Today I want to present Duy Huynh Vietnamese painter discovered a long time ago on artsblog , then forgotten, but, fortunately, found recently by a wonderful video posted by a friend su YT.
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Flowers - The art and music blog
flower that is picked by the roadside
Carefree of rubbing the hands
Fleur asked nightfall
On a doorstep full of hope
leafless flower, flower, tell me if she loves me
Flower, my question is always the same
Flower
found moments that bring a smile of a tender past
Flower, considering the softness
To go there where the poet invites us to travel
Flower, I kept the heart
The memory of a perfume and facial features
charming bouquet Flowers Bridal Flowers
thrown to the wind with your eyes closed too
Flower maquillée, fleur des grands soirs
En fourreau de soie, pétales noirs
Fleurs qui vous mettent le monde en couleurs
Pour cacher un peu de sa laideur
Fleurs aux corolles d'or sous le soleil
Pour un peintre fou qui s'émerveille
Fleur, songe à la douceur
D'aller là-bas où le poète invite au voyage
Fleur, j'ai gardé au coeur
Le souvenir d'un parfum et les traits d'un visage
apologies for the delay I wish all my friends (and people in their care) a 2011 marked by good health (most importantly) , peace, love and many, many moments of joy.
I do with this little video that a few days ago, I prepared in a hurry to wish Happy Birthday to a friend. The song stops at 3 seconds from the end, however you want to accept, albeit a virtual bouquet of flowers. A kiss and an embrace that will contain all.
David Burliuk - Flowers by the Sea
song: Adamo - Fleur
flower that is picked by the roadside
Carefree of rubbing the hands
Fleur asked nightfall
On a doorstep full of hope
leafless flower, flower, tell me if she loves me
Flower, my question is always the same
Flower
found moments that bring a smile of a tender past
Flower, considering the softness
To go there where the poet invites us to travel
Flower, I kept the heart
The memory of a perfume and facial features
charming bouquet Flowers Bridal Flowers
thrown to the wind with your eyes closed too
Flower maquillée, fleur des grands soirs
En fourreau de soie, pétales noirs
Fleurs qui vous mettent le monde en couleurs
Pour cacher un peu de sa laideur
Fleurs aux corolles d'or sous le soleil
Pour un peintre fou qui s'émerveille
Fleur, songe à la douceur
D'aller là-bas où le poète invite au voyage
Fleur, j'ai gardé au coeur
Le souvenir d'un parfum et les traits d'un visage
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