How can i hideMy blushing looks
My drunken steps,
How can I save my pride…
From you?
Secretly I grieve
Will my heart forget
Will it mend the wounds,
What will my spirit receive…
From you?
To shy away and conceal my thoughts
When you read me
When you see me
When you look fiercely into my soul..
I know.. I don't deceive
You…
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Mais mon amour, silencieux et fidèle,
sourit toujours et remercie la vie
Je t'aimais tant tu étais si jolie,
comment veux-tu que je t'oublie?
En ce temps-là la vie était plus belle
et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui
Tu étais ma plus douce amie...
Mais je n'ai que faire des regrets
Et la chanson que tu chantais
toujours toujours je l'entendrai.
Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle...
les souvenirs et les regrets aussi.
Tu vois je n'ai pas oublié
la chanson que tu me chantais
Ca m'a rappelé d'Yves Montand.
completely unrelated...
C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble.
Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais
Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble,
Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais.
Parles plus bas
Car on pourrait bien nous entendre
Le monde n'est pas prêt pour tes paroles tendres
Le monde n'est pas prêt pour nous
Il dirait tout simplement que nous sommes fous!
Parles plus bas mais parle encore...
de l'amour fou..de l'amour fort
Parles plus bas
Car on pourrait bien nous surprendre
Tu sais très bien
Qu'il ne voudrait jamais comprendre
paroles...paroles...paroles....
encore des mots
toujours des mots
rien que des mots...
talk to the hand :)
C'est fini, c'est fini la comédie
mais pour ne pas vivre seul, on vit avec un chien :)
hahaha
on vit avec une rose...
Les Anthropophages se font des p'tits ragouts!
Les anthropophages s'font des manieres, c'est fou!
go to your blog :)
(SLAAM)
... and he slammed the door and left.
"we heyye, hedyit 3al shebbeik 3am betbawweh"
- ma houdeek floomeh
hahaha...
cheri
you wrote all this. still didn't comment on my post. you never do!!
are you and anny messing with me?
you guys gotta give me some of whatever you are on =D
Nice post though. So much talent around this blog circle we got going!
But I did. at the beginning. I meant it reminded me of the falling leaves. it has an autumn sense to it. melancholic. yet very very calm. like the clearing of a storm... do you see where I'm getting at. Les Feuilles Mortes.
hey...
here's our dear friend
welcome back :)
are you guys all French edjamacated? Moi aussi! well I was in Balamand until breuvet.
gus. still no!
yes. i thought you lived in canada. oh first in lebanon then in canada. what are you doing to celebrate LC?
nothing... it's pretty lame. had dinner, but I have no friends left here, only coworkers (that's why I need a job soon to get the heck out). The weekend I'll be in Montreal so that will be cool, and will do something with my family here. If it were me a few years ago, especially if L's bro was still living with me, man it woulda been trouble hehehe
i'm sure the weekend will be wild. where l's bro now?
lebanon?
It's "Kantaro"
He's in Vietnam with daddy.
right..
my stupid cells died
No? no what?
LC, your new pic it hilarious! you can't keep a straight face!
oh man..i'm gone for 2 hours and i come back to this: 25 comments.
mirvat, very nice words and painting.
i just saw the most incredible lebanese/quebec movie. i'll tell u more later.
I'm calling you and you're on the scope?
it is very funny.
gus they died!!! those stupid cells!
what? you're calling?
i'm off now
i mean off the scope
Yeah...
yeah? what?
anny. we're also on the phone as we're chatting here :)
and anny, so happy to finally see you here.
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