An hour into Les enfants du Paradis (1945), I am in awe of Jean-Louis Barrault. Some kind of details to follow next week when Viking Zen and I have finished the film; or I will simply have moved to being in awe of everyone involved, which is an equal possibility.
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- 1: To the green field by the sea
- 2: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 3: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 4: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
- 5: Am I lost inside my mind?
- 6: And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first
- 7: You showed me how to not throw my troubles away
- 8: And the fisherman collects, yes, they collect the sounds from their nest above
- 9: We dig for the gods that leave no bones
- 10: Now there's always someone else in the back of your mind
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