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La vie est un mystère qu'il faut vivre...joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.comBlogger81125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-72542432302117592902021-03-02T10:05:00.000+01:002021-03-02T10:05:07.378+01:00L'abbaye de 1400 ans construite par Charlemagne - L'abbaye de Saint Riquier<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/5VUFHlZ-BLU" frameborder="0"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-71391487148508630322019-05-10T16:00:00.001+02:002019-05-10T16:00:53.580+02:00Melody Gardot - Baby I'm A Fool<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_qphknagXqA" width="480"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-33180057910020837402018-12-06T20:30:00.001+01:002018-12-06T20:30:36.267+01:00Christina Aguilera - Candyman (Regular Version)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RsQXVJOgvNY" width="459"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-21379347412680972018-04-13T16:19:00.001+02:002018-04-13T16:19:47.226+02:00Shania Twain - When You Kiss Me<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/S88Wit5bNdY" width="459"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-28356128094053312892017-12-10T17:59:00.001+01:002017-12-10T17:59:10.151+01:00Ed Sheeran - Perfect Duet (Lyrics) ft. Beyoncé<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/9DJsJzIekv4" width="480"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-39783211392502206132017-04-05T12:17:00.001+02:002017-04-05T12:17:35.018+02:00Elle Me Manque Déjà Calogero<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/s4CmNK-mRJw" width="480"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-85633375630473611612015-12-11T15:55:00.001+01:002015-12-11T15:55:55.880+01:00Ellie Goulding - Love Me Like You Do (Official Video)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/AJtDXIazrMo" width="480"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-75829890284282862642015-10-27T23:23:00.001+01:002015-10-27T23:23:29.809+01:00Lost Frequencies feat. Janieck Devy - Reality (Official Music Video)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ilw-qmqZ5zY" width="480"></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-64495913364258580132015-10-09T15:00:00.001+02:002015-10-09T15:02:35.484+02:00Françoise Hardy - Fais moi une place<br />
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joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-76367541339799739332012-04-05T22:17:00.004+02:002012-04-05T22:21:42.671+02:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Go2xQpZvUnhhDXMvklPt4A064F-In62a7H3UH1u70ZTJazwWegWiG-kff1gqCaN4bbngAhGg-Q0AZxSt9nNbdMiN3zGziue9lEEjFlzA4-xONjwF1ohFFdpktL9eHuUH9ZT3DEo3Rts/s1600/imagesCANL7XMO.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5728014030330247010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Go2xQpZvUnhhDXMvklPt4A064F-In62a7H3UH1u70ZTJazwWegWiG-kff1gqCaN4bbngAhGg-Q0AZxSt9nNbdMiN3zGziue9lEEjFlzA4-xONjwF1ohFFdpktL9eHuUH9ZT3DEo3Rts/s400/imagesCANL7XMO.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Un peu de douceur, dans ce monde un peu fou</span> <br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Où il est si difficile parfois de trouver sa place.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dans ce monde aux dents de loup</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Où il est si malaisé d'avancer sans marcher sur l'autre.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tout en essayant de conserver son identité, pour continuer sa route sans perdre ses repères.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Je garde mes armes puisque je n'ai pas l'étoffe d'une guerrière.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ma douceur sera ma seule défense..... </span></div>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-25120116787719468722011-12-28T10:52:00.000+01:002011-12-28T10:52:48.329+01:00Shakira - je l'aime à mourir - La Quiero a morir (version studio).mp4<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3STgfrutcnI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-22014280885592272472011-12-24T16:06:00.000+01:002011-12-24T16:07:38.146+01:00<strong>On ne badine pas avec l’amour<br /></strong><em>Le passage le plus lyrique</em> :<br /><br />"Tous les hommes sont menteurs, inconstants, faux, bavards, hypocrites, orgueilleux et lâches, méprisables et sensuels ; toutes les femmes sont perfides, artificieuses, vaniteuses, curieuses et dépravées ; le monde n’est qu’un égout sans fond où les phoques les plus informes rampent et se tordent sur des montagnes de fange ; mais il y a au monde une chose sainte et sublime, c’est l’union de deux de ces êtres si imparfaits et si affreux. On est souvent trompé en amour, souvent blessé et souvent malheureux ; mais on aime, et quand on est sur le bord de sa tombe, on se retourne pour regarder en arrière, et on se dit : J’ai souffert souvent, je me suis trompé quelquefois ; mais j’ai aimé. C’est moi qui ai vécu, et non pas un être factice crée par mon orgueil et mon ennui."<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Alfred de Musset, On ne badine pas avec l’amour. Acte II scène V.