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Man Made Fire

by Petite Celine

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1.
I’ll pick up the shards of glass, Clean the blood myself; The pain won’t last, My love. There is nothing wrong with me: I am not your plague, I’m the vaccine, My love. And they all say they cannot dance with me; I wasn’t made to follow anybody’s lead. So, why should I learn the steps to your tango, If in the end I’m left dancing on my own? Nobody knows how to dance (x2) [My love, my love, my love don’t grow] Nobody knows how to dance [My love, my love don’t grow] With me. Nobody knows how to dance (x2) [My love, my love, my love don’t grow] Nobody knows how to dance [My love, my love don’t grow] With me. A potpourri of sand and wine Won’t produce your roses, No, not this time, Not enough. I’ve numbered bricks inside my heart, To keep their place If ever torn apart, My love. And they all say they cannot dance with me; I wasn’t made to follow anybody’s lead. So, why should I learn the steps to your tango, If in the end I’m left dancing on my own? Nobody knows how to dance (x2) [My love, my love, my love don’t grow] Nobody knows how to dance [My love, my love don’t grow] With me. Nobody knows how to dance (x2) [My love, my love, my love don’t grow] Nobody knows how to dance [My love, my love don’t grow] With me. Nobody knows how to dance (x2) Nobody knows how to dance With me. Oh, we were all good kids surely, We just lost our need to make believe. Oh, we were smart kids before we Gave up our freedom for a degree. What is done can’t be undone: You still smell smoke living out on the run. So why not play Russian Roulette? There’s nothing left to lose by learning my weird step. And ooo, they say they cannot dance with me, But oh, the things they’d learn if only they’d let me lead. But who will dare to abandon what they know? ‘Cause nobody knows how to dance with me, uh-oh.
2.
Explorame 03:12
I’m “Miss Blazé,” Girl who gets away, I pride myself on independance, babe, But you, you change everything. Like a memory, A catchy melody, I can’t get you out my head, you see. You leave me with the goofiest grin. ‘Cause all I want to do is to uncover you And trace your body with my fingertips. Y cada vez que susurras en mi oído Pierdo el control. Night and day, I want to play. Explorame; Mi cuerpo es tu reino. Infalible, Tan sensible, Juro que puedes leer mi mente; Curas mi indecisión. Te deseo. Te deífico. Quédate en la cama conmigo, Te daré una buena razón. ‘Cause all I want to do is to uncover you And trace your body with my fingertips. Y cada vez que susurras en mi oído Pierdo el control. Night and day I’m down to play. Explorame; Mi cuerpo es tu reino. You’re magic to me, Like, tragically, The realest dude I might ever meet, I can’t get enough of you. Night and day I want to play. Explorame; Mi cuerpo es tu reino. Tentador, Mi tresor, Encantador, Mi cuerpo es tu reino.
3.
Oui, on s’élance d’un précipice, Comme des feux d’artifice, Aveuglés Et enflammés. Mais, cette combustion spontanée, Constamment pardonnée, Brûle trop vite: Ça nous épuise. Qui sommes nous Qui sommes nous Quand il est temps de s’épargner? (x2) Quand je t’aime, chéri, C’est une utopie. Les moments ou je te hais Sont trop forts, trop intenses, pour m’éloigner. Serres-moi, lâche-moi, partons en guerre, Mon amour, le cancer - Dans cette vie Isolées ici. Chéri, ton amour est addictif, Mais cette danse primitive, Décime tout Autour de nous Qui sommes nous Qui sommes nous Quand il est temps de s’épargner? (x2) Quand je t’aime, chéri, C’est une utopie. Les moments ou je te hais Sont trop forts, trop intenses, pour m’éloigner. Dans tes yeux bleus je me noie Dans ta colère je perds ma voix. Dans mon ennuie tu trouve le tien Et je t’aimerais plus fort demain Quand je t’aime, chéri, C’est une utopie. Les moments ou je te hais, Sont trop forts, trop intenses, pour m’éloigner.
4.
What have I done? Who have I become? I can’t see the light, no, no more. All I see is a closed door. I put myself through this mess. I’ve cause my own loneliness. I’ve made my life, so, so corrupt. I’m ready to self destruct. I can’t change who I’ve been recently, Without seeing who I can be. I put myself through this mess. I’ve caused my own loneliness. I don’t know who can lift me off my feet, To make me forget the world and make the world forget about me. (x2)
5.
When the summer’s come, And you’ve settled in- Tell us, where you’ve been And are you satisfied? One day the night will meet the sun; Are you prepared? No, you’re not scared, Oh, not this time. Ooo, oo, ooooo Oooo, oo, oooooo Oh, look at you selling out, We’ve taught you well. Yeah, you’ll excel All ‘cause man made fire. After it’s all burned down, Where will you go? You’ve got no home, But you’ve got your pride. Ooo, oo, ooooo Oooo, oo, oooooo Can you feel yourself grow old? Sweet pioneer, That lack of fear Now forgoes your desire. So eager and so bold; What can you preserve When you only serve This hungry empire? Well, this is what you chose, Well, this is what you chose, And no/know you’re not alone. We’re too far down the line To look back. Oh, give back some time. Hey ya, hey-hey ya, Hey ya, hey-hey ya Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya hey ya Hey-hey ya. Engel tanzen auf einer blauen flamme, Es gibt keine Rückkehr von diesem drama.
6.
