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Orang jan

Thank you so much for the great link of this old song. Why I always thought that the name was " Paris se reveille"  instead of Paris s'eveille?

You know? I told Philippe and He laughed at me when he heard that I was mistaken the name of a song I so much loved, for so long!

Thanks for the song and for correcting me ! You save me from another gaffe !

Nostalgian present and future

Hi,

Thanks to all.

I didn't expect such a reception for this one! it is proof that when something comes from heart go to heart.

It is about Nostalgia, Present and future. Usualy we think about our past with nostalgia without paying attention that we are mixing it with our present and are building our future.

I agree Ali Jan, each city has his smell. It is what we call it "Madeleine de Proust" refering Proust reminding his childhood when he smells Madeleines (a popular coockies). Because his grandma made them very well.

Actualy I'm a lucky man. "Culturaly" Fance is nearer to Iran. Each weekend I go by foot buying my baguettes which are warm and "Tord". Like when I was used to buying Noon Barbari in tehran. Jay hamegi ra khali mikonam. This one could help sharing it with you.

 "Paris s'éveille" is one of my favoriite song. I visited Paris many time at 5 AM ;-) //www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRE3fbaIwUQ

Ba sepas be hamegi

Orang

La nostalgie

Merci de ce poème nostalgique, Orang Jaan. "Tord" s'ecrit avec Te et non pas avec Teyn.

Amitié,

Azadeh

بوی طرد نان گرم

What I miss most about Iran, is it's smell :-)

Every city had it's own smell, every street had a smell.

There was a smell is Bazaar. When you got into a taxi, there was a smell, the teahouses had a smell, the schools had a smell and  the government offices had a smell...

Not all of them were pleasant smells, mind you, but they were all Iranian smells, and I miss them!

Orang jaan

Our Story of life here in "Shehr-e-Farang" !.

sepaas

Besiar Ziba Orang jan

Your beautiful poem has a color and taste of Paris in night !

I don't know, maybe I'm homesick now, but really reading those lines, brought lots of memories back to me. 

You know ? like the Jaques Dutronc's song : Paris se reveille ....!

Thank you so much Orang jan