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ON IRA ZAZ On ira écouter Harlem au coin de Manhattan On ira rougir le thé les souks à Amman On ira nager dans le lit du fleuve Sénegal Et on verra blûler Bombay sous un feu de Benegale On ira gratter le ciel en dessous de Kyoto On ira sentir Rio battre au de Janeiro On lèvera nos sur yeux sur le plafond de la chapelle Sixtine Et lèvera nos verres dans le café Pouchkine -Refrain- Oh qu’elle est belle notre chance Aux milles couleurs de l’être humain Mélangées de nos différences A la croisée des destins Vous êtes les étoilles nous sommes l’univers Vous êtes un grain de sable nous êtes le désert Vous êtes mille pages et moi je suis la plume Oh oh oh oh oh oh Vous êtes l’horizon et nous êtes la mer Vous êtes les saisons et nous sommes la terre Vous êtes le rivage et moi je sui l’écume On dira que poèts n’ont pas de drapeux On fera des jours de fête autant qu’on a de héros On saura que les enfants sont gardiens de l’âme Et qu’il y a des raines autant qu’il y a des femmes On dira que les rencontres font les plus beaux voyages On verra qu’on ne mérite que ce qui se partage On entendra chanter des musiques d’ailleurs Et l’on saura donner ce que l’on meilleur -------- Refrain -------- Vous êtes les étoilles nous sommes l’univers Vous êtes un grain de sable nous êtes le désert Vous êtes mille pages et moi je suis la plume Oh oh oh oh oh oh Vous êtes l’horizon et nous êtes la mer Vous êtes les saisons et nous sommes la terre Vous êtes le rivage et moi je sui l’écume Oh oh oh oh oh oh We will hear Harlem to Manhattan We’ll redden tea in the markets of Amman We will swim in the river Senegal We will burn Bombay in the fire of Benegal We will scrape the skies above Kyoto We will feel the beat of Rio to Janiero We will raise up our eyes to the ceiling of the chapel Sixtine And lift our sunglasses in Café Pushkin -Refrain- Oh this is our beautiful chance To million colors of being human The mix of our differences At the crossroads of destiny You are the stars, we the universe You are a grain of sand, we are the desert You are million white pages and I am the feather Oh oh oh oh oh oh You are the horizon and we are the sea You are the seasons and we are the Earth You are the shore and I am the sea foam They say that poets have no flags We will have days of celebration as many as we have heroes We will know that children are the guardians of love And that there are as many queens as there are women We say first encounters are the most beautiful travels We see, that deserve only as what we can share We can hear the music of beyond the seas And know, how we can give the best of us -------- Refrain -------- You are the stars, we the universe You are a grain of sand, we are the desert You are million white pages and I am the feather Oh oh oh oh oh oh You are the horizon and we are the sea You are the seasons and we are the Earth You are the shore and I am the sea foam Oh oh oh oh oh oh Me kuuleme Harlemit Manhattanini välja Me tee värvime punaseks Ammani turgudel Me ujume Senegali jões Me põletame Bombay Bengali tules Me kriibime taevast Kyoto kohal Me tunneme Rio rütmi Janieroni välja Me tõstame oma silmad Sixtuse kabeli lakke Ja tõstame eest päikeseprillid Puškini kohvikus -Refrään- Oh see on meie ilus võimalus Miljonile inimeseks olemise värvile Meie erinevuste segule Saatuse ristmikul Teie olete tähed, meie oleme universum Teie olete liivatera, meie oleme kõrb Teie olete miljon valget lehte ja mina olen sulg Oh oh oh oh oh oh Teie olete horisont ja meie oleme meri Teie olete aastaajad ja meie oleme Maa Teie olete rand ja mina merevaht Öeldakse, et luuletajatel pole lippe Meil on niipalju pidupäevi kui palju meil on kangelasi Me teame et lapsed on armu kaitsjad Ja et on nii palju kuningannasid kui on naisi Me ütleme, et esmakohtumised on kõige ilusamad reisid Me näeme, et väärime vaid seda, mida suudame jagada Me saame kuulda meretagust muusikat Ja me oskame anda endast parimat -------- Refrään -------- Teie olete tähed, meie oleme universum Teie olete liivatera, meie oleme kõrb Teie olete miljon valget lehte ja mina olen sulg Oh oh oh oh oh oh Teie olete horisont ja meie oleme meri Teie olete aastaajad ja meie oleme Maa Teie olete rand ja mina merevaht Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Went to see the KIDS! They had swords!

