I don’t speak French
But I love to swim in French melody…
Love to be a single-note,
Quietly love to lose myself in your rhapsody…
It’s the mystery and thriving love
That gently flows through our veins and strives
For sweet shivering,
And by surprise,
We are holding on to our memories of ecstasy,
And to the moments of joy: with sunshine in our eyes.
The memory of shame
Or losing in the game is not pleasant; sometimes it’s tragic,
But playing the game of “Love and Fun,”
Or “Searching for the One”
Becomes the goal of our lifetime: We hope for magic,
And the stress imposed on our strings
Is the result of “Catch me if you can…”
They promised you the stars in the sky
But left you with broken heart,
The mountains cried rivers
And the earth was shaken by your deep sigh.
I always wonder why you and me,
She and He,
Why are we all enduring the pain of this crazy love?
Before I wrote these words,
I was playing a CD in my car.
I was thinking of the Hunchback of Notre Dame
When his last cry echoed from afar.
And, while listening and trying to sing along,
His last howl of passion shuttered the windows of my heart,
I deeply felt his last breath
And last rebellious motion against forbidden and bittersweet love.
By Ankin Timourian
Copyright © 2009
Enjoy the song Belle from the movie "Notre Dam De Paris" .