Siesta in Seanhenge

A dead dragonfly?
Nah. Just having siesta
on the green grass of Seanhenge.

Ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! :)

Belle nuit, ô nuit d’amour
Souris à nos ivresses
Nuit plus douce que le jour
Ô,belle nuit d’amour!
Le temps fuit et sans retour
Emporte nos tendresses
Loin de cet heureux séjour
Le temps fuit sans retour
Zéphyrs embrasés
Versez-nous vos caresses
Zéphyrs embrasés
Donnez-nous vos baisers!
Vos baisers! Vos baisers! Ah!
Belle nuit, ô, nuit d’amour
Souris à nos ivresses
Nuit plus douce que le jour,
Ô, belle nuit d’amour!
Ah! souris à nos ivresses!
Nuit d’amour, ô, nuit d’amour!
Ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah!


Lovely night, oh, night of love
Smile upon our joys!
Night much sweeter than the day
Oh beautiful night of love!
Time flies by, and carries away
Our tender caresses for ever!
Time flies far from this happy oasis
And does not return
Burning zephyrs
Embrace us with your caresses!
Burning zephyrs
Give us your kisses!
Your kisses! Your kisses! Ah!
Lovely night, oh, night of love
Smile upon our joys!
Night much sweeter than the day
Oh, beautiful night of love!
Ah! Smile upon our joys!
Night of love, oh, night of love!
Ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah!

Great performances

And with French subtitles


And in (plain) English


And with Spanish subtitles

Visiting a Rose

She does not want to make money.

Friday is Skyday [112]

All my sarcasm
does not fit in a haiku.
The peace of the night.

On the Road

I hear Mr Putin is a peaceloving human being.

Well, and Mr Obama even "won" the Peace Nobel Price.

What a wonderful planet I am inhabiting.

Another Bee Dorado

You can't, of course, know
my feelings . . .

On the Road

A pleasure for my eyes.

Once a Year

. . . for a short while

Evening Stroll

Who would want to talk about politics?
[Ah, who'd be able to mention all topics in the labels?]

Kohlrabi

We shall have Kohlrabi for lunch.
Oh!
And this year's first potatoes!

Optimism is . . .

[Optimism is ... ] to order
– by the way: not via Amazon but in the nearest bookshop –
Thomas Pynchon's "Against the Day",
both in English and German ("Gegen den Tag"),
although I do not know
whenever I shall find time to read those 2,815 pages.
[The first pages are promising, though].

Friday is Skyday

A sunset in June to remember . . .

. . . today our mother would become 90.