A taste of alcohol tearing my skin
all my body got your flag
you burnt my paper heart...
I was ready soul and mind...

If tonight, i have no desire to returning alone,
if tonight, i have no desire of going home,
if tonight, i have no desire of my mouth closed,
if tonight, i want of me voice breaking,
breaking the voice, break my voice.

I can't believe anymore which is marked on the walls,
I can see over the lives of others even painting.
I'm not here for the smiles of the morning
Angry with me, so tonight i want
breaking the voice, break my voice.

Friends who go and others who remain,
to make a con for people that hate
The missed appointments and the time is lost...
Between youth spent and old people hope.

And those blinding flashes
a television everyday
And the bastards who bellow
the color of love
And newspaper lying around
as i drag my boredom
The fear is mine when
i'm awake at night
Breaking the voice, break my voice.

And the girls of the night
We never see the day
And we slept in her bed
By calling it's love
And the shameful memories
Efore that's forget its ice

In's saying "i'm yucky
but i'm not disgusting"
Slowly the dreams that flow
Under the gaze of parents

And the tears roll
on the cheeks of children.

And the sounds coming
as cries in the throat
Envy of screaming his hatred
like a cat being slaughtered
Breaking the voice, break my voice...

If tonight, i have no desire of returning alone,
if tonight, i have no desire of going home...