PARIS : Deux sillabes et une aura éternelle.Elles forment ensemble des images spectaculaires, imprégnés des lumières, des éclats qui font Paris unique. On sait c'est l'endroit parfait

pour tout ce qu'on veux vivre. La

tour EIFFEL scintillante, Montmartre mystérieux comme d' habitude, les pavés battus par le claquement des talons aiguilles sous la pluie, des allures au présent libre.

Elle est Marion, ambassadrice d'una maison très française, des yeux comme des champs de lavande, Parisienne idéale: engagée et curieuse, globe-trotter, intensément vibrant en irradiant vitalité. C'est sa personalité ce que la fait symbole du trésor parisien. Plus parisienne, tu meurs...

They'd forgotten they got eyes because of the time they've been dreaming over the years and now it seems like they've opened them again and remembered they could see.

OH dance,

sha sha sha

I want to wake up energy morning and be able to dance all over the room. It would take a lot of time, hours turning round and round. Feel awake to catch a breathe to laugh out loud, jump to the kitchen and start preparing breakfast there. It won't take me more than three seconds to notice you standing almost naked there. Stop, step. Kiss and smile and then begin again. I will forget about dancing for some time, sounds around me fading slowly since I've noticed you and your silhoutte - then a few days inhalating your voice.

And I will be waiting you to appear here, green eyes watching me.

'Do you remember everything from yesterday?' - 'Of course I do, why ?' -'Great, you were a little bit drunk'. Music all over the place. We will find our way to make it , because we can dance. It' just a matter of practice. So, if we got time, we'll sort it out. Until that we have ourselves.

And ... after a few days we'll eventually find ourselves able to.

"You could frequently repeat it."

Come on babe, we've done it so many times, why not another one?

Ouvre les yeux, ouvre ton coeur

"Vamos señoritas, no existe una respuesta correcta, ni tampoco un libro de texto que os diga qué pensar. Creen que vale algo?

Claro que no, si no una obra chabacana en terciopelo podría equiparase a un Rembrandt.¡Tiene que haber unos valores:técnica, composición,color, incluso tema!,si sugiere que eso es arte, y además buen arte,¿qué pretende enseñarnos?

Eso precisamente, muy bien Betty, acabas de bosquejar el nuevo programa: ¿qué es arte?¿cómo se sabe si es bueno o malo y quién lo decide?

La siguiente, por favor. Hace 25 años alguien pensó que esto era brillante.

Estoy de acuerdo,¿quién?

Mi madre, lo pinté por su cumpleaños.Siguiente.

Ésta es mi madre.¿Es arte?

¡Es una instantánea!

¿Si te dijera que la tomó Ansel Adams cambiaría la cosa?

El arte no es arte hasta que alguien dice que lo es.

¡Es arte!

La gente apropiada.

¿Y quienes son?

Vuelve al sutin, por favor. Ahora mirarlo otra vez,mirar más allá e intentar no cerraros a nuevas ideas."

"Si fueras mi chica no te dejaría marchar."- "Tampoco te pediría permiso"

Ciao, Mona Lisa.

Para grandes sueños, marvelous medios

Revolution Rock FranÇaise

I bongo with my lingo And beat it like a wing yo To Congo To Columbo Can't stereotype my thing yo I salt and pepper my mango Shoot spit Out the window Bingo I got em in the thing yo Now what? I'm doing my thing yo  Quit bending all my fingo Quit beating me like you're Ringo You wanna go? You wanna win a war? Like P.L.O don't surrendo  The sunshowers that fall on my troubles Are over you my baby And some showers I'll be aiming at you cos I'm watching you my baby   I checked that mouth on him Cornered him Why would you listen to him? He had his way I'm bored of him I'm tired of him I don't wanna be as bad as him   Put away your stupid gun yo Cos we see through like a protocol call That's why we blow it up 'fore we go And some showers I'll be aiming at you  On that wall they posted him They cornered him and then just murdered him  He told them he didn't know them He wasn't there they didn't know him They showed him a picture then Ain't that you with the Muslims?  He had colgate on his teeth And Reebok classics on his feet At a factory he does Nike And then helps the family  Beat heart beat He's made it to the Newsweek Sweetheart seen it He's doing it for the peeps. peace.