Nacht in Paris |

Nacht in Paris |

Art | Poetry | Music | Alevtina Kaden

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Paris

Paris.., not seen you,
You've always been in my dreams..,
Your Montmartre and the Champs Elysees,
Coaches, ladies, fans,
Not Pissarro one you admire!
And as Claude Monet, Seurat, Van Gogh,
Paint here the beautiful landscapes
And I used like a very even
Someday represented as a stack!
To come to you with a painter's case, cardboard,
To forget all the world,
Just admire wonderful place,
And impressions of the soul to portray.
What are you Paris?
- Just do not know But I feel
The air you have is different,
I feel and know
Where fragrance captivates me.
What Parisians Parisienne?
White coat with clutches,
Since snow falls?
Ride it like we have a sledge?
Are they dancing the tango or like breakdance?
Paris..., Paris..,
When you see?
You slowly breathe clean air,
Nothing you, I do not offend
Only you, I'll rest.
Paris.., Paris..,
When I see you,
My girlfriend who is traveling to Paris will greet you...,
Are you ready for the meeting, you hear?
I will bring a bouquet of flowers.


11. Januar 2002 Jupiter