My rusty french couldn't translate this whole clip, so although I don't know what they're saying half the time, its quirky nature makes me smile.
I love this clip and the interpretation of this old french song. If you want the words, I found it there in french, but with a good translator tool, you should understand a bit more!http://www.paroles.net/chanson/24977.1
Rachel...I don't know how you find some of this stuff? But I am oh so happy that you do! Always such smiles you bring :) Sigh.
I just love the fact that someone thought of this, and then actually made it.And I love that you found it and are sharing it with us:)
this was so lovely to watch, thank you for posting it - i had to ask french boy to translate the meaning though as it is full of play on words, and is quite a story!
Hey! Well, I'll try to translate it for you, as opposed to you, it's my english that isn't really good, so please forgive me for my mistakes ^^It was just after the war,In a little hoedown that had suffered.On a rickety dance floorThere were two of them, who were disoveredAmong the junk they were dancingIn this little hoedown wich name was... (x4)No I can't remember,The name of the forgotten hoedown.All I remeber of were those loverswho weren't looking at anything around themThere was so much heedlessnessIn there touched gesturesSo who caresabout the name of the forgotten hoedownNo I can't rememberthe name of the forgotten hoedownAll I remember of,Is that they were happy,staring at each otherand it was great...and it was great...They were drinking in the same glass,Still staring at each otherThey were doing the same prayerTo be happy forever, foreverAmong the junk they were smilingIn this little hoedown wich name was... (x4)(chorus)And then when the accordionistStopped, when they left.The night was falling on the dancefloor,On the junk of my life,It became rue againThis little heodown wich name was... (x4)No I can't remember,The name of the forgotten hoedown.All I remember of were those loverswho weren't looking at anything around themThere was so much light,with them in the street,so what a big deal,the name of the forgotten hoedown.No I can remember,The name of the forgotten hoedown,All I remember of,Is that we were happy,Staring at each other,And it was great,And it was great.Yep...sorry for my mistakes,hope you've understood a bit ^^Eggy
I really appreciate your thoughts and ideas, thanks for reading!