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French music for 'Paris in July'
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One of the aims for this month's Paris in July, hosted by Tamara at Thyme for Tea, was to listen to some French music. I love French music, but listen to it far too seldom. I remember loving this song by Gilbert Becaud when I was younger, Natalie.
La Place Rouge etait vide
Devant moi marchait Nathalie
Elle avait un joli nom, mon guide
Nathalie
La Place Rouge etait blanche
La neige faisait un tapis
Et je suivait par ce froid dimanche
Nathalie
Elle parlait en phrases sobres
De la Revolution d'Octobre
Je pensais deja
Qu'apres le tombeau de Lenine
On irait au Cafe Pouchkine
Boire un chocolat
La Place Rouge etait vide
Je lui pris son bras, elle a souri
Il avait des cheveux blonds, mon guide
Nathalie, Nathalie
Dans sa chambre, a l'universite
Une bande d'etudiants
L'attendait impatiemment
On a ri, on a beaucoup parle
Ils voulaient tout savoir
Nathalie traduisait
Moscou, les plaines d'Ukraine
Et les Champs-Elysees
On a tout melange et on a chante
Et puis, ils ont debouche
En riant a l'avance
Du champagne de France
Et on a danse
Et quand la chambre fut vide
Tous les amis etaient partis
Je suis reste seul avec mon guide
Nathalie
Plus question de phrases sobres
Ni de Revolution d'Octobre
On n'en etait plus la
Fini le tombeau de Lenine
Le chocolat de chez Pouchkine
C'est, c'etait loin deja
Que ma vie me semble vide
Mais je sais qu'un jour a Paris
C'est moi qui lui servirai de guide
Nathalie
Nathalie
In the end of the song the tune goes over into wonderful Russian tunes with Kalinka. It is interesting to compare the videos of today with the videos of yesterday!
A great way I found to add to my Paris in July experience was to listen to classical and opera radio stations from Paris via the Tunein application on my IPAd while reading
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Dear blogger friends, Lately, I had a few problems with the Blogger web site for my blog The Content Reader . I took this as a sign that I should finally create a web site of my own. I have been checking out other options, but could not get my act together. Finally, I have managed to create a basic web site with Wix, which I hope will be developed over time. It has not been easy to find my way around. One thing one can say about Blogger is that it is easy to work with. This site will no longer be updated Follow me to my new domain @ thecontentreader.com Hope to see you there. Lisbeth @ The Content Reader
A great way I found to add to my Paris in July experience was to listen to classical and opera radio stations from Paris via the Tunein application on my IPAd while reading
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