Saturday, June 24, 2006

Mon Petit...

Bâtir c’a veut dire construire. De bâtiment alors, c’est débile!!..
Tu peux remplacer le et la par un et une, c’est plus facile…
Et les sciences...

Must be the last words i said to you before seeing you again..
The student is now the teacher
I see you a man before my eyes
A late train from Milan to San Remo
And Ventimiglia froze for hours in the still night breeze
Crossing the cities of the Cote d’azure porte maritime
with few bags and lots of dreams
and a deep breath
so much to tell you
so much has happened…

The British cousin joins,
Through the smell of beer mixed with sun tan oil
playing Gad ElMaleh toute la nuit
In a loft by the sea,
whipping you a salade nicoise
better than the one you get at place Massena during the carnival
according to me.

De Nice au Saint Lauran du Var a Cannes
De la Promenade des Anglais a la Croisette de Cannes
You sing Garou, Lavoie et Fiori’s Belle
And you take me back
To the most beautiful times
Je me melange sous la mer
Au baie des anges a l’Antibes
And at Milk au Juan les Pins
Je veux faire des actes terribles

Going east to Monaco, le grand prix en effet
VilleFranche-de-mer, Paradis d’azur
on a peche des oursins bleus
Et depuis
St jean Cap Ferrat
Au plage des passants
Au plage de beaulieu
I was a child again…

Et aux trois diables au vieux Nice
De la glace italienne
Et tu chantes
Tu chantes et je reve
Tu chantes Marc Lavoine et Jean-Jacques Lafon

Quand je la regarde, moi l'homme loup au coeur d'acier
Devant son corps de femme, je suis un géant de papier
Quand je la caresse et que j'ai peur de l'éveiller
De toute ma tendresse, je suis un géant de papier


I can’t forget the way you looked at me
When you knew I had to leave
And you promised Corsica, l’ile de beaute
et St Tropez
a bientôt cheri
je suis fiere d’un garcon
qui se croit blond
mais qui a le cœur d’or
et il me semble bien
qu’on a le cœur francophone
et qu'on doit se revoir
mon petit.

5 comments:

Zee said...

Very intimate post ... feeling like a fair boy who believes in himself and which has the golden heart talking to the French-speaking heart -precious!
My French is more than just rusty, but thats what I got out of it.
Oh Mirvat - thanks for your comment; unfortunately it was dead on - or maybe that is fortunate, depends how you look at it.

Mirvat said...

your french is better than you think :)

Mar said...

Very handsome.

Mirvat said...

mar, that's my baby cousin

Mar said...

Is he available? ;) How baby is he?