#4 Les lyrics du jeudi /// A Silver Mt. Zion

A Silver Mt. Zion - Movie (Never Made) (from He Has Left Us Alone, But Shafts Of Light Sometimes Grace The Corner Of Our Rooms)

Movie (Never Made), l'histoire d'une vie rêvée, jamais réalisée.

Tout ce que l'on a toujours voulu faire et créer mais qu'on n'a jamais eu le courage de faire. Alors forcément, venant de quelqu'un comme Efrim Menuck, ça respire l'altermondialisme et l'anticapitalisme (bonjour les banques). Mais quand même, ça reste très joliment écrit, et la chanson, réduite justement au minimalisme extrême, est totalement magnifique.

On silver mount zion

All buried in ruins

We was dancing the hora

Until we vomited blood

Spinning like crazy

Shoshanna i was jonesing

The towers had fallen

And the wind called out my grandfather's name

Let's kill first the banker

With his professional demeanor

Let's televise and broadcast the raping of kings

Let our crowds be fed on tear gas and plate glass

'Cos the people united is a wonderful thing

I know that you're dying

And I know I'm unwell

And together we sashay

Through variations of hell

And as you walk through valleys of fear

The lure of my past never near

Oh, don't be afraid, for the parade

Will not pass our way

It's nobler to never get paid,

Than to bank on shit and dismay