Boy Kisses From Les Chansons D'amour

le film qui retranscrit lesprit parisien


paris je t'aime =)

mm french, love the song.

*drool* i want this mooovie XDDDDDDDDd

"ma mémoire sale" =)

well lets face it, the world is pretty S**t and Morality is pretty much non-existant in this day and age.

this is a true depiction of Love and Life... this movie is Dark, Sweet, Confusing, Lovely.... everything the World is already

this scene is really beautiful, but the whole movie gives quite a perverted meaning to the word "love."
all movies of Christophe Honores I saw are very pretentious, while he's constantly destroying everything i call honesty, morality and innocence.
and Im not talking about this particular scene, just it looks like some people dont have feelings except for pure egoism.

So Frenchy, so cuty ...

whoops - 'bad' = bed

But gosh, this is not the greatest compliment you could pay to someone in bad is it?

Si j'ai ton corps comme un torrent de Lave
Ma memoire sale dans un fleuve de boue

If I have your body like a stream of lava
My soiled memory in a dirty river of mud

Dirty river of mud! The mind boggles...

idioootiii

film jest bardzo dobry, tylko zakończenie jakieś takie bezpłuciowe... ale Garrel zagrał profesjonalnie, jak zawsze zresztą, xD czy ten musical był w kinach w Polsce?

фу блин, ужоснах...

i want to see this movie.

Louis Garrel is gorgious... such a talented actor with a very specific charism !

YAY. I wonder if kissing and singing at even intervals is hard. lol

Everything sounds more beautiful when sung in french.

J'aime beaucoup.

... till my body feels nothing is wrong anymore. yes, letme have your body like a hot volcano in my arms. wash my memories...


well, thats more or less, what the song says in french... i hope it makes sense, im mexican, traying to translate french to english, lol... cheers.

wash my memories in a river of mud. travel your tongue to every single part of my body.clean everywhere. take out of me all trace of my past. that past wich got me sadly tired. hunt my past, stalk it till u have it in ur sight. and kill it. dont listen at my past. no matter if it begs you, kill it. you know it should have a second death, then kill it. someone killed it before you and it was useless. and come to my cold bed, and burn it. fill me with passion...

Pleure
Je l'ai fait avant toi et ça ne sert à rien
A quoi bon les sanglots, inonder les coussins
j'ai essayé, j'ai essayé
Mais j'ai le coeur sec et les yeux gonflés
Mais j'ai le coeur sec et les yeux gonflés
Alors...

Brûle
Brûle quand tu t'enlises dans mon grand lit de glace
Mon lit comme une banquise qui fond quand tu m'enlaces
Plus rien n'est triste, plus rien n'est grave
Si j'ai Ton corps comme un torrent de Lave
Ma memoire sale dans un fleuve de boue

Lave
Ma mémoire sale dans son fleuve de boue
Du bout de ta langue nettoie-moi partout
Et ne laisse pas la moindre trace
De tout ce qui me lie et qui me lasse
Hélas ..

Chasse
Traque-la en moi, ce n'est qu'en moi qu'elle vit
Et lorsque tu la tiendras au bout de ton fusil
N'écoute pas si elle t'implore
Tu sais qu'elle doit mourir d'une deuxième mort
Alors tue-la encore

comment elle s'appele, cette chanson??

This scene is seriously so beautiful. It makes me sad. :C

i just loove the song ..

it's so beautiful -- the french really know about love.

wonderful.

The way they move together is absolutely incredible.