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Les Catarrhiniens chantent

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Loin de la Reserve du Ngorongoro, il y a ces Singes de l'Ancien Monde nommes Herman's Hermits.

 

Selon la classification phylogénétiqu, la position de No Milk Today est la suivante : 

 

Primates

Haplorhiniens

Simiiformes

Catarhiniens (singes de l'Ancien Monde)

  • Hominoïdés
    • Hominidés (grands primates)

    • That's So Human ! ~
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    • HERMAN'S HERMITS - NO MILK TODAY
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    • No milk today, my love has gone away
      The bottle stands for lorn, a symbol of the dawn
      No milk today, it seems a common sight
      But people passing by don't know the reason why

      How could they know just what this message means
      The end of all my hopes, the end of all my dreams
      How could they know the palace there had been
      Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

      No milk today, it wasn't always so
      The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

      But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
      A terraced house in a mean street back of town
      Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
      Just two up two down

      No milk today, it wasn't always so
      The company was gay, we'd turn night into day
      As music played the faster did we dance
      We felt it both at once, the start of our romance

      How could they know just what this message means
      The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
      How could they know a palace there had been
      Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

      No milk today, my love has gone away
      The bottle stands for love, a symbol of the dawn

      But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
      A terraced house in a mean street back of town
      Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
      Just two up two down

      No milk today, my love has gone away
      The bottle stands for love, a symbol of the dawn
      No milk today, it seems a common sight
      But people passing by don't know the reason why

      How could they know just what this message means
      The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
      How could they know a palace there had been
      Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

      No milk today, it wasn't always so
      The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

      But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
      A terraced house in a mean street back of town
      Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
      A terraced house in a mean street back of town
      Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
      A terraced house in a mean street back of town
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    • - PLAY NO MILK TODAY
    • divine diving                      

Les Catarrhiniens chantent donc, et les sireniens eux ? 

J'ai toujours adore les lamantins, ces grosses vaches des mers dont je me souviens les images, flottant a demi en eaux peu profondes, sur des bancs de sables blancs. Je m'y serais vu aussi heureux.

Mais depuis que je sais qu'ils appartiennent a la famille des Sireniens alors bien sur... je les aime plus encor.

Ils sont les freres des dugongs (ahaha) qu'on trouve en Oceanie, et des eteints Rhytine de Steller qu'on aurait pu trouver en Arctiq si on avait cherche la-bas avant la fin du xviiie.

 Une bouille de lamantin, se lamenter en francais, de survivre peut-etre, ca les rend encor plus attachant, sur les littorals des continents qui ont le plus spectaculairement derive. Dont, cette partie central du continent americain qui ressemble a une membrane entre deux eaux totalement differentes, d'energie osmotique.

     

     

     

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