je repars á zèro!

the words lap into one another

OR

the words lap one into the other

the words lap onto the shore

the words lap up on the shore

the days lap into each other, waves on the shore, even in cold, in winter, even even even

I am chaste

I am sorry

je regrette tout

je regrette tout, she said with tears in her eyes

Cliché? also French

all is fiction; writing, a lie

While searching the web for a French translation, I come across “The Top 5 Regrets People Have on Their Deathbeds”

Surely, sharing my emotions freely shall not be a regret of mine, for I have shared to a fault

I love the swelling grandeur of the opening orchestration, the strings, the horns, and the incomparable Édith. I never saw that movie you know. What more does one need? Here is a woman of small stature and great power.

Regrets? That I never learned to roll my rs like Édith Piaf did; mais j’ai du temps, mes petites, j’ai du temps.

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Music Monday–nous allons a Montreal

Me and the young’un are heading to Montreal.

Before I think the better of it, I am going to post a video of myself singing a French song. If you have any better ideas, you do your own music monday. I already did a driving in the car post, maybe more than one, so I’m trying to keep it fresh.

Erin O’Brien over at the Owner’s Manual is not only a published author of renown, but also used to do quite a lot of youtube videos. Did she ever sing on them? Further research would have to be conducted by yours truly before I could answer that; but she makes me a little braver than I might otherwise have been had she not boldly paved the way for a blogging chick like me.

The word is reign, from regner; not rain, from pleurer:

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