</em></span>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-57871682537006719212011-11-14T23:02:00.000+01:002011-11-14T23:02:48.509+01:00Marc Lavoine-Tu m'as renversé<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mWdYl1mDp2Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-66112552561760281942011-08-01T23:34:00.000+02:002013-05-25T16:27:04.202+02:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=intensement"><span style="color:#333333;">intensément</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> et on </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=ecoute"><span style="color:#333333;">écoute</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> ses </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=moindres"><span style="color:#333333;">moindres</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=bruits"><span style="color:#333333;">bruits</span></a><span style="color:#333333;">.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#333333;">Pour </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=echapper"><span style="color:#333333;">échapper</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> à la </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=souffrance"><span style="color:#333333;">souffrance</span></a><span style="color:#333333;">, le plus </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=souvent"><span style="color:#333333;">souvent</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> on se </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=refugie"><span style="color:#333333;">réfugie</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> dans l'</span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=avenir"><span style="color:#333333;">avenir</span></a><span style="color:#333333;">. Sur la </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=piste"><span style="color:#333333;">piste</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> du </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=temps"><span style="color:#333333;">temps</span></a><span style="color:#333333;">, on </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=imagine"><span style="color:#333333;">imagine</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> une </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=ligne"><span style="color:#333333;">ligne</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"><br />au-</span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=dela"><span style="color:#333333;">delà</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> de </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=laquelle"><span style="color:#333333;">laquelle</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> la </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=souffrance"><span style="color:#333333;">souffrance</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=presente"><span style="color:#333333;">présente</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> </span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=cessera"><span style="color:#333333;">cessera</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"> d'</span><a href="http://www.evene.fr/citations/mot.php?mot=exister"><span style="color:#333333;">exister</span></a><span style="color:#333333;">.<br /><br /></span>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-78700889105576144792011-06-06T11:35:00.002+02:002011-06-06T11:40:48.068+02:00Shakira - Gypsy<iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_3-GiVIE8gc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Seule au milieu de nul part<br />Je marche sans savoir ce qu’il vient au bout de mes pas<br />Seule au milieu de la nuit<br />Je te serre en rêve entre mes bras<br />Je cherche et j’entends ta voix<br />Je voudrais te savoir là<br />Ne plus avoir à errer,<br /><br />Ce qu’il me reste ? Je ne sais pas.<br /><br /><br />Il n’est ne réplique plus piquante que le mépris silencieux.<br />Il n’est de regard plus blessant que celui de l’indifférence.<br />Tout mon être parle sans que tu l’entendes<br />Jamais un pourquoi, ni un comment…<br />Au milieu de nul part<br />Je marche sans savoir ce qu’il vient au bout de mes pas<br />Au milieu de la nuit<br />Je te serre en rêve entre mes bras<br /><br />Ce qu’il me reste ? Je ne sais pas.<br />J’ai cherché ou attendu ce qui n’existe pas...<br /><br />Tu viens ou ne viens pas...<br />J’attends....je t’attendsjoëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-19628077015438807492011-04-14T22:46:00.003+02:002011-04-14T22:56:46.946+02:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGodeI6UxnK5wdUFcto-vW_n5rW4OpV4tBFmNP1CMD_0Qdn7G35XXheAp2YpDo6ZRJmuNNUW3PlNyIRgfT_Qgb8CeF-fd4LGaOKuspyQZT5dlhy6Lx5QnHonMGXP02neom-8_ffoJuZc/s1600/0803150728132627612.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595545310869357906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGodeI6UxnK5wdUFcto-vW_n5rW4OpV4tBFmNP1CMD_0Qdn7G35XXheAp2YpDo6ZRJmuNNUW3PlNyIRgfT_Qgb8CeF-fd4LGaOKuspyQZT5dlhy6Lx5QnHonMGXP02neom-8_ffoJuZc/s400/0803150728132627612.gif" /></a> <br /><div>je suis jalouse du temps....</div><br /><div>Du temps qui passe et qui te prend à moi,</div><br /><div>ces secondes, ces minutes, ces heures, un jour sans être avec moi.</div><br /><div>Je suis jalouse du temps, </div><br /><div>parce qu'il a l'infini que je n'ai pas et que je perds à chaque instant qu'il passe avec toi</div>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019288981627074403.post-62709352392945240112011-03-14T23:04:00.000+01:002011-03-14T23:04:56.435+01:00Shania Twain - When You Kiss Me<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S88Wit5bNdY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>joëllehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972777240375516259noreply@blogger.com0