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#6141
10-16-2024, 01:01 PM
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It's a cold morning in Chicago (35 when I left for work, and it hit freezing overnight) - brings to mind this old favorite song (recorded live at Sting's villa in Tuscany on the 11th September 2001)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sdjb4-ct9Mw “How, like the fall, to be gone in a day, just as the leaves have turned gold…”
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#6142
10-17-2024, 03:54 PM
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Hélène Ségara's up there with Mylène, Alizée and Alexander O'Neal on my list of "I'd listen to them singing anything, including the phonebook".
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Am182su30Jg « Sur le highway y a plus qu'only you, elle roule et le reste elle s'en fout C'est comme si c'était sa voix on the radio Qui chantait Come back to me! Tous les refrains qui lui disent I love you! Lui rappellent que l'amour est tout » Rough translation: On the highway, there's more than only you She drives on, and the rest she ignores [or: doesn't care about] It's as if his voice was on the radio, singing "Come back to me!" All the refrains, that tell her "I love you!", remind her that love is everything!
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chicago - rochester - strasbourg - london - with love, since 1996 e-mail ilnyaqualan [at] septiemeciel [dot] net « si l'amour, est confidentiel, reviens à l'amour, l'répondre a des ailes, mémos et des mails que s'envolent mes mots qui s'emmêlent »
Last edited by Chicago Express Service; 10-17-2024 at 03:55 PM.. Reason: Forgot to make a bit italic
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