LA VIE EN ROSE


Movies and Music are a few of my most loved things... and when movies have great music they can create some truly memorable moments. From the title itself it is easy to guess that this post has some french connection.
We are planning a trip to Gay Paris for the New Years and while doing some research on the city I came across the website of a restaurant situated at the Eiffel Tower. The background audio of the website is a letter that Audrey Hepburn writes to her father in the movie Sabrina, while she spends some time at Paris.
Immediately I was transported back to the movie whose background score was La Vie En Rose which brought to my mind the movie on Edith Piaf starring Marion Cotillard, which in turn reminded me of another movie of hers called A Good Year also set in France, Provence. I was filled with a warm gushing feeling, a pleasant warmth that one feels at spring time.
Our imagination, affected by movies, music and stories we hear can create a completely different place out of a given city, I am pretty sure when I stand at Champs-Élysées I wont hear La Vie En Rose playing (unless some busker is playing it there at the time) or when I see the Sacre Coeur I wont hear Sabrina's letter in my mind but I might, just might, see the place through rose tinted glasses and feel the spring on a cold winter morning!

Sabrina's Letter :"I have learnt so many things, Father. Not just how to make vichyssoise or calf's head with sauce vinaigrette, but a much more important recipe.I have learnt how to live... How to be In the world and Of the world, and not just to stand aside and watch. And I will never, never again run away from life. Or from love, either"

La Vie En Rose:
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, Heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
Every day words
Seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
en rose.

Hear it in French, it is even better!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPBSYXeZnDY

Comments

Dreamer said…
Beautiful, It's almost like being there myself. And I adore Audrey Hepburn, btw
September 21, 2009 at 3:44 PM
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