Galerie

Cortège de la Fête-Dieu à Fribourg. Un petit coté film de Jean Yanne ou de Jean-Pierre Mocky, avec tous les représentants des ordres locaux défilant avec un mélange d’ennui et de tristesse sous un soleil de plomb.

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And now, for another kind of Camille, Jean Yanne. 

I’ve known lots of girls
Lots of boys too,
But when I met Camille
Oh what emotion in my life!
Camille ain’t that a girl,
Ain’t that a boy either,
How to explain Camille
To those who have never seen it?

Camille is pretty special
He or she, I just do not know,
Looks like a tonsil
With forked ends.
Some would find atrocious
Its body since everywhere
Where should be bumps,
There are holes!

GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA
GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA!

How to describe Camille
Which is assless, boobsless, backless?
It looks like a caterpillar
Or a Picasso drawing
It looks like a small intestine
With a head in the middle,
A large isosceles triangle
Bloated, yellow and viscous

Every night spent with Camille,
I fly to the heavens,
I suffocate and widen the eyes
I fly, I’m happy.
This really is the climax
Of the pleasures of love,
But the best thing
Can not last forever!

GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA
GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA GNIA!

When dawn is rising,
Bringing our peculiar ceremonial
Of my happiness with Camille,
To an end
When daybreak ousts
The night from my nuptial joy
I took Camille with pliers,
And put it back in its jar!
I took Camille with pliers,
And put it back in its jar!
In its jar…