mardi 18 janvier 2011

Coco Sumner in Paris.

She's like a child locked in a music box
She finds an opening in her heart
Mature and sulky, what a paradox
That beauty reconciles in her art.

Faced with the violence to be herself
Her keen eyes catch the audience
She's like a pretty girl from Veermer de Delft
But too much rock to make stamps.

Icon of instinctive modernity, someone
Filmed her with a 8mm camera,
Music is the place where happy memories
Happen again.
Even here in Paris.