Funkle Ace

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From at least the Middle Ages until the early 20th century, a man's promise of engagement to marry a woman was considered, in many jurisdictions, a legally binding contract. If the man were to subsequently change his mind, he would be said to be in "breach" of this promise and subject to litigation for damages.

Well, ok, that's right. We are in trouble. But it's not a reason to give up. So, move your buttocks, displays your most pretty smile and let yourself go on the drum and on the bass. Move your body and you cook on the rest.

Big beat against gloom.

Dude, just come have fun and enjoy the groove. Close your eyes and imagine yourself surfing on the rhythm that plunges you into the mysterious past of the city of URUK and its weary, naughty and throbbing atmospheres. Mec, viens juste t'éclater et profiter du groove. Ferme les yeux et imagine toi surfer sur le rythme qui te plonge dans le passé mystérieux de la ville d'URUK et de ses ambiances las...

So hard this morning.

DIX-SEPT VINGT-DEUX Détruire mon monde, je ne peux pas l'accepter. Détruire mon monde, je ne peux pas l'accepter. Détruire ma vie, je ne peux pas l'accepter. Pour qui tu te prends, pour qui tu te prends? Pour qui tu te prends pour qui te prends-tu? Pour qui tu te prends, pour qui tu te prends? Pour qui tu te prends pour qui te prends-tu? Détruire mon monde, je ne peux pas l'accepter. Détruire ma v...

Son Sourire Cupide Elle m'attire, elle transpire le désir. Me chavire, m'oblige à ce qu'elle aspire. Me carresse, m'innonde de tendresse. Elle me laisse l'honorer sans cesse. Refrain(*) Avec elle je m'envole, sur un tapis de soie. Je voulais qu'elle m'isole pour vivre comme son chat. Pour être son idole, son mec et même son roi. Je vois que tu rigoles, je ne la mérite pas. Et j'adore qu'elle joue...

LA CONFIANCE Un, deux, trois, quatre. Un, deux, trois, quatre. Un, j'ai la chance. Deux, la confiance. trois, la méfiance. Quatre, l'innocence. Un, deux, trois, quatre. Je t'agresse. Je t'en colle une. Il y a du sang. Sur le mur. Un, deux, trois, quatre. Un, j'ai la chance. Deux, la confiance. trois, la méfiance. Quatre, l'innocence.

The text is almost identical and shorter than in "The Pathway to your Heart". Here it is rather the anger that I manifest. She is in heaven and in heaven. I have no doubts about it, but sometimes I have the rage to have lost it, like here, sometimes tenderness, like in "The Pathway to your Heart", sometimes sadness, like in "Les Battements de ton coeur ".

The Grave. Couplet (1)(6) Take care of yourself, I find you very fine. What should I do, if you are going to die? I am mad of you, you are blinding my mind. Tell me the truth, no time to lie. Refrain (2)(5) Oh no my love don't leave me now. Damned disease, you kill my future wife. Oh no my love, you belong to me. Damned disease, you take my love away. Couplet (3) Walking behind and follow you to t...

MA JALOUSE HELENE Couplet1 Tu voudrais me voir partir, mais tu me retiens par le bras. Tu voudrais me voir sourire, et surtout que je n'en parle pas. ainsi tu m'entrouvres la porte, ainsi tu m'isoles dans la foule. Mais es-tu assez forte, pour dompter ce que tu refoules? Refrain Elle ouvrira ses bras, celle que tu ne connais pas. Elle se confiera, celle que tu détesteras. Et elle ma dira tout, sen...

Oppidum of the Atrèbates of the Isle of Brittany, today Winchester. Archaeologists have examined the ramparts over several hundred meters, and estimated its internal surface at 14 hectares. Many vestiges of artisanal activity have also been found between the ramparts and the river.

The Solitary Black Hour were hidden beneath...

How can we save all the women in the world? How could we emancipate all the women of the world? How to stop the suffering of millions of women around the world? To be free again!

Madame Colère. Tu es ma forteresse de porcelaine. La cité de Xerxès était une naine comparée à ta richesse et sans être Reine, sans être Princesse, tu es Humaine. Fragile comme un éphémère, à l'adrénaline d'un atome de fer. Pas du tout docile, que du contraire. Et un battement de cil fout tout en l'air. Tu es de cette Terre et tel un volcan, tu craches le mystère qui s'écrase au céans de madame co...

The Alien Couplet 1 When I walk in the Iron Town, feeling my heart beating inside the Wall. When my life becomes a circle and the glass becomes a mirror, I change. Ref: (*) I'm the Soldier of the future, fighting for a no man's land. Waiting for the final countdown, wishing life will never end. Couplet 2 In the street I feel up side down. In the night, the steel is cold, never safe. When I think o...

You were born naked and without money. You have nothing that the earth does not offer you. But nothing belongs to you and you do not belong to anyone. You are neither master nor slave, you have neither master nor slave.

It invites to travel. This voice that modulates the tone of his intentions. From the outset it suits you and pushes you to follow it. You will thirst for the desert and not a thirsty desert in the adventure. Want to go back, you will have. So much the acoustic faith reigns supreme there.

You seek, you seek ... and to find what? In the middle of the Khartoum market, you are looking for your bearings. Find yourself there in this world you don't know. Lost and disoriented. Eyes constantly seeking help. You move forward and yet you remain confident.

One winter evening, a dry but intense cold, in the full moonlight and in a hurry, you walk along the wall of the cemetery of an abandoned village. An intense coldness and even more icy than the external cold comes to petrify you the blood which does not flow any more in your veins.

A journey to the frontiers of anguish. The courage to move forward and find confidence through paths strewn with pitfalls, obstacles, mountains and ditches.

My latest 😉 Music a little dramatic, mysterious and strongly supporting Celtic and oriental feminine melodies mixed. Enveloped by a throbbing bass to the vibrations of a rumbling earth and hammered with a warlike rhythm like a Roman troop advancing in phalanx, the somewhat distressing sadness of an evening which lies sadly on a lost Ur into oblivion.

A Daily Evening I turn on the tv and what do I see? In my room lands the war, so cruel and so hard. I'm reading the news, there are strike on my roof. I turn over a page and quite my spaces rage. It's worst with the net. There are spies in my bed. You think I'm crazy ? Then your eyes are dirty. If you refuse to realize that in your life there is no surprise. If you refuse to wake you up, you're a...

B-Side Moving slowly, moving gently at the B side of your life. Dreaming slowly, dreaming gently at a very new fashion style. The life been so insecure, the life has been so cruel. She tries to realise the dream, she tries to take the rule. Sitting in the dark, watching new world. Waiting for the fourth dimension. A colored life, a nature of dreams, silence in desire. Let her die young than live f...