On The Road ...

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Les chemins qui vont à la mer
Ont gardé de notre passage,
Des fleurs effeuillées
Et l'écho sous leurs arbres
De nos deux rires clairs.
Hélas! des jours de bonheur,
Radieuses joies envolées,
Je vais sans retrouver traces
Dans mon cœur.


The paths that lead to the sea
have kept, of our passing-by,
flowers with fallen petals
and the echo, beneath their trees,
of both our bright laughters.
Alas! of the days of happiness,
radiant joys now flown,
I wander without finding their trace again
in my heart.

Poulenc
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Traffic Jam near the Brandenburg Gate ... 1989

Traffic Jam near the Brandenburg Gate as East Germans move into West Berlin after the fall of the Berlin Wall. 1989.

 

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New York

 

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Amsterdam

 

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Vintage New York City, 1911

 

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Caminito que el tiempo ha borrado,
que juntos un día nos viste pasar,
he venido por la última vez
he venido a contarte de mi mal.
Caminito que entonces estabas
bordado de trébol y juncos en flor,
una sombra ya pronto serás
una sombra lo mismo que yo.


Little path the years swept away
you saw us together go by
I've come to you one last time
I've come to tell you and cry.
Little path once you were covered
in clover and rushes in bloom
you will soon be just a shadow
a shadow as I am too.

music by Juan de Dios Filiberto and lyrics by Gabino Coria Peñaloza.