He never walks slowly, Always too closely, To the flames. Lungs heavy with smoke, He’d rather choke Than feel the shame. True, and who knew? A love for fast cars, Won’t get him far From this old place. Looking everywhere for some kind of validation. He can’t find it within himself to forgive what he’s done. Now, Everything’s okay, We’re just cartographers at play, Now, [Let it go today,] You’re the writer so turn the page, Now. She counts the eyes on her; Without a bother, To feel safe. She’s like a machine; She only sleeps, 3 hours a day. True, but who knew? With so much to prove, She’s hoping you’ve Recalled her name. Playing the hero, she’s the only victim here; Pointing the finger anywhere but at her own fear. Now, Everything’s okay, We’re just cartographers at play, Now, [Let it go today,] You’re the writer so turn the page, Play, Turn the next page. Play, Turn the next page. Quando você entende que ser insignificante é nada a temer, Finalmente você encontrará sua independência, livre dos olhos de seu audiência. Now, Everything’s okay, We’re just cartographers at play, Now, [Let it go today,] You’re the writer so turn the page, Now.
7.
Hey Barboy, Let me sip something redder than you; So pop that Merlot, While you drink in the view. Life’s too short To drink wine from a box or a brew. You should know, All fun starts with a good twist of a screw. Mmm, that’s the wrong kind of glass, honey. I’m sweet as Chablis, but you should know that doesn’t mean a good tip comes easy from me. See Barboy, I can show you the light like Vermeer. You’re just a must, ‘Cause your flavor’s unclear. My cellar Has made better boys than you disappear. It’s a lie, If you say you’ve got nothing to Savor! Heavenly flavor! I don’t know what your vicar’s been feeding you, Barboy, But this here’s the real blood of Christ! Yeah, well, forgetting to decant the Syrah Was your biggest “faut pas”… But, I can forgive it, Because of your “Je ne sais quoi.” Yo Barboy, Don’t you start flipping over them chairs! You won’t kick me out, So c’est l’heure d’être Sancere. Tu ne bosses plus; Come on! Salud! Sers-toi un seule verre! Indulge me In a quick game of truth or Partay! Just sprin the Gamay! I know it’s the Chaume that is making me blush - Yeah, liquor is quicker but who’s in a rush? Stems up! Like you’re a grown up! You can trade that beer gut for a smile with a stain, Just don’t call in Champagne if it’s not from CHAMPAINE!
8.
Jezebel 03:42
Oh, won’t you simmer down you wild thing, There’s something left here worth conquering. T’as pris l’occasion Mais, oui, t’avais bien raison. So baby paint your lips a crimson, And let them make their own opinions. Déesse de la mer, Tu fous l’ bazarre au désert. Break every rule, oh, Break every rule, The hate that they spew Only receives its power from you. One day they’ll see the bigger picture, So crown your sins the purest victor. C’est ton éloquence Qui détruit ta renaissance. Heard you don’t mind smearing your name, Oh, “Nasty Woman” plays a long game. Avec l’absence des évêques, Oui, ma belle, on t’a mit en échec. Break every rule, oh, Break every rule, Set fire to the bull. Bark back wicked she-wolf. Break every rule, oh, Break every rule, The hate that they spew Only receives it’s power from you. Ma belle ton pouvoir Echappe le mirror. My sweet, my sweet , my sweet, My, my sweet Jezebel, The Dogs they may bite, But this story’s your own to right. Break every rule, oh, Break every rule, Set fire to the bull. Bark back wicked she-wolf. Break every rule, oh, Break every rule, The hate that they spew Receives it’s power from you.
9.
Well, isn’t it crazy, How fast the time went? Though parts are now hazy, We’ll always know what they meant. There’s so much to remember, Yet so much to gain The past won’t last forever, Don’t get stuck on mem'ry lane. Tonight, when our sails raise high The winds that you catch, no they may not match mine. And yeah I’ll miss you a lot, Of course, I’ll call you to talk, But onward we must go, Into the great unknown. We’ll escape from mainland I know that I’ll be damned If I don’t try. All of these years, You’ve been here for me, We built something here And it’s time to set it free. What doesn’t kill you May hurt like hell; But those scars have value If you’ve got a tale to tell. Tonight, when our sails raise high The winds that you catch, no they may not match mine. And yeah I’ll miss you a lot, Of course, I’ll call you to talk, But onward we must go, Into the great unknown. We’ll escape from mainland I know that I’ll be damned If I don’t try. It’s unsettling this thought, That I’ll be on my own. That I’m scouting a new place To call my home. But I’ve learned And I’ve conquered: And we all know much more Than we claimed to before. Tonight, when our sails raise high The winds that you catch, no they may not match mine. And yeah I’ll miss you a lot, Of course, I’ll call you to talk, But onward we must go, Into the great unknown. We’ll escape from mainland I know that I’ll be damned If I don’t try.
10.
Tigre fondant, Tigre, Ouvre-moi le coeur; Oui, j’ai peur, Mais j’ai plus envie de me fuir. Tigre Fondant, Tigre, Ouvre-moi le coeur; Oui, j’ai peur, Mais j’ai plus envie de soufrire. Cirque d’enfant, Cirque, Protège la fraîcheur Des couleurs Qui nous tiennent tous à chaque soupir. Mer puissante, Mère, Monte-moi pourquoi je pleure Sans douleur. Elle m'appelle, Elle m'appelle, Oui, elle m’appelle, Elle m’appelle souvent. Tigre fondant, Tigre, Ouvre-moi le coeur; Oui, j’ai peur, Mais j’ai plus envie de me fuir. Mer puissante, Mère, Monte-moi pourquoi je pleure Sans douleur. Elle m'appelle, Elle m'appelle, Oui, elle m’appelle, Elle m’appelle souvent. (x3) Souvent. Souvent. Souvent, Sous le vent. Souvent, Soulèvent. Souvent, elle m’appelle, Sous le vent. Souvent, elle m’appelle, Soulèvent.

