XXLove letters   

 

 

 

When there were a lot of wishes floating around,

 

 

Naive Francoise decided to follow the turquoise turtle's route,

Gathering up crumbs of timeless magic,

She knew where to start,

It was the shimmering sea in the moonlight,

She got confused,

Mistaking the glowing sea for the shopping arcades of Paris,

 

She walked down the grandeur of the Boulevard Montmartre,

No dirty streets,

Not trashy alleys,

It was a shelter from rain and mud,

Rain had been falling all day,

Evening was shabby and grey,

All girls adored the Passage des Panoramas,

It was classy and chic Paris,

 

Eclectic goods, a motley crowd,

Freezing and hungry girls gaping at dresses and crinolines,

The hundreds of jewelers’ windows were sparkling with diamonds and precious stones,

A well-disguised protégé with the attitudes of the actress dragged her patron around from shop to shop,

He had a well-lined wallet,

She couldn't stop asking not being interested in his opinion,

She obsessively asked what looked better on her,

 

The hard-working servant’s great expectations didn’t turn out exactly the way she wished,

They turned their back on the poor charwoman,

It recycles big bins full of inhuman brains and human hopes,

We travel from ruins to ruins,

Life isn't what it looks to be,

The more we expect the less we get,

 

Capricious life kicks and resists,

Sometimes it pushes us over and down,

Right in the misty abyss,

Under turning wheels of misfortune,

Mercilessly grinding us up,

Timeless death is the worst,

It lives somewhere far in the orchard,

But instant death is always awesome,

It's ready to help,

It doesn’t make a deal,

 

Francoise hoped for little color,

For little moonlight to find a path to the tale,

But everything grew wolf grey,

It was so strange,

She didn't hear a sound,

She didn't feel pain,

She didn't feel sorrow,

After all instant death was awesome,

While she was crossing the road,

An aristocrat carriage ran over her.