Personne n’est comme toi,
J’en suis témoin.
Personne n’est comme toi, sauve-moi.
Et prends ma main.
The above first few lyrics are from actually, one of my favorite French bands, yes….I love French music. I absolutely adore Autour De Lucie, which is a band I found when in 2001 I walked into Virgin Mega Store which was located in Union Square and right into the World Music section, grabbed every French cd I can find knowing I’d be well on my way to visit.
I became instantly fond of this band and this song (and Immobile) and still listen to it often as I dance or sing to it walking down the street.
So if you see that crazy girl singing some french song out of tune while walking down Broadway: it’s me. 🙂
In keeping the honor of my Bunny Week (I started the week off wearing a shirt with hundreds of little bunnies on it..) I decided to wear one of the shirts I have had since my Dublin days. I bought this shirt in a market place that I frequented at a boutique named Lili. Ah, I miss that city.
Qu’importe le temps… que ça durera.
Qu’importe le temps… si c’est avec toi.
The reason why I really think I wore this shirt today is because it’s the kind of weather that reminds me of London(or Dublin, or Scotland..) Not terribly cold but still raining. I just want to take off my jacket and run through the streets, letting the rain-soaked wind guide me, throwing my hands in the air and let go….just…be…free.
This won’t occur because reality tends to hit you in the face and you are left soaked and with the shivers.
Qu’importe comment, qu’importe pourquoi, qu’importe le temps… que ça durera.
Qu’importe comment (Personne n’est comme toi…),
Qu’importe le temps (Personne n’est comme toi…)… si c’est avec toi.
Qu’importe le temps (Personne n’est comme toi…)… que ça durera.