In a Nutshell » Joe Dassin

LavaLife – My Profile. October 2009

Svetlana — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 22:33:28 +0000

Et si tu n’existais pas
Je crois que je l’aurais trouvé
Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi
Simplement pour te créer
Et pour te regarder

Above all, I like beauty, balance, and harmony. It may come as existence inspiring, uplifting and intoxicating as the scent of fresh rain mixed with the air of spring or melancholic, enigmatic and refined.

I cannot remember how many times I have been asked what I am looking for. The only answer I can come with is Pure Happiness. As simple as that. I have learned to enjoy small things in life, here and now, a cup of coffee, a walk, a good conversation, a smile from a stranger, a sound of rain, snow falling on my eyelashes. I am not looking for perfection, which in my opinion does not exist anyways.

Existence inspiring, uplifting and intoxicating

Source: http://vi.sualize.us/view/kallini2002/7052d8370eacfe4b12ffa31eb111d0b1/

I am looking for a kindred spirit, a man I can fall in love with, totally losing myself and yet having the luxury of remaining myself. Eyes I can drown in I find totally irresistible. Anything that has depth to it. Dark clouds, oceans, mirror effects, reflections, fluidity, illusions, allusions, formlessness.

Foreign languages, literature, films, poetry, images, paradoxes, songs that reflect my mood, dancing, some insanity once in awhile, passion, fall colours, colours Blue and Orange for one reason, colours Dark Maroon and Deep Wine-Red for quite another, courage, absurdity, intensity, character, sense of humour, philosophy, quotes.

Things I don’t like, though. Over explaining.

I hate verbal diarrhea and mental constipation. Especially combined. Arrogance. Righteousness. Pretence. Superficiality. Indifference.

Le Secret de la Vie

Svetlana — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:38:58 +0000

Et si tu n’existais pas, J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour

I started this post wanting to write about the film “Two Lovers”. I could never actually get to write a review. (Well, later I will do it, promise!) I was thinking too much about how fast I fall in love and how fast I create that infatuation out of which I could not so easily escape. Infatuation? Creating feelings out of thin air. Falling in love with the images of my own and on my own and then projecting them onto a real person. I guess I am being creative. Or insane, even ever so slightly. I was thinking about how it is like projecting a film, its characters and a story onto an empty screen and expecting a feedback from that imaginary life. That’s me. Feelings are real, the feedback? I am afraid, it would take a long time to get one.

Being a somewhat strange person, I do have somewhat strange conversations. Coming from my dream…

“It is what it is, you feel what you feel, it is neither right nor wrong”, – my friend usually says. Yes, the one that I like so much for so little reason. That is the quintessence of our conversations, I think. Apart from the fact that he is right and I am wrong. I think way too much about him, only because I created those feelings and then I fell under their influence. Well, how clever of me!

Well, it takes time to recognize that I am all-alone in that fantasy world. In love with an image, a reflection, a mirage…

Is it time to forget, to wake up? I am afraid so. But…deep inside, I don’t really want to. I love this haze and intoxication. And then I find a song. An old one about another person who would have created love and a lover even if the lover did not exist. To find the secret of life by creating a lover… I might be slightly insane, but why so many other people like this song? Maybe there is something to it? Longing for love? I guess, it is what it is – neither right nor wrong.

Et si tu n’existais pas

Je crois que je l’aurais trouvé

Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi

Simplement pour te créer

Et pour te regarder

Et si tu n’existais pas… Joe Dassin

Svetlana — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 03:31:54 +0000

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuBwReAkXGI

Et si tu n’existais pas

Dis-moi pourquoi j’existerais

Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi

Sans espoir et sans regret

Et si tu n’existais pas

J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour

Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts

Naître les couleurs du jour

Et qui n’en revient pas

Et si tu n’existais pas

Dis-moi pour qui j’existerais

Des passantes endormies dans mes bras

Que je n’aimerais jamais

Et si tu n’existais pas

Je ne serais qu’un point de plus

Dans ce monde qui vient et qui va

Je me sentirais perdu

J’aurais besoin de toi

Et si tu n’existais pas

Dis-moi comment j’existerais

Je pourrais faire semblant d’être moi

Mais je ne serais pas vrai

Et si tu n’existais pas

Je crois que je l’aurais trouvé

Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi

Simplement pour te créer

Et pour te regarder

Et si tu n’existais pas

Dis-moi pourquoi j’existerais

Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi

Sans espoir et sans regret

Et si tu n’existais pas

J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour

Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts

Naître les couleurs du jour

Et qui n’en revient pas

And if you did not exist

Say to me why I would exist

To trail along in the world without you

Hopeless and without regret

And if you did not exist

I would try to invent love

As a painter who sees under the fingers

Be born the colours of day

And which does not come back there

And if you did not exist

Say to me for whom I would exist

Passers-by put to sleep in my arms

That I would never like

And if you did not exist

I would be only a point furthermore

In this world which comes and that goes

I would feel lost

I would need you

And if you did not exist

Say to me how I would exist

I could pretend to be me

But I would not be true

And if you did not exist

I think that I would have found it

The secret of life, why

Simply to create you

And to look at you

And if you did not exist

Say to me why I would exist

To trail along in the world without you

Hopeless and without regret

And if you did not exist

I would try to invent love

As a painter who sees under the fingers

Be born the colours of day

And which does not come back there

“Если б не было тебя…”

Svetlana — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 01:55:16 +0000

Adaptation of Joe Dassin’s “Et si tu n’existais pas”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOBb9BHsXJw&feature=related

Если б не было тебя,

Скажи, зачем тогда мне жить,

В шуме дней как в потоках дождя

Сорванным листом кружить.

Если б не было тебя,

Я б выдумал себе любовь,

Я твои не искал бы черты

И убеждался б вновь и вновь,

Что это все же ты…

Если б не было тебя,

То для чего тогда мне быть,

День за днем находить и терять,

Ждать любви, но не любить.

Если б не было тебя,

Я б шел по миру как слепой,

В гуле сотен чужих голосов

Узнать пытаюсь голос твой

И звук твоих шагов…

Если б не было тебя,

И мне не быть собой самим,

Так и жил бы, твой призрак любя,

Призраком твоим любим.

Если б не было тебя,

Я знаю, что не смог бы ждать,

Разгадал бы секрет бытия,

Только чтоб тебя создать

И видеть лишь тебя…

Если б не было тебя…