l’oiseau du retour
5 janvier 2017 § 5 Commentaires
dessiné dans le train qui me ramène de Paris … hommage aux splendides oiseaux dramatiques rencontrés à l’exposition fascinante de Jean-Luc Verna au MacVal …
Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, « You must not ask for so much. »
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, « Hey, why not ask for more? »
Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Leonard Cohen
journal du dessin rencontre 
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in
merci Barry … ces quelques vers sont lumineux ! et ils me rappellent un très vieux rêve que je n’ai jamais oublié …
j’adore le monsieur et le trouve tres important et toujours.
moi aussi je l’aime … il est essentiel …
Oui… wow – merci!