Ils sont toujours dessusSous la lumière des étoiles
Sous les lumières d'étape
Là où tout est vrai
Le monde est exact
Toute la nuit
Chez la fille
La nuit entière
C'est vrai
La nuit tranquille.
Yeah well, one day I hope ya'll have kids ... and then you'll see what it's like.
We Love The Poem!!! It has made our day. I want to show it to Madame, but she probably wouldn't get it. And as for kids...they might wake us up while we are napping or touch our Chanel bags with their lolly pop hands, ick. And don't even mention what they could do to furniture. Thank You for the peom in hommage to Frashley!!
ReplyDeleteWe wrote you a poem today. It is in French. You will find it on our blog.
ReplyDeleteYes, Hemingway in France in the 1920s, what an excellent suggestion. He hung out in le latin quartier, non? What I wouldn't give to be in the Latin Quartier. Moi, je voudrais un verre de vin blanc ou an the au citron. Et toi?
Oui, Fille. Nous toujours aurons Paris et beaucoup d'autres endroits qui étaient vrais et appartenons seulement à nous comme en vieux jours.
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