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Creativity => Video => Topic started by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 12:01:47 am

Title: Jeanne Mass
Post by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 12:01:47 am
A video, on the singer, French, it made years, 1980, and now, she is managing, of a big restaurant, in Italy, she song, a bit, in the world, perhaps, that you know she. Here is the singer in 3D, and in real. Soon the video, i work on the subject. ;) :)
Title: Re: Jeanne Mass
Post by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 12:05:29 am
Real view of she.
Title: Re: Jeanne Mass
Post by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 04:55:42 pm
There the link of the singer video :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuyhftEVzKA
Title: Re: Jeanne Mass
Post by: TrueAndroids on March 21, 2010, 05:18:21 pm
movements seem very smooth here ... nice sized hands ... nice shadow work ... and i liked that little skipping she did  :)
Title: Re: Jeanne Mass
Post by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 06:32:36 pm
Dear TrueAndroids, one big thank you very much to you!! It is a song emotional, this song, speaks of life, difficulties, and joy, in life, it is very emotional. I am going to translate it, in English, for words. Thank you again my friend ;)
Title: Re: Jeanne Mass
Post by: claude2 on March 21, 2010, 06:39:23 pm
In red and black


by Jeanne Mas  Lyric



If they had recommended me,
 I would have made fewer errors,
 I would have known how to reassure myself,
 Every time that I was afraid,
 I would have nestled in heat,
 Sheltered from a too proud wind,
 And I would have treated on my skin,
 Hurt by winter colds,
 I would have put colour,
 On my cheeks and on my lips,
 I would have become pretty.

 I constructed so many castles,
 Which were reduced in sand,
 I pronounced so many names,
 with no face,
 Too much for a long time I sniffed
 Something else than some dust,
 I did not know how to calm down,
 Each time I lacked confidence,
 my eyes do not want to play any more,
 wear make-up of indifference,
 I disavow my innocence.

 In red and black, I shall exile my fright;
 I shall go more high than these mountains of pain,
 In red and black, I shall show my heart;
 In exchange for a truce of softness,
 In red and black, my conflicts my weaknesses,
 I know them, I would like so much them to stop;
 In red and black, flag of my anger,
 I claim a little of cordiality.

 If they had recommended me,
 Everything would so differ,
 I would have known how to excuse you,
 I would less be alone currently,
 Somnambulist I too much ran,
 In the black of the big forests,
 I often got lost,
 In lies which killed,
 I missed my first role,
 I shall play better the second,
 I want the night to end.

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