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I really like this Florent Marchet’s song, but I’m not sure about the dance, but it’s mostly because I tend to find most artistic* modern dance to be elitist and pretentious bullshit – “This is my interpretation of Christmas”. 

Anyway, back to the song :

please tell me again,

about the lights of Christmas

the wind, the cold outside,

the eternal snow

and the smell of oranges

under the golden tree

where angels are dancing

and other loved ornaments

we’ll have to put this fire out

in the fireplace

in the sky we can see

deers and fairies

I like very much this story

shining in the evening

nevertheless, today,

when midnight comes

I’m not lying – I’d rather

get no dessert

even though

everything shines

in the gray of the families

I won’t miss the lights of December

I prefer the legend

to the reality…

please tell me again 

about the lights of Christmas

for my sleeping child:

the eternal snows…

*but I really appreciate a lot of popular dances, even if, being as coordinate as an Audi GPS unit, I’m not able to enjoy them myself. 

Galerie

Être prophête ou être anti-fête, il faut choisir.

Galerie

Être prophête ou être anti-fête, il faut choisir.