Du sable sur les paupières - Hocus Pocus, Kohndo

Hey !

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see

Yeah, comment distinguer l’essentiel

Avec du sable sur les paupières

Apprécier des couleurs couvertes de poussières

Viens, viens, franchissons l’voile

Que tu vois réellement à quoi ressemble à toi

Au fond, peu importe si t’es pas dans l’style

Comment kicker les apparences d’un battement d’cils

Quand il y a tant d’fond d’teint et tant d’vernis

Tant d’teintes musicales ternies, yeah

J’voudrais te guider, explorer tes idées

S’exiler pour exister, sans s’exhiber

J’ai ce goût amer d’un manque de diversité

L’inconfort d’un uniforme qu’on veut me faire porter

Éveillé, je lutte pour garder les yeux ouverts, ouais

Car le marchand de sable est passé

Du sable sur les paupières

Mais du sable sous les pavés

Hey !

Can’t you see, you can be what you wanna be

Fly away with me

Can’t you see, you can be what you wanna be

Come on and see

T’inquiète, j’marche sans œillères, l'œil en face des trous

L’monde à portée d’mes deux yeux sans qu’ma vue s’dédouble

J’aimerais plus de lumière pour ce monde flou

Enlever le voile posé sur toi quand ton cœur souffre

Impressionniste plus que réaliste

Un brin d’panique t’embarque, poussé à la crise

Dans ce monde tragique, j’aimerais t’apaiser des cris

Qui persistent quand ces images tard le soir s'éternisent

J’aimerai t’emmener où la peur cesse

Où la liberté a d’autre odeur que weed et coups d’sexes

Trop d’hommes s’arment de désillusions, peu l’savent

Trop s’enferment dans l’illusion sans esclave

Spectateur sur ordinateur, attendre un bonheur

Prêt à vendre aux enchères, loin des cyber-club

Libre espace enfermé dans une lucarne fade

Putain d’sable amassé sur tes paupières froides

Hey !

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Fly away with me

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see

Fuis les spots et réveille-toi

Crame ton poste et libère-toi

Cesse de croire que t’a pas le choix

Il n’tient qu'à toi de vouloir autre chose

J’rêve d’une pensée aux multiples facettes

Que Serge et son magnéto change la cassette

Écoutons la face B l’autre côté

Et saches que t’as pas que ton portable pour voter

Rêve électrique dans des cages dorées

Amour plastique à l’aurore beurrée

Applique un baume si t’es torturé

Un peu d’magie pour ta survie

Un sentiment trouble qui n’date pas d’hier

Quelques lignes qui le partagent

Du sable sur les paupières

Un grain de sable dans l’engrenage

Hey !

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Fly away with me

Can’t you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see

Hey!

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see

Yeah, how to distinguish the essential

With sand on the eyelids

Appreciate colors covered in dust

Come, come, let's cross the veil

That you actually see what you look like

Basically, it doesn't matter if you're not in style

How to kick appearances with a blink of an eye

When there's so much foundation and so much polish

So many tarnished musical hues, yeah

I would like to guide you, explore your ideas

Going into exile to exist, without showing off

I have this bitter taste of a lack of diversity

The discomfort of a uniform they want me to wear

Awake, I struggle to keep my eyes open, yeah

For the sandman has passed

Sand on the eyelids

But sand under the cobblestones

Hey!

Can't you see, you can be what you wanna be

fly away with me

Can't you see, you can be what you wanna be

Come on and see

Don't worry, I walk without blinkers, the eye in front of the holes

The world within reach of my two eyes without my sight splitting

I would like more light for this hazy world

Take the veil off you when your heart aches

Impressionist more than realist

A bit of panic takes you on board, pushed to the crisis

In this tragic world, I'd like to soothe you with cries

That lingers when these late night images drag on

I'd like to take you where the fear ends

Where freedom has no other smell than weed and sex shots

Too many men arm themselves with disillusion, few know it

Too many lock themselves in the illusion without a slave

Computer viewer, waiting for a bliss

Ready to sell at auction, far from cyber-clubs

Free space enclosed in a bland skylight

Fucking sand piled up on your cold eyelids

Hey!

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

fly away with me

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see

Run away from the spots and wake up

Burn your post and free yourself

Stop thinking you don't have a choice

It's up to you to want something else

I dream of a multi-faceted thought

Let Serge and his recorder change the tape

Let's hear the B side the other side

And know that you don't just have your cell phone to vote

Electric dream in golden cages

Plastic love with a buttery dawn

Apply balm if you're tortured

A little magic for your survival

A troubled feeling that does not date from yesterday

A few lines that share it

Sand on the eyelids

A grain of sand in the gears

Hey!

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

fly away with me

Can't you see, you can be what you want to be

Come on and see