J’écris encore, des petits textes, qui ne valent pas grand-chose, ni Apollinaire ni Prévert, mais si on se comparait tout le temps on ne ferait rien… J’écris en anglais, terrain glissant où je pourrais faire rire les anglophones ! Mais j’aime cette langue qui m’a ouvert les portes de la communication avec le monde entier, et elle me manque maintenant que je suis rentrée en France.
Too proud, you’re too proud,
And you want me
For your good appearance
You get allowed
Of less humanity
From my own ignorance
Too much, you’re too much,
Desire in a staring
Like to win the game
Do you know it is such
A pity you were playing
Did you remember my name
You, you were too dreamy
How can cuteness
Be the love condition
Your feelings were smily
Prisoner of chess
A future without solution
Too shy, you’re too shy,
Facing me like a friend
So cute and funny
Wondering why
I won’t wait for you ’til the end
Love is my need, freedom my necessity. Maud
When I arrived in Erasmus in Finland, I was exciting to make the others discovering some french music I like. But if those songs are listened without understanding the meaning, it is still beautiful but there is some kind of lack ! So I did some translations of my favourite songs, and here is the most famous song of an important old french singer, 
