Le jour ou on se rencontrera
ça sera à un concert de Mika
Et toute la nuit on fêtera ça
En buvant du coca cola
Il est l’homme de notre vie
Ce n’est pas sa faute à lui
Mais toujours on s’aimera
Nous deux à travers Mika
Ce n’est pas compliqué
On était faits pour se recontrer
Et pour tout partager
Et pour nous aimer
Si l’homme de ma vie
Le sien avait pu trouver
Cela m’aurait enchantée
Mais il est resté esseulé
J’ai beaucoup d’amis
Pour la plupart dans ma vie
A cause de cette histoire pas finie
Car il restera toujours l’homme de ma vie
Et toujours je courrai
Après cet amour trop parfait
Quand on a connu un tel bonheur
On ne retrouve plus cet élan du coeur
Seul Mika a su la douleur apaiser
Par la grâce d’un sourire calmer
Cette tristesse d’avoir été abandonnée
Si près de la félicité
Il est comme un calmant
Comme un médicament
Nous l’aimons ardemment
D’un amour passionné et passionnant
Pardon the Google Translation. It gives a feel for the subject matter. Things have been boring here. It was Gertrude Stein who said ” … a rose is a rose …” but I’m sure you knew that. Thanks for the poetry. Don’t stop now.
The day we meet
it will be a concert by Mika
And all night we’ll celebrate
Drinking coca cola
He is the man of our lives
It’s not his fault
But still we love
We both through Mika
It’s not complicated
We were made to meet together for
And share everything
And we love
If the man in my life
His could find
It would have delighted me
But he remained lonely
I have many friends
For most of my life
Because of this history not over
Because there will always be the man of my life
And still I run
After this love too perfect
When you have known such happiness
We can not find the momentum of the heart
Mika has only soothe the pain
By the grace of a calm smile
The sadness of being abandoned
So close to bliss
It’s like a calming
As a drug
We love ardently
In a passionate and exciting love
I m not stopping , I’ve been less energetic and less creative, I got involved in different things , right now I’m working on a translation that is time consuming and I also worked longer hours so when the mood is back , poems will follow
I usually write more during holidays as well
Or when I feel happy or unhappy and right now I feel mostly tired
That’s my unconscious self making the poems so they come when they want, I don’t decide
Google translation is not that bad 🙂
And yes, it’s been real quiet, my.opera blogs friends seem to be inactive here …what a shame
What’s Lucy doing? What was the name used to refer to Cates? Catsenita?
Catse and Lucy…
Yes! They’re your 2 daughters aren’t they?
Is this the MIKA you are Crazy About? http://youtu.be/AWiccrTB4LM
since july no Mika here ? great news ah ah 😀
not Lucy too ….
Catsenita? Casanita? MIKA was here for his birthday. You were out walkin the dogs.
Catse :p
My Devil MIIIIIIKA WAS WHERE ?
I was out because Vivaldi is near to be dead ah ah
I’m still here :p
I’ve been busy making a kindle and hopefully soon a physical book with my poems 😀
Can’t believe it’s been eiģht years 😮
This has been totally invaded by spam.
It was such a happy time back then on my.opera blogs. I love you all guys ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