12 Novembre 2016
La vie, ce n’est pas d’attendre que l’orage passe,
c’est d’apprendre à danser sous la pluie...
Les Collages d'eMmA MessanA
Le 13 novembre 2015 a pris place insidieusement dans nos vies et s'est ancré dans notre mémoire collective.
Je serai ce soir 12 novembre 2016 par la pensée au Bataclan au concert de Sting.
Il pleut ce soir à Paris...
eMmA MessanA
Sting, Fragile
Extrait de son album Nothing Like The Sun
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
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