I so adore L’Amour á La Française

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For those who don't know, L’Amour á La Française is France's entry for this year's Eurovision Song Contest. I can't say it's the best song out there but it's damn funny. And it's word play is just wonderful! Even with my non-existent French skills (about three years of high school French) I understand what it's saying. Plus, the video for it was damn amusing. So very pink!

Anyway, Masha sent me links to every single entry into this year's contest and I went through most of them... Some of them were good, some of them really sucked and some made me question their country's sanity *cough*UkraineUK*cough* and gave me WTF?! moments but I sincerely enjoyed Les Fatals Picards and their L’Amour á La Française. After watching all the entries in it, I still don't think this was worth putting off Doctor Who for another week (god, I can't wait until Saturday -- I'm in withdrawl!). I mean the first time I saw it, I couldn't help but wonder if these were amateurs or what. Some of them seriously sucked and you have to wonder if they're really what that country had to send to this contest.

Anyway, it's over and at least I found a new little song to listen to. I adore the lyrics (which follow at the end) and I think I'm falling for the group as well. ^^ That bald guy with the very high voice? So much love!

Anyway, the lyrics:

I remember jolie demoiselle
The last summer, nous, la Tour Eiffel
I remember comme tu étais belle
So beautiful with your sac Chanel

Sur le pont de le Seine
Let’s do it again, again, again, again
You give me a rendezvous. What is it? What is it?

Je le chercher à toi dans les rues
Je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l’es plus
Je le regarde partout, where are you
My heart is bleeding, oh I miss you

L’amour à la Française
Let’s do it again, again, again, again
You give me a rendezvous

Et je cours, je cours, je cours
I’ve lost l’amour, l’amour, l’amour
Je suis perdu, here without you
And I’m crazy, seul à Paris
Je tu le manques, sans toi I can’t
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Champs Elysées, alone la nuit
Le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty

Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux
Et dans le ciel I miss you so
A souvenir, a rendezvous
Des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you
Je tu le manques, sans toi I can’t
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Je suis perdu, here without you
And I’m crazy, seul à Paris

I remember jolie demoiselle
The last summer comme tu étais belle
I remember nous la Tour Eiffel
So beautiful with your sac Chanel

L’amour à la Française
C’est que je t’aime je t’aime je t’aime je t’aime
I give you a rendez-vous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours

I’ve lost l’amour, l’amour, l’amour
Je suis perdu, here without you
And I’m crazy, seul à Paris
Je tu le manques, sans toi I can’t
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Champs Elysées, alone la nuit
Le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty

Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux
Et dans le ciel I miss you so
A souvenir, a rendezvous
Des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you
Je tu le manque, sans toi I can’t
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Je suis perdu, here without you