It felt as if I have missed something While the rain’s pouring, no blessing Watching the lights of the city blinking I said, enough,...

Aux terrasses des cafés Verres, colliers de lumière Rires en échos teintés Vin, au bout des lèvres Le souvenir d’une liberté Arpente...

Sunsets belong to Paris. All memories in the morning sighs. All beauties in the yellow nightlights. All beasts too within immense...