cytaty z książek autora "Jacques Prévert"
Millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.
An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.
Une orange sur la table
Ta robe sur le tapis
Et toi dans mon lit
Doux présent du présent
Fraîcheur de la nuit
Chaleur de ma vie.
Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it.
I am what I am
I was made this way
When I want to laugh
Yes I shriek with laughter
I love those who love me
It's my fault
If they're not the same
That I love every time
I am what I am
I was made this way
What more do you want
What do you want from me.
Je vous souhaite des rêves à n'en plus finir, et l'envie furieuse d'en réaliser quelques uns.