Le Festin

This song became one of my favorite this year...
It just makes you want to waltz away...



- Le Festin -
sung by: Camille
lyrics by: Camille
music by: Michael Giacchino
album: Ratatouille OST (2007)

Les reves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin
Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin
Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux
Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux
Car rien n'est gratuit dans la vie.

L'espoir est un plat bien trop vite consomme
A sauter les repas je suis habitue
Un voleur, solitaire, est triste a nourrir
A nous, je suis amer, je veux reussir
Car rien n'est gratuit dans la vie.

Jamais on ne me dira que la course aux etoiles, ca n'est pas pour moi
Laissez-moi vous emerveiller, prendre mon envol
Nous allons enfin nous rega...ler

La fete va enfin commencer
Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis
Je dresse la table, demain nouvelle vie
Je suis heureux a l'idee de ce nouveau destin
Une vie a me cacher, et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin
Une vie a me cacher et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin. . . .


The dreams of lovers are like good wine
They give joy or even sorrow
Weakened by hunger, I am unhappy
Stealing on my way everything I can
Because nothing in life is free.

Hope is a dish too soon finished
I am accustomed to skipping meals
A thief alone and hungry is sad enough to die
As for us, I am bitter, I want to succeed
Because nothing in life is free.

Never will they tell me that I cannot shoot for the stars
Let me fill you with wonder, let me take flight
We will finally fea...st

The party will finally start
And bring out the bottles, the troubles are over
I'm setting the table; tomorrow is a new life
I am happy at the idea of this new destiny
A life spent in hiding, and now I'm finally free
The feast is on my path
A life spent in hiding, and now I'm finally free
The feast is on my path. . .

So Behind.... no relaxation....

This past several weeks were really dreadful. No time to relax and I'm so behind in reading..
I practically had no time to sit down and open up my book and flip through pages..
Though, finally, this crazy schedule of 40 hours a week working has officially ended. I can get back to relaxing and leaf through some books that I had had to put down for a whole month. And yes, because of that and other things we practically skipped two of our book meetings and I think we're behind 2 books or is it 3?

Anyhow, it's good to be back to the original schedule and actually get things done like cleaning and cooking and just getting around the house organizing stuff that's been all over the place for a complete full month.
There still are things that I haven't been able to take care of today but then again, one day won't really cover up for a full month of chaos, right?

July 25 '07 4:42pm (from my notes)

Night and Day merges to one and time just seem to fade away.
Floating in space and time without destination.
Seconds, minutes, and hours just undistinguishable.
Like being stuck in a room full of clocks and watches that are all pointing in their own different direction.
Like visiting the clock smith and seeing all those watches he’s trying to fix.

The fear of being lost and fear of inability to find the way just sucks me into this tiny room where I can barely breathe. All these ticking sound pushing, rushing, ushering me to be quick. And me just standing there, just pacing back and forth unable to make a decision. So, the problem…
Yes, it feels like I’m stuck in that tunnel again.. that I keep coming back to.. and that tunnel is like a shape shifter who changes its shape every single time as it sees fit – preventing me from escape… freedom.

So, it’s that tunnel again..
that hopeless feeling just flooding back…
The Insecurity!