Chatting with Elisabeth Beucher, a friend who lives in Paris, I discovered she’s a poet. Of course, I immediately asked if she’d share a poem I could put to music. She chose well, and we’re both delighted with the U2/trance feeling of it.
She said I pronounced all the words correctly. Since I don’t speak French, I’m pretty pleased.
The only instrument is a single track on my Strat, with the reverb and echo set to stun, played by thumping my thumb against the strings right above the pickup.
Listen to ‘Mes Lointains Rivage’
Lyrics:
Bleu nuit
Bleu du ciel
Bleu du lagon.
Bleu de tes yeux
Et de la glace en feu
Bleu de mon univers.
Bleu de mes rois
Bleu de mes racines
Bleu de la distance
Et de la différence.
Bleu de mes voyages,
De mes lointains rivages
Et de mes océans.
Bleu de mon ancre.
Translation:
Blue night
Blue sky
Blue lagoon
Blue of your eyes
And ice on fire
Blue my world
My blue kings
Blue of my roots
Blue distance
And difference
Blue my travels
From my distant shores
And my oceans
Blue my anchor
