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released May 7, 2017

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Track Name: Elsa Siugo - No pretending
Where did you get this idea
That being two was like
Never being one again
Where did you get this strange idea
That falling in love was like
Falling down down down down

Where did you get this weird idea
That I could take your freedom away
Where did you get this idea
That I could stop your way of life
Just by being with you side by side

I know I’m scaring you

That’s the only thing you see (x2)

And the only thing you see
When I look at you with love’s fire in my eyes
Is not that
I’m warming you up
But that
I’m burning your soul
And the only thing you see
When I look at you with desire in my eyes
Is not that
I could give you warmth at night
But that
I’m turning you into ashes

That’s the only thing you see (x2)

Where did you hear this story
That I could be so dangerous to you
I don’t want to hear this story
That you could be so dangerous to me
Where did you hear this story
That you must use your brain in love
I don’t want to hear this story
That feelings could be thought
And the only thing you feel
And the only thing you feel or not feel

And the only thing you do is not feel but think
Too much actually
A strong fear coming over you baby
And the only thing you see is the pour man you are
Savaged by the evil woman I am

But what is it you want from me
Will I have to let you go without having taking anything
Cause the only idea
Of giving me a kiss
Of holding me in your arms
Is like giving me a chance of being loved by you

But what is it you want from me

Where did you get this idea
That I had never been true to you
Where did you get this idea
That I had played a game to trap you
No I’ve never cheated on you (x2)
No I’ve never cheated on you but you’ve had (x8)
Track Name: Elsa Siugo - Talkative tongue
I’m watching to the landscape
Through these windows it’s escap…ing
Everything is going fast
No time to think of the past
Some trees are still green
But others are showing
Traces of fall, faces of small….colours + choeur
Mostly red, nearly dead + choeur


And I’m hearing you
Voice from the grave
Still getting through my veins
More and more feelings
Calmness and musical silence + choeur

The sky is grey
No bird on the way
No life in my head
Emptiness instead
You’ve hurt me happily
You’ve depressed me gracefully
You and you only + choeur


And you are still knocking
Still leaving in my ears
No knife in your chest + choeur
No blood in your place + choeur
Just your singing
And guitar plying

Your words softly pronounced
Deeply and truly, no falling down
By joyful melodies
You said so many things

And I do remember
You with your cigarette
Under the cords you bet
Smoking and singing at the same time
So simple and so not shallow guy
As this plane you disappeared + choeur
In the smoking land of…tears + choeur

I miss you
You’ll never write other words
But I’ll always keep those
Which are and will be forever
In our mind
It’s our Ears Listening and Learning Instead Of Talkative Tongue
Track Name: Elsa Siugo - Comptes de faits
Je suis pauvre j’ai 15 ans alors
Mon ventre est vide encore
Quand il m’aborde avec son doux sourire
Je le suis, ma vie ne peut être pire
Arrivée dans ce beau pays
Nouvel avenir, nouveaux amis
Je ne suis pas déçue, c’est ce qu’on m’avait dit
Me voilà si jolie, maquillée, habillée
Moi qui ne suis même pas née coiffée

Un rêve devenu réalité
Telle une vie de contes de fée
Comme une porte ouverte sur la chance
Voilà qu’on me donne la clé…d’une chambre

Je me sens soudain étrange
Ce métal froid me paralyse
Quelque chose me dérange
Je me tourne et réalise
Un homme aux cheveux gris t’approche
Il sort de l’argent de sa poche
Et te le tend, toi tu le prends
Tu me regardes, sans un sourire… et tu pars
J’ai cru à une belle histoire
Je finis dans un roman de gare
Voguant sur mes espoirs
Il fait couler mon fard
Ma jeunesse s’envole ce soir

Et le temps a passé,
J’ai dû m’y habituer
Je me défends des attaques
Des honnêtes gens, de leur mépris
Déjà emprisonnée dans ce corps
Je suis dans une cellule aux barreaux scellés
Par un salaud qui laisse errer…nos bourreaux

Les autres comme moi retrouvent alors leur cri
Etouffé lors d’une pareille nuit
Pourquoi vous en prendre à nous, ceux des bas fonds
Vous qui n’êtes qu’ambition, vous nous lancez des jurons
Sur nos jupons…déjà salis
C’est sûr que c’est plus facile
De punir une gamine, une victime

Oui, monsieur le Ministre, vous êtes comme ça
Vous vous attaquez aux petites gens comme moi
Vous nous appellez la France d’en bas
Pour nous rappeler que jamais on ne montera
Pour nous rappeler que jamais on ne vous rejoindra
Vous qui pourtant venez si souvent chez moi