By Jacques Brel. Orly is an airport south of Paris not to be confused with the busier international Charles de Gaulle airport up north. There is none of the playfulness or mild satire of Madeline or Les Bourgeois. Orly is, instead, pure pathos. The narrator watches a couple that is saying goodbye and breaking up at the airport. They are almost lost in the bustle and anonymity, and no one but the watcher seems to notice the human drama playing out in front of the crowd. Like some scrap of fruit. An entire new tense, with nothing else to learn.
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Also known as Brel , the album was released 17 November by Barclay 96 This was the singer's first album of new songs in ten years and was released a year before his death from lung cancer. With his health failing, Brel was only able to record at most two songs per day.
Post a Comment. Original Title: " Tu ne dis jamais rien " Year: I see the world a bit like one sees the unbelievable This what the unbeli Tuesday, October 16, Jacques Brel - Orly. Original Title: " Orly " Year: There are more than two thousand people and I only see those two Rain soldered them to one another, it seems. There are more than two thousand people and I only see those two And I know that they are talking He must tell her "I love you! Those two are too slean to be dishonest There are more than two thousand people and I only see those two And suddenly, he cries He cries hard All surrounded as they are by sweaty adipose and hope guzzlers pointing the nose at them. She is a thousand year old The door is closed again Here she is without light She turns on herself And already she knows She'll always turn She has lost men before but there, she is losing love Love told her here comes the uselessness again She'll live on projects that will only wait She is fragile again Before being for sale I'm here, I follow her I don't dare anything for her whom the crowd nibbles like a common fruit. Labels: , Brel. No comments:.
You guys have very thick skin. He is in a way to become a Ex mormon. And faith and trust. She might not realize how important it is to compromise. When he comes home he's so exhausted and just wants to veg out and this leaves me alone again.