All So Up Side Down !! :D

Général: The Amazing Usual

This late morning I opened my bag of four organic oranges, climbed out the kitchen window and up the little wall next to it and enjoyed the hot sun and the view over dry thorny nature, brush - mostly my dear ajonc and génet - and trees, light yellow fields. All under pale blue summer sky and a hot hot summer sun. How I enjoy buying organic fruits! And eating them! Norris about washing your hands after peeling an orange or a banana - feels heavenly! Here I can buy organic products from the supermarket at a price of usual products or very little more expensive, so I try to buy bio-labeled bread, fruits, cosmetics (all of my cosmetics is bio label!), breakfast cereal, cookies .. :D I also try to buy local, that being desserts and yoghurt and I eat lots of yoghurt - I like it and I had to take antibiotics not long ago. One other of my quirks is juice. Tropical fruits juices :D The supermarket where we usualy shop, Super U, has it's own line of tropical fruit juices and I have tried almost all of them: guayava, litchi and passion fruit. Must say that the latter is my fav! And one of the most amazing thing is that I do not have to worry about money. I have 325 euros per month. Too little? In Estonia the median wage is a little under 900 euros, prices are pretty much the same as in France and I was unemployed, before that a student supported by my not so wealthy family. I have had problems about money for years and years, always depending on someone. Now I have only myself :D Or actually not. I am surrounded by my fellow volunteers, students doing their research and other people working or living in the station. Usually we cook together, having around 9 people at the table. Often we dine outside. So I am trying really hard to change my habits, like worring over food spoiling :P :D Last week I bought meat after a looong time of buying slices of bacon or one chicken fillet, please! and when I say, that I bought meat I mean that I bought pork for 9 :D People usually speak French and I can understand 1 word per 20 minutes, rarely more - like then they are talking about codinette' :) Sometimes, mostly when they are joking around I get really sad, because I so much want to understand. My French is stubbornly residing in written language and when I try to speak.. Japanese blocks the door, smirking. Both the facts that I can understand written French prretty well and that my Japanese is giving me a hard time because of for some reason it has got activated - why now! why not while my Japanese studies???!!!! :D are amazing too. And of course the fact that we have a computer room we can access any time thus enabling me to write this blog, be in touch with my friends and maybe something else ;) And from my second or actually first :P blog you can find poems and stories written here :) What else :) The lake! This happened to me today: "Went to have a peaceful walk on the lake side. An idea - why won't I go from the forest track to the lake shore? - Wrong idea. Got swarmed by tiny frogs and a cherry on top, a baby snake too. The scariest 1,5 metres in my life. But the froggies were cute, even the snakey" I also try to swim in the lake - yes, in an artificial, but very alive lake with frogs of different sizes, fish, snakes and sometimes herons, cows drinking from there and swallows always flying over it - and not because I am not scared of all the wilderness in it. I t scares me! And of course the French organizing skills.. the funniest thing ever! :D Nervewracking, crazy and after overcoming the oeh-s and woes a big big laugh :D Again :D All for now, wrk finally? 16:54, time of notice to get prepeared, a record :D! 5 minutes. :D

1st

THE first week was a true limbo. Of our 3+3 team only 2 had arrived, the after arrival training hadn't taken place yet and so me and La Déesse just had fun in the company of SBP people. Station Biologique Paimpont, our home and family for 4 months. * * * Tips: "Indroduction" to a language means that the person knows basics of basics. Not ready to attend a 4 hour scientific seminar.

Keeping in Mind

What we emphasise becomes important. At every moment we can choose who we want to be. Dreams come real trough dreamers who dare to make them Real.

The Yellow Welcome

Genêt et Ajonc were the first things I saw. Being sad, having taken the wrong more expensive bus from the airport I looked outside from the bus window: everything is yellow. So beautiful. That yellow made me happy. 1st of June. Arrival, Nantes