Installation musicale
12 Juin 2025,
KM12 Future gare de Chelles
Manifestation dans le cadre du Grand Paris
Production Le104Paris
Cassandra
Dans une cage est dressée une table d’apparat. Les assiettes
contiennent des os de provenance inconnue. De temps à autre, deux sopranos prennent place et entonnent un chant lyrique, ode
aux grains de poussières de la terre, peut-être aussi important que les étoiles.
All around, the net is tightening with danger
It’s no providence
In need of help
The gods were not ready
They hadn't foreseen what would happen, Ohh
The makers of destiny
They leaved humans under their yoke
Reality is too hot and sears brains like thirsty forests
Easy to be servile
But what to do with one's freedom?
Why did you sew up your mouth ?
Cassandra, the crowd is large
Cassandra, the crowd is large
Ah ah ahhhh,
it's heading slowly
To it’s own scaffold
Human race escaped them
He’s bending his back
He’s lowering his eyes
Dazed in front of pictures
With a taste of sacrifice
Cassandra,Cassandra,
Read Oracles
They devoured in love
They devoured each other
They were canibals
Since the dawn of time
The engine of our evolution
Cassandra, Cassandra
Cassandra
We are free, we are free
We are, we are freedom to live
We need trees, we need trees,
We need, we need forest only, only to survive
Oh oh oh oh oh,
Pink berries from the trees
We loved each other in the trees and through the vines
We loved swing in the head of forest and slide down to the ground
Ah, if we could only have remained, remained monkeys
Oh leave us in the past
Oh leave us in the past
Cassandra, Cassandra
Cassandra