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The Shape of my heart - Sting
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He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesnt play for the money he wins
He doesnt play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
Thats not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
Youd maybe think theres something wrong
Im not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
Thats not the shape of my heart
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Sting (from a 1993 promotional interview):
"I wanted to write about a card player, a gambler who gambles not to win but to try and figure out something; to figure out some kind of mystical logic in luck, or chance; some kind of scientific, almost religious law. So this guy's a philosopher, he's not playing for respect and he's not playing for money, he's just trying to figure out the law - there has to be some logic to it. He's a poker player so it's not easy for him to express his emotions, in fact he doesn't express anything, he has a mask, and it's just one mask and it never changes." (thanks, Monica - London, England)
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Merci MavericK
C'est une des plus belles chansons de Sting, si pas la plus belle.
Tant la mélodie qui est superbe que les paroles profondes.Dernière modification par Zakia, 12 décembre 2008, 19h45.« N’attribuez jamais à la malveillance ce qui s’explique très bien par l’incompétence. » - Napoléon Bonaparte
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Il y a bien longtemps que je ne l'avais écouté, elle me rappelle effectivement que la chance passe parfois et il vaut mieux avoir uns seul masque.Il n’y a rien de noble à être supérieur à vos semblables. La vraie noblesse, c'est être supérieur à votre moi antérieur.
Hemingway
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Sting (from a 1993 promotional interview):
"I wanted to write about a card player, a gambler who gambles not to win but to try and figure out something; to figure out some kind of mystical logic in luck, or chance; some kind of scientific, almost religious law. So this guy's a philosopher, he's not playing for respect and he's not playing for money, he's just trying to figure out the law - there has to be some logic to it. He's a poker player so it's not easy for him to express his emotions, in fact he doesn't express anything, he has a mask, and it's just one mask and it never changes." (thanks, Monica - London, England)
Pour moi aussi c est la plus belle chanson de Sting !
J aime la symbolique et la profondeur des paroles.
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