Zombie

Oh la la ! Pourquoi a-t-il fallu que j'écoute cette magnifique chanson des Cranberries ce matin ? Zombie, n'est-ce pas ce que nous devenons parfois, lorsqu'on se laisse allez à des idées négatives ?

On se demande parfois ce qui nous fait encore tenir debout. Écraser les autres ? Fermer les yeux ? Aimer sa douce et ne rien demander d'autre à personne ? Décidément, beaucoup de choses me dépassent, en premier ce billet et puis ma tête... de zombie.

"Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a..."