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An album about independence, love & healing, in celebration of the harmonious differences between us that connect us.

Dedicated to my friend, biggest fan & surrogate uncle, Christian Millet. I would never have found the courage for music without your kindness, love & generosity. You are forever with me when I play my guitar.

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released March 15, 2019

Music and Lyrics by Petite Celine

Produced by Christian Medice & Celine du Tertre
Recorded and Mixed by Christian Medice
Mastered by Michele Papa at M&S Studio New York & Joe Etti at Studio Quais d’Ivry Paris

Additional Performers & Contributors:
Rizumik - Beatbox - “We Were All Good Kids”
Charlie Castelluzzo - Gypsy Guitar - “Qui Sommes Nous”
Gabriel Royal - Cello - “Cartographers”
Breno Cardia - Spoken Portuguese - “Cartographers”
Jake Deter - Co-Lyricist - “Wine and Cheese”
Matthew Cain - Tuba - “The Great Unknown”
Nancy “Maman” du Tertre - Flute - “Tigre Fondant”
J.S. Onca - Fretless Guitar - “Tigre Fondant”

Album Photos by Dutch Doscher
Album Design by Emily Claire Smith

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Petite Celine Brooklyn, New York

Petite Celine is a Franco-American indie singer-songwriter based out of Brooklyn. An artist of many forms (visual, performance, compositional), it wasn't until college, when Celine found herself homeless, that she started performing her own songs.
Her sound is fueled by fusion and uplifted by her love for Pop: If Sia, Jain, and No Doubt went travelling the world together